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Grand Decay

by Yarborough

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1.
Feint 00:59
Run through the fire to the aftermath laid to waste when the need will arise void of meaning void of all desire as the cycle keeps repeating but you are burning with me until the dripping blood will compliment my colours fading You rise unchanging stand tall until my heart stops burn it out burn it out complete it burn it out burn it out Blegh
2.
You can have it all from transcendence to disaster from the atmosphere to burning out the sun you can have it all from pure freedom to the prison of rule You make the call You make the call Spread bliss or corrosion from your eyes to a neverending custom that may doom us all today The mark of the traceless will surely wane it's abandonment on the grandest stage the mark of the baseless claims surely fades to oblivion You can have it all from the falsehoods to confession from adaption to the willingness to roam you can have it all from inception to the end of its run You make the call You make the call Spread bliss or corrosion from your eyes to a neverending custom that may doom us all today The mark of the traceless will surely wane it's abandonment on the grandest stage the mark of the baseless claims surely fades to oblivion You can have it all from expansion to extinction from a hunger to the comfort of a throne you can have it all when your body's moving towards extinction What's worthy of your time? To bury us alive in stagnant waters or rise? The mark on my face will surely wane when all this end The mark of the traceless will surely wane it's abandonment on the grandest stage the mark of the baseless claims surely fades to oblivion
3.
Bunker Teeth 03:35
We are who we are afloat on high tides until the sunrise catches us out We are who we are until the end of vigor brings us to an unsuspected wake We are but illusions dead at daybreak and suspended by false alarms We are but epiphanies at wits end Too solemn for sorry hearts We leave nothing in our wake but the embers of the day when the echoes that keep haunting us are looking the same We leave nothing in our wake We leave nothing in our wake while the anchors that are drowning us all rust in the sand It gets to me and i don't even mind it but i never needed this to persevere It gets to me the palest imitations when i only needed this to disappear Prevail and retry up to the point where the shattered remnants force the restart So close to the mark until another upstart drags us down below the last percents We are the remainder of a last stand that's been smoldering for too long We are always marching to the same beat too solemn for sorry hearts There is nothing in our way but the shackles of the dead still the junk heap overlooking us is looking the same We leave nothing in our wake We leave nothing in our wake while the anchors that are drowning us all rust in the sand All the advantage taken of the starcrossed eyes that thirst for just another monument accrues like splinters broken off our bones an argentic dismay for the gold of the throne that's flaking away
4.
Tenement 03:16
I wish you'd hate me now in the absence of more solid ground It's your loss A catatonic mess 'cause I don't know when to end things to cut it off's too solemn of a statement Although it's done in love in the end you will fend it off in isolation Ensnared by trust and now you can't elope at all from desolation I wish you'd hate me now on the road to being all singled out It's your loss Pinned down my disrepair and i am becoming dead weight Beneath a constant yoke that keeps extending
5.
Plague Years 03:31
I'd like to see the water rise towards extinction Death within the mirror Calm before the storm in the end you will remain a part of it all Respect our last wish Cast us aside Return the ashes to the void So when you wake up Cast us aside The things we'd do for awed denial And as the lightning hits It brings us closer to the plague years (Remove what's left from what is right defy the urge to fight or flight) And as the last light drains it brings us closer to the plague years (Look what is left of what is just despair then grind it all to dust) In the end there will remain one thing to sustain At the end of all this You will bow to it In the end you may complain but you're press-ganged to obey At the end of all this You will bow to it A broken gadget flying by night stare through eyes devoid of life A useless tool that's way past it's prime on leave of absense for the ride elusive, pervasive, persuading to submit At the end of all this you will bow to it So solemn, so vacuous, an facile perfect fit At the end of all this you will bow to it
6.
We always wake up to disaster running out of things to do This is a perfect nightmare staking out the edge of town It's slowly inching inside we lose our ground It's a delightful mess Below the treeline lies the end of everything There must be more to this Below the treeline lies the end of everything we'd ever hold deer So lately i've been a bit more on the cautious side of things Cause i've been fucked up, high strung Working up the strength for a fight Beneath the border lies the reason why i have been feeling like lately i've been a bit more on the cautious side of things I'd rather spark valor to make or break it than err towards the cautious end of things So lately i've been a bit more on the cautious side of things Cause i've been fucked up, high strung Working up the strength for a fight No wonder i would start to feel like lately i've been a bit more on the cautious side of things Cause i've been fucked up, high strung Working up the strength for a fight No wonder i would start to feel like lately i've been a bit more on the cautious side of things
7.
Cut me up! Cut me up! Let's stop the wait just leave the pins and needles in Turn every outreach down from here on out So take me away And i refuse to do the honors or be part of the horror Feel the lifeline slip away My hands won't sway If being alive just means to drag your bloody hide around until the day you die Then i don't mind to meet a meaningless demise Put it out! Put it out! it flickers, fades I don't owe shit to constant dread Turn all compassion down from here on out So take me away And i refuse to play the artist to dance within the circus then be spirited away from void remains If this is hell and I can not ascend I feel like i have done my share to take the sulfur in If this is hate I want the corpse of god to decay become a proxy in his name until the useless bitter end begins If this is home I want it all to sink I feel like i belong in here below the ample sands If this is love I want it all to go down in flames and feel the hands around my neck until the useless bitter end begins
8.
It started from the outset working in me burrowed in I ought to know where all the shells land in the coming offense But i'm gonna keep appearances up I will neglect the call to remember who i am Pushed the answers to the sidelines They remain inside my eyes It burned in It burned in the truth You don't know anything of how a backbone breaks You can not grasp the flood of decay You and i leave nothing in our wake beyond the starry sky and pain I feel it on the tip of my tongue just like the taste of regret the pulse of the grinding more than i could ever handle too and in my vacant stare I'll find it back home this is my least favorite destination outreach distortion becomes a constellation desperate paniced no more vacant admiration retain the relinquished main feat
9.
The outliers easy prey believe the outrage They paint our outlines in chalk and now they're coming for you upending the image of saints and sinners They paint our outlines in chalk But you don't know me well enough to save me from myself Yet you remain within the guardrails Your starry eyes won't lock with mine The outcast the sickened uproot the hopeless recant your earthly desire bite down your thumb to the bone the leprous the blemished conceal the distaste bite down your thumb to the bone In the aftermath of this adversarial planes through the unforeseen the consequence remains You will not escape you fucking coward There's no afterlife waiting To rely on the constant failure's downpour the evidence of the lasting sermon's falsehood hopeless to the incantations burn it all away sainthood as a fabrication burn it all away Your disgusting mess We will never see the end of things but when the edge is coming closer i'll tell You can not allay my pain You will never shroud my eyes Though every time i speak of it it's driving me insane If a final judge awaits You will surely face its wrath the grimace that the mirror shows a devil in disguse (The Stench of Mammon from the eternal permeates) (The Stench of Mammon from the eternal radiates) So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
10.
Alright Alright so the haze devours the augurs it's a shortcut route to crossing out the eyes I see it, yeah alright alright in the blight of about everything beside me lies the antidote to life Encroaching on the light You've seen the ending of my juvenile suprise You've seen the feint beneath my destiny You've seen color fade to gray Beyond the customs lies the horror in the absence of the dream awaits erasure of just everything it means So I cave in All rise! All rise! to the makers of our downfall and the architects of running out of time I see it, yeah alright alright Rain the judgement about everyhing upon me like an enemy of christ I'd decline a retry Consumed the end for the hundredth time today strategic placements recuperate There is no way to make amends It's in the air you're breathing in It carries you away
11.
Wound Seeker 03:52
I got a grim reminder of the flaw within my sight I couldn't see this house become a burial site But when the strain feels like falling it falters and fades til the defences hold water again But i can't sleep in the confines of this atmosphere Advances from the sidelines The decay becomes a threat You and i could never comprehend Just take it or leave it to me I've got a grim reminder of the fault within our stars These vultures can not wait 'til they can strip us for parts But when my scorn feeds an ocean you can't keep at bay defiance becomes an option again Please let this end You fail me again And it only gets worse The bad kind of luck when every option's failing us This stays as a constant memento of the traps we're stepping in The red tape a tight maze where the sadists marvel at your mistakes oh what a disgrace to all involved the meager scraps of what we bargained for pitfalls for the ill informed a damn parody of civility in utter defeat
12.
Wir schweben und stolpern wir malen Bilder aus Zement In deinem Atem liegt das Ende Es ist lange schon zu spät Und an dem Punkt wo du nicht weiterweißt liegt alles im Argen Es ist ein unglaublicher Tag um sich den Schädel einzuschlagen Drei Zimmer, Küche, Bad Jack Wolfskin im Passat Was niemand zu dir sagt ist meistens wahr Wenn das der Anspruch ist den alle erheben was in meinem Augen brennt komplett aufzugeben Wenn das der Abfuck ist in dem alle leben will ich nichts von euch und nicht mit euch reden Die Angst vorm Erstarren Die kalten Hände im Genick Der blanke Horror in den Wänden hab ihn gerade erst gesehen Und an dem Punkt wo du vom Baumhaus springst ist alles im Arsch Es braucht einen gut gebauten Sarg um die Metapher zu begraben Ich hab keinen guten Tag keinen Monat oder Jahr Der Traum wo man versagt, ist längst real Ich habe überhaupt kein' Bock mir eure Farben ins Gesicht zu schmieren und wissentlich dann so zu tun als ob Ich habe einfach keine Lust auf einen Entwurf der jeden Zweifel raubt und Warten auf das Stechen in der Brust
13.
Tel Aviv 06:53
Well i can't well i can't slip below the atmosphere again where i can't seem to find a way to make our stories the same Well i can't Well i can't breathe you in ruined what was left Well i've been resting on the edge beneath the parasol I'm treading water for you I'm right beside you if you want Please leave the light on as you go Please don't abandon me for now When i don't even know I tried to take it all in I tried to figure this out I tried to sift though the ashes tear the curtains down I lie awake in the ground It's too elusive to all This is a burial plot for only you and i Well I can't Well I can't drift towards the afterlife again but i can't seem to find locations for a line of defence Well i can't Well i can't swim or sink thousand miles below Well i've been leaning on the outline of a pedestal retaining valor in loss I'd lie beside you if you want Please leave the light on as you go Please don't abandon me for now When i don't even know You're Tel Aviv I could never figure out what part of me can't connect with you now You're Tel Aviv I'm the wreckage on the shore I start to see that I can't reach you no more You're Tel Aviv You're the answer to my prayers You're part of me but I can't feel you here
14.
Yeah I noticed I don't know what I've become right from the outset it sure looks like I'm on a steep slope too far from saving grace From the house lights to the end within our sight we don't owe anything we don't owe anything Through the struggle within a permanent hunt it is a bloodbath It sure looks like the last observer can not assert himself As the metal shards lacerate my plastic heart we don't owe anything we don't owe anything at all Oh God, i implore you please just let go of me hush the world and hang me out to dry How could i adore you in the atrocities hush the world and hang me out to dry Yeah i noticed how dark the water's become decayed and stagnant It sure looks like the fabled savior could not redeem himself From the outliers to the bore of the sublime We don't owe anything We don't owe anything Oh God, i implore you please just let go of me hush the world and hang me out to dry How could i adore you in the atrocities hush the world and hang me out to dry You don't have to be a goddamn beacon it's all moot on the precipice of losing hope You don't have to be so goddamn jaded, tired, fading all the time But you can and i don't mind

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released March 15, 2024

Mixed and Mastered by Alex Raikov

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Post-hardcore from Hanover, Germany

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