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Sunbather
Deafheaven Lyrics


Held my breath and drove through a maze of wealthy homes
I watched how green the trees were
I watched the steep walkways and the white fences
I gripped the wheel
I sweated against the leather
I watched the dogs twist through the wealthy garden
I watched you lay on a towel in grass that exceeded the height of your legs
I gazed into reflective eyes
I cried against an ocean of light

Crippled by the cushion, I sank into sheets frozen by rose pedal toes
My back shivered for your pressed granite nails
Dishonest and ugly through the space in my teeth
Break bones down to yellow and crush gums into blood
The hardest part for the weak was stroking your fingers with rings full of teeth

It's 5 AM and my heart flourishes at each passing moment

Always and forever

Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: George Lesage Clarke IV, Kerry Dylan Mccoy

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Darby Whitaker

Hindered by sober restlessness. Submitting to the amber crutch. The theme in my aching prose. Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan; that pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame. The rebirth of mutual love. The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly.

"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."


2. Irresistible


[Instrumental]



3. Sunbather


held my breath and drove through a maze of wealthy homes. I watched how green the trees were. I watched the steep walkways and the white fences. I gripped the wheel. I sweated against the leather. I watched the dogs twist through the wealthy garden. I watched you lay on a towel in grass that exceeded the height of your legs. I gazed into reflective eyes. I cried against an ocean of light.

Crippled by the cushion, I sank into sheets frozen by rose pedal toes. My back shivered for your pressed granite nails. Dishonest and ugly through the space in my teeth. Break bones down to yellow and crush gums into blood. The hardest part for the weak was stroking your fingers with rings full of teeth..

It's 5 A.M...and my heart flourishes at each passing moment.

Always and forever.


4. Please Remember


Twisting and turning beside the slumbering Tereza, he recalled something she had told him a long time before in the course of an insignificant conversation. They had been talking about his friend Z, when she announced, 'If I hadn't met you, I'd certainly have fallen in
love with him.'

Even then, her words had left Tomas in a strange state of melancholy, and now he realized it was only a matter of chance that Tereza loved him and not his friend Z. Apart from her consummated love for Tomas, there were, in the realm of possibility, an infinite number of
unconsummated loves for other men.

We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless; we presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same; we feel Beethoven himself, gloomy and awe-inspiring, is playing to our own great
love.


5. Vertigo


Destined as the servant to the night where
your moon dreams of the dirt and the
sharp tongue of your zealous will is only
congruent with the salt in your mouth and
the approaching eulogy of the world. Lost
in the patterns of youth and the ghost of
your aches comes back to haunt you. And
the forging of change makes no difference.
Memories fly through the mask of your life
shielding you from time. The years that
birthed the shell that you gained. Hunched
over in apathetic grief with a disregard for
steps except the one taken back. Perched
up on a rope crafted in smoke / a sword
wielding death that buried your hope.
Focusing on light through the blinds. A
slave to reality under a monarch in the sky.
Lost in the patterns of youth where the
windows shine brightly back at you.


6. Windows




7. The Pecan Tree


Drooling red from my eyes to meet the bitter
sun that shines past into light. Setting fire
to curtains in hope that you’re dreaming.
Destroying the tomb of memories from your
life. In the room full of family, but couldn’t
find one. In the hallways lit up brightly,
but couldn’t find myself. I laid drunk on
the concrete on the day of your birth in
celebration of all you were worth.
I am my father’s son.
I am no one.
I cannot love.
It’s in my blood.



Ningombam Captain

0:00 - "Dreamhouse"
9:15 - "Irresistable"
12:27 - "Sunbather"
22:44 - "Please Remember"
29:11 - "Vertigo"
43:47 - "Windows"
48:30 - "The Pecan Tree"

If you're here for these songs more than once, please know that sadness is temporary. Let it go through you as an experience. No feeling is final. You'll be okay.



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Tyler Barr

Black metal with a bit of sunshine

Jeremy’s Iron

@Captain Howdy Do you just let them do their own thing did they ever say they were trying to be black metal? Because it feels like it’s own thing to me I don’t know why we have to label everything, and to say they’ve never felt pain it’s just a ridiculous statement no offense there’s no way you could possibly know that

Jeremy’s Iron

OK they won me over...I’m gonna get this album, it’s Beautiful, I do really like the guitarist style, definitely borrowing a lot from the Deftones Shoegaze metal chords, but saturating the sound through the bars a lot more...no major skill or anything but they’re putting together noise that I like.....they won me over... (I could care less about trying to lump them into a genre, I hate when that peoples first instinct instead of just listening to the music and pretend that genres don’t exist).... would like to listen to this album properly on vinyl....the garage amateur picking is growing on me, this is just a garage band making stuff that they think sounds good I don’t even think they’re thinking about genres....Through five tracks they hooked me, I want this album now, And I can’t even explain it, it’s just like hypnotic soundscapes, even with just a 4/4 they saturate it to where it’s like a loop feel, I dig that... just a constant loop of Deftones style chords....Just a nice wall of sound, I dig it, I went from “this sucks” to “I want to buy this album on vinyl” over the course of half the album....OK the drummer is starting to step up a little bit now, And so is the guitarist, wow they’re just kind of evolving throughout this whole album I love this, I know nobody cares but I’m in quarantine and I need to talk about stuff..... this band is definitely greater than the sum of their individual parts....But yeah let’s just let them rock and not try to force them into a genre, they just are what they are....Don’t try to force psychedelic metal into a genre, it doesn’t work, The band is on their own trip they’re not trying to cookie cut genres... I like the little psychedelic interludes also with the backwards music and random chatter

Jeremy’s Iron

That being said this is the first time I’m hearing this band and it’s pretty meh so far

Captain Howdy

@Äussenn I’m not an elitist I listen to all types of music from Prince to the Grateful Dead to 6ix9ine to Emperor. But black metal needs to be dangerous and genuine to be effective and Deafheaven is neither. They can’t express pain because they’ve never felt it. They’re just trying to be cool and so are their fans.

Äussenn

@Captain Howdy hello trve kvltre

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Yevgen Dmytriiev

Why so many positive comments about the actual music? Let's be open-minded and just argue whether this is black metal or not.

Pablo David Gaytan Rodriguez

Black metal fucking sucks dude

heisenburger

It's pink metal

Brandon Little

NO. I would think that would be incredibly obvious just from the selection of chords and notes. No evil, no black metal.

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