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Line​-​Trap [Single]

by Returning We Hear the Larks

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My first release in over a year now. There's an album on the way.
I'd like to thank the internet for being awesome and lulz.

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released 09 April 2012
Written, recorded and mixed by Jak Noble.

Artwork and design by Ori Carmen (orikins.deviantart.com).
Layout by Ori Carmen and Jak Noble.
Model and photography organised by stockproject.deviantart.com

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Returning We Hear the Larks is the Ambient Metal solo project of Jak Noble, a student from Bristol, England.
Noble has released 4 EPs and one full-length under the name, creating serious waves within the underground metal community.

'A bloody fantastic slice of British metal.'
- Heavy Blog is Heavy

'Miss out on this one at your own peril. 666 out of 6.'
- The Number of the Blog
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Track Name: Line-Trap
I will never get to sleep
I've never seen a cut run so deep
Parasites feast upon my mind
Dispatching all that has made me blind
Delirious and feverish, scratching at my eyes
Organs convulse and swell deep inside
Nausea overwhelms, welcome the taste of blood
Your voice resounding, I feel my mind erupt

I cannot just abide by you; so much you expect
Commonalities are lost on me; I feel your abhorrence
Waiting to kick me down; your malice is distinct
Life shouldn't be so regimented; like lambs to the slaughter

Adrenaline taking my mind, fueling my hate as I carve inside
Living like this is not worth the pain and memories
I cannot see; rapid blows puncture my lungs as I gradually fall asleep

No, not this time
You'll never know what changed inside