AFTER THE BURIAL - Lost In The Static (Stream)

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'DIG DEEP' out now

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LYRICS:

And in the end i will show you that this life is only madness
Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static.
We build and build we forget the model, we design the madness
Please breathe, and we paint it gold.
A blur on the horizon we fail to keep site over and over again.
Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends,
Open your palms up resist the current.
I am not your fathers son
I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,
Lost in the static.
Lost in the static.
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.
I am not your fathers son
I am not your fathers sonand you'll find me at the end,
Lost in the static.
Lost in the static.
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.
With pressure we creak and we bend. crimson feet trample our joints
We splinter and break. we suffer again.
We become a path others use to take,
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side
Cecome a path others use to take
Lost in the static
Just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
Hold me up and join me on the horizon
Kill whats left of the inner glow
Giving up the ghost
Growing cold
We never begin
Our own feet trample our joints, we burn at both ends
A blur on the horizon.
We become a path others use to take,
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side
Lost in the static
Ee build and build we forget the model, we design madness and
paint it gold
I am not your fathers son
I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,
Lost in the static.
Lost in the static.
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.
I am not your fathers son
I am not your fathers son and you'll find me at the end,
Lost in the static.
Lost in the static.
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones.
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Such a lovely and peaceful song. I’m planning on getting the album for my grandparents on their next anniversary.

bdeemter
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Step 1. Buy headset
Step 2. Listen to song
Step 3. Buy headset

cameronspringer
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That melody so addictive, as well as the rest of the song. 💯%

Trustnobodyever
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Mad respect for this band for putting out music. With all the tragedy within the band, it's a miracle. Keep it up, ATB

dylandistance
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This music seriously keeps me living another day. Depression sucks..

jensenmac.
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LYRICS:
And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness
Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static?

We build and build
We forget the model
We design the madness and we paint it gold
Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We fail to keep site over and over again
Open your palms up resist the current

I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

With pressure, we creak and we bend
Crimson feet trample our joints
We splinter and break
We suffer again
We become a path others use to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you
We slog side by side

Become a path others use to take
Lost in the static
Just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
Hold me up and join me on the horizon
Kill what's left of the inner glow
Giving up the ghost
Growing cold

We never begin (we never begin)
Our own feet trample our joints
We burn at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We become a path others use to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you
We slog side by side

We build and build we forget the model
We design madness and paint it gold

I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
I am not your fathers son
Lost in the static
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

mel-zgzm
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Simple lick in the background. Every syllable perfectly matched. Chugging guitars get your heart thumping love it totally deserves 5 million views

maylaeastwood
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Anger, Hate, Distain. This Album defines so many moods and feeling. I feel a fire everytime a section shifts. This is one for the books. I just discovered this and I'm thankful I did.

adriannefrias
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Saw them perform this live, it was badass and now I'm a fan

skwantillious
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I'm just getting into the band and there were no negative comments and it was weird. Glad we all can get along sometimes. We're a community hope we can act like one more often.

CraigGreen
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Very rarely do I say anything positive or negative about a song publicly, this is absolute gold, utterly phenomenal drum sets and bass mixture. It's a damn shame it took me this long to discover it. Mad respect

dustinbrautigam
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Anyone else love the instrumental at the beginning? <3

AceOfSpades
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RIP Justin, you wont be forgotten and shall remain in our minds through the music you helped create. glad ATB are pushing forward.

KevinSmith-dnvg
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You being here🤷‍♂️ that’s how u know u got a good taste for music

u.sdepartmentofjustice
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The guitar starting at 2:04. Little grove is awesome I love it.

dalipadilla
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So good. Mad respect for continuing on boys. We love you and will see you on stage 12/6.

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This might be the greatest “BLEGH” in metal history

andrewpettit
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My max bench press went up 200lbs when this song came on

bjjsalzberry
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I like my bands how I like my women: After The Burial.

GoodCarpet
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I’m on the spectrum and have sensory issues. Listening to ATB on full blast with my headphones has been one of my go to self-regulating exercises for over a decade. Thank you ATB

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