What lies beyond our dream
Untrustful hand of fate
The honor to redeem
Our faithful wishes comes too late
What's written by the sword
Has nothing but the taste of blood
I feel it on my tongue
I've never thought we could depart
I've lost my point of view
Descending years away
I want to spend with you
This shining, but unholy day
What lies beoynd our hate
This tragic festival of freaks
Their holy hand grenade
May put an end to all our dreams
So simple, so unjust
We find ourselves in moral trap
In vanity and lust
We're dying slowly, step by step
I've made my final move
To be another prey
I want to spend with you
This shining, but unholy day
Humanity and war -
The cornerstones of any change
And if you need some more
Just claim your own revenge
Praise jesus day by day
And let him see you kneel
And let him bless you further
To just another kill
To see the nameless fall
To hear terrific cries
To see how slow and useless
Another hero dies
Our blessed paradise -
All stupid fairy tales
All cursed and hypnotized
And buried in disgrace
Don't know what false or true
Escape another way
I want to spend with you
This endless and unholy day
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024