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1.
Eye Opener 01:50
2.
I put my faith in god, and then god abandon me. I put my faith in god; I prayed that it was all part of his divine plan. Then god gave my best friend cancer. There’s nothing divine about watching a loved one die. I see people everyday put their faith in god. I see those same people every day, clinging hopelessly to their crosses and to their stars, to their Qurans and to their gods. Their faith in god is so shallow; it only exists from fear of death. If God is so self righteous, then why is God so selfish? If God is so almighty, then why does suffering exist? Your prayers have gone to empty skies. Heed my words, God does not exist. This life is all you have; this is your only chance.
3.
This life has dealt me pain after pain, blow after blow, year after year. With a smile on my face, I’ll gladly go to the gallows. I’m dressed to kill or dressed to die. Concrete shoes and opposing colors, I was born for your dirty looks and accusing eyes. Oh captain, my captain! You’ve gone capsized our hearts. With a death grip on my love you drag it to the ocean floor. I’ve walked the plank so many times before, I know the amount of steps to the edge. With cloth veiling these eyes and smoke filling these lungs, I can feel the bayonets jabbing into my back. I’ve got dying down to a fucking science. The breeze that passes over the seas is the only thing that keeps me alive.
4.
This place is so beautiful. I feel your firm grip resting on my shoulder. We ascend into space. The sun shines so brightly. Your aura drenches me, like a warm heavy rain. I hear you say, “Cherish Me.” Those words caress me as you slowly disintegrate. I see you return to dust, as every piece of you gives birth to thousands upon thousands of stars. I awake, and look to a sky filled with you.
5.
Ben Affleck 04:08
Parallel structure stares me in the face, behind the pendulum disease develops. I see your eyes glaze over. From the inside you look so plain, the grandfather clock weeps. Oakwood and glass, a tomb. Oakwood and glass, a vessel. Dried up limbs crawl up the frame, contorted expression stains the wood. Like a dying tree the grandfather clock weeps, from the ground to the sky is the reach. With roots sunk deep inside of our minds, memory runs from the hand as seconds engrave. Recollection is in my mind (the smell is terrible), time decays through glass. Like a dying tree, the grandfather clock weeps. Slowly collapsing onto itself, the memories of time.
6.
I remember days being miserable all the time, never noticing a single sunrise. My wasted fucking youth, eyes redden thinking of the past. All the years spent on altered states and altered friends. Walking so long with eyes burning through the ground, head lower than shoulders, ears deaf to the world. So much hatred for existence. I am absolutely disgusted with who I was six years ago. Looking at burning pictures of distant memories, wanting to forget who I was. Torturing myself, killing myself. I am so fucking ashamed, but looking forward at who I am today, I am proud, finally proud of me. Even though all my dreams have not come true, giving up was never part of the plan. I am stronger today than I was yesterday. Tomorrow I may change the world.
7.
There’s a waterfall floating through the wire, images remembered cascade over these glassy eyes. We can recant the best times of our lives. But we can’t relive them. There’s an ocean of doubt hanging above my head, there’s a noose around its neck. I feel it swaying, back and forth side to side. The calming sound of waves brings my arms to a hollow paralysis these feelings will never end. The needle like pressure creates a stream. There’s a subtle sorrow that comes with each thought of the past. Memories drip from the stream. I can recant the best times of my life, but I can’t relive them with you.
8.
Let’s go, let’s leave this place forever. The stairs are about to collapse, and we have only got one chance. (I don’t want to leave.) We can’t stay here forever. The spiders have propagated, they are crawling everywhere. (I feel their legs as they course throughout my mind, it hurts so much to let go. There are few who know how it feels to be caught in Charlotte’s Web.) The floorboards are so thin, we are about to fall through. (I don’t want to follow through.) You must! (I can’t take another loss.) You must! (I don’t want to let go.) You must! (I will never leave.) You must! The walls are collapsing. It is time, ascend these mountains. Rip your heart away from these webs. You are finally free.
9.
Dreams 05:29
(Together, we will see the sun again)
10.
When I first came here years ago, it was a far better place. These men were heroes, and respect was a common thing. Now this scene is just a shell. A desolate wasteland corrupted by ignorance and hatred. A place where legends have been reduced to common folk, where labels and images distort perceptions of the truth, the bastards that parade these floors, the storming contradictions, they are raping and pillaging this scene. Ladies and gentlemen! This is a call to arms! There are few who still have heart. And the dark clouds above our heads grow larger and larger every day. This is the death of our scene. I will fight for the only thing I believe in. Who’s with me? Who will stand? Stand and fight, fight or fall, fall or be forgotten...
11.
Matt's Song 04:28
To my lost friend, your memory survives. Through these words I bury you, only knowing that the sun is shining on your soul. Carved in my tears, etched in my heart, you will always be here. I lost you, carved in my tears, etched in my heart. Your presence thrives through my still beating heart. Goodbye.
12.
The ocean is screaming at my footsteps, a grand exit with no applause. The audience is restless, spinning with the waves. Fragmented mirrors break apart into the tides. We see ourselves line the horizon… Attached to the sand like hand to heart, holding pieces of our selves. Torn face. Broken jaw. The never ending light drudges on. Following the horizon, the waves are crashing through the doors, the stage begins to flood. I’m left conscious in this never ending torment, someone please, inject star light into my veins. Dousing the sand with salt, praying for the low tides. Someone please, make me dream. The audience is on the edge of their seats, the weight of their stares crushes down on me. Follow the light, The Ocean screams. When will the waves cease? When? When will I dream? When will I be free?
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14.
November Sky 10:15
It’s the last call in the emergency room. I don’t think he will pull through. Mark The time, 11:15, the hour of his passing. With this scalpel ill cut out my eyes, and carve a smile in my face. He will be beautiful again, he will be beautiful again. I don’t think he is gonna pull through. I know he will leave a gorgeous corpse. The anesthesia has got us all buzzing. Doctor, Doctor! My, what a mess we’ve made. With these trembling hands, how can my incisions be perfect? We have lost him. He is free, Finally free.

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released May 21, 2010

Lineup:
Chris Eastwood - Vocals
Jeff Krause - Lead Guitar
Austin Kutza - Guitar
Nico Nunez - Drums
Johnny Wilson - Bass Guitar

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"Chicago's Burn the Remains draws listeners in by making music with thought, emotion, passion, and dedication. Combining brutality with melody, Burn the Remains provides a visceral and raw side to educated songwriting."

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