Through the gates the chance awaits for the feeling to come alive
And it seems the thing that sets us off is the pressure to break the stride
Everything, all the time, the motto of the wild, Running flame the fuel, the fame, but the works not on the file
The makeshift play.... for the great mind game!
Chorus: Its the first phase, and it replays in your mind
You fly too close, to the danger, then you're blind
Now the only sense that rises up is the sense to see the fall
And the only thing that's stopping you is the phase that stops us all
Self motivate, acclimate, the cues that cant be called
Its not the phase that's hitting you its your head that hits the wall
When minds give chase, to the endless race!
credits
released August 7, 2014
Lyrics: Braven Bacardi
Music: Beyond Gravity
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022