Evenire from Circuitry by Counterfeit i

Cannons pierce our ears
As they tear through the ship
We rested through the night
Carried here by the wind

Slowly sinking,
I watch it all drift away
As we
We fall to
The bottom
Of the sea

No one controls the sea
The clashing of waves
Our will, the tides do not obey
And they brought us here today
We knew this was bound to happen
And we waited in suspense
Trying to gain control
But this event was always imminent

Arise
We wipe the sleep from our eyes
Surprise

So many men,
We dwell in foolish pride
In vain we think we can,
In vain we try
To calm the raging winds,
Seize the crashing waves,
Direct the ebb and flow,
Control our certain fate

Slowly sinking,
I watch it all drift away
As we
We fall to
The bottom
Of the sea

• Experimental
• electronic
• post-rock
• Chicago