Parkway Drive

Track Info

ISRC: USEP40721106

Recorded: 2007

Tracks on this album

1	Begin
2	The Siren's Song
3	Feed Them to the Pigs
4	Carrion
5	Five Months
6	Boneyards
7	Idols and Anchors
8	Moments In Oblivion
9	Breaking Point
10	Dead Man's Chest
11	Frostbite
12	Horizons

Boneyards

Horizons, Parkway Drive

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Contributors

Vocals:	Winston McCall
Guitars:	Jeff Ling
Guitars:	Luke Kilpatrick
Drums:	Ben Gordon
Bass:	Jia O'Connor

Lyrics

These are the sentiments of a cold-blooded cynic. Believe me when I say I would love nothing more than for everything to end unpleasantly. Concrete shoes. Rising tides. Grey skies. Let none survive. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I would rather see your face in hell than speak another word of this perfect world. Oh, to be buried beneath the waves. A sailor’s grave, it’s all I crave. Bury me five thousand fathoms deep, and leave my bones for the depths. The sharpest teeth await our skin. The sharpest teeth await.
Bloodlust swarms upon our worthless existence. The devils teeth. The devils teeth beneath our skin. Whispering of silent vengeance, blood debts remained unpaid. Now every breathe of life has been betrayed. Every ideal has rusted through. Nothing we hold brings solace. (Feed us to the sharks). So let nothing remain (Feed us to the sea). To be buried beneath the waves. A sailor’s grave, it’s all I crave. Bury me five thousand fathoms deep and leave my bones for the depths. There’s blood in the water. Sinking, always sinking. There’s blood in the water. I would rather see your face in hell than speak another word of this perfect fucking world.