Intertrans from Duskdawn by CARTHAGE

Dim the taillights all

Slow the houselights further

Rain grey streets they gather

Under skies so toxic now

A spare of you

A wear and tear of you

Pass the silver now, hold it all together

Fear of falling closing in, I lost the stain I radiate with you.


I lost the fear of you

Retain a fear of two.

But what do I know?

I know it's down, down, down.

A solid wrecking ground

Loads of scrap on the ground.

Fear of falling closing in

Predict the stage: a faded state with you.

Stop this, this time of times: insight.


Dim the taillights all

Dim the taillights all


Clarity now

Objectively ask them 'how?'

One at a time

That they existed... why?


/ So many hours since the lights left

We pass the cigarette to each other

and we change the dial

The place that never shuts down

Raise your glass. /

• Metal
• electronic
• postpunk
• postrock
• synth
• United Kingdom