'So you can call this ort of life, a hopeless endeavor. That this tiny vessel, could ever endure such a violent weather. Call it pointless, I'll continue to carry out grace nonetheless.. I will scream it til my face is blue. There's a point to all of this. And it's always been You.'
i still remember hearing this when it came out back in 2012 and i remember thinking it was the most emotionally extreme record i ever heard in my life. the BaaO members didnt hold a single thought or feeling back; they exposed and emitted every single last painful entity that resonated in their heads onto this record and didn't omit a single thing.
01. - 00:00 - Nothing, Save the Power they're given 02. - 02:59 - Dear G-d 03. - 06:17 - The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget 04. - 11:24 - This Loneliness Won't Be the Death of Me 05. - 15:57 - The Sea Always Seems to Put Me at Ease 06. - 19:57 - Salute e Vita (= Italian for, "Health and life.") 07. - 24:21 - It's Really Not as Complicated as You're Making It Out to Be 08. - 35:35 - Humble Servent, Am I 09. - 40:15 - This Room Is Alive 10. - 43:13 - We Will Never Be the Same 11. - 46:42 - If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out
BAAO and Silent Planet are remarkably similar, to be honest. BAAO seems to focus more on the lyrical content than soundscapes while Silent Planet has more of a soundscape approach, but both have that ambient soundscape/post-hardcore approach with a strong reliance on masterfully-written poetry.
I didn´t said that this Album is shit...There are Tons of Full Lengths that are much better than this. The Elijah: i loved i hated i destroyed i created For Example.
In the end, everything is subjective. I prefer to use the term "Favorite album" when describing albums that I cherish. Arguing over what is the best in an almost completely opinion based environment is pretty useless and makes you look silly.
Una adolescencia dura... Todo iba contracorriente, todo estaba de subida y yo con una carga muy pesada y en soledad. Solo literalmente. Esta banda me ayudó a escuchar y a comprender "plan perfecto" Hoy sigo respirando y tengo una sonrisa llena de perlas que ni toda la riqueza en oro pudiese comprar. Gracias Being as An Ocean !!
Nothing, Save The Power They're Given These words might mean nothing But it's a chance I'm willing to take Cause maybe I'm wrong and lives can change I'm singing out of my insecurity So someone, somewhere might be impacted by what I've made I fidget and sway back and forth Biting my nails down until they bleed There is a lie that I've believed I'd tell you, but I'm so scared of what you'd think So I apologize if I've caused you to wake Just close your eyes and let the beat rock you back to sleep I'll tell you in the morning About how this man you see Often times feels like a child Self-conscious and weak I'll still put pen to paper Try to explain these things That invade my thoughts in my waking hours Stories of Kings and princes that have lost their way God, we'd give anything just to feel safe Deep down, we all know our worth We just need someone to truly love us first So we tip toe around these crowded rooms Hoping someone in attendance might be able to dress our wounds We cry without uttering a single word So gather close, circle round Cause maybe you've just never heard And I'll tell you the story of the Love I've found About the Truth embedded in you long before your birth I'll ask once more What are these words worth? 2. Dear G-d As I pen these things It might literally be all I have Ink on paper Does any of this matter? Then I’m reminded of what I’ve seen The places I love and the people I’ve been Only Love could have brought me to this place Holding in me a joyful heart while spit covers my face I’ve come to forgive those who’ve wronged me Knowing that they’ve helped make me into exactly who You intended me to be I’m trying my best to be a better man Despite all my fears, I really am I write these things to remind myself That amidst this darkness, there still remains Light, Hope, and a perfect plan For the first time in my life I am writing for the sake of writing Living for the sake of living Loving for the sake of loving And I’ll live So you can call this sort of life a hopeless endeavor That this tiny vessel could ever endure such violent weather Call it pointless I’ll continue to carry out Grace none the less I will scream it till my face is blue There is a point to all of this and its always been You 3. The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget There sit two lovers One’s eyes intently chasing the other’s She doesn’t love him anymore But he’ll stick it out till the end This he had sworn Lying awake in bed Feeling the spot on my chest Where you used to rest your head You see love’s a funny thing the way it lingers in the mind No matter what you do or the passing of time That ember still glows for those lovers behind No matter if it’s well remembered That light still shines Good times take precedent over every incident No matter how poorly spent So we put on these ridiculous fronts Like we were just fooling around Our love was only childish fun Yet we know different That it meant something to us And that piece still lingers in each one that we’ve loved So we pick up the pieces Try and make a half a whole But in the back of our minds There’s quite a different story to be told That Love has kissed our lips That Love has touched our eyes And no matter how sincere Love has changed our lives And even if all love has flown We’ll have a few scars to proudly show Cause at the end of our lives We can say, ‘At least we tried’ Lying awake in bed Feeling the spot on my chest Where you used to rest your head 4. This Loneliness Won't Be The Death Of Me I swear this isn’t the end But I still feel so alone Even when I’m surrounded by my best friends Word’s can’t penetrate A tree in the wind I bend Falling faster into the depths I’m falling, I’m falling Under such depression, I can barely even catch my breath Words can’t mend and love does not sink in Why can’t I see Your face? Clawing at my chest Looking for some sort of reprieve I swear this isn’t the end But when will I feel comfortable in my own skin? Knowing fundamental truth Doesn’t seem to matter After such tremendous abuse Cause I’ve worked this ground since my youth And still, the land has yet to bare any sort of fruit I’ll continue to toil and plow Hoping one day I’ll make You proud ‘What have a got to show?’ As I wipe the sweat from my brow So tired, so tired of showing Love so deep That most aren’t even willing to feel See what I’ve seen
Open your eyes and recognize that this is real This season brings darkness so profound I’ve become lost and can’t seem to be found Contorted, racked with pain I know should feel free, yet I continue to sing this sad refrain I can’t sleep and food has lost its taste God, I’m so sick of this place Then I’m touched By the hands of a brother And like a rush Passing through my exterior I hear my name A hush A son, loved by a Father I’ve been made alive again 5. The Sea Always Seems To Put Me At Ease You are the topic of every epic we have ever been told And as I stand on this cliff, the wind whips through me and I am made bold Once again, Your presence creeps into my consciousness Grace made tangible in this newly anointed place And I am brought to my clear senses That none of my perceived failings or disgrace Has ever touched my being or inheritance I am whole, I am clean, I am free And I brought to my knees Sink in; permeate this weary flesh Breathe; life as clean and fresh As the salt-seasoned breeze Please Father, pull me to my feet ‘Why are you kneeling, my son? I put strength in that back-bone Knowing that you would fall But I promise, you will never taste defeat You are whole, you are clean, you are free Get up, rise from your knees!’ We can no longer linger in the shadows of our shame and brokenness For as sure as the wind blows He has already redeemed all of this Live as whole, live as clean, live as free Everything you were made to be Standing at the edge of self-discovery Tired and weary Our body trembles, buckles We are afraid of being hurt again Been stabbed in the back by our own friends We don’t know if we can mend Minds riddled with unsuccessful recoveries We’re scared Lord, we’re terrified But dive in we must Cause there has to be something better than this For we see testimony of You in the sea Your creation, all of nature So with a sudden rush We abandon our solitary perching place And as we wash away the mourning dust Immersed; we see Your face 6. Salute E Vita Raise your glass high And share with me in my joys and grievings I toast to the mountains and valleys To the future and the days gone by I invite you in with good humor and levity All I have is yours and I pray that you drink deeply My cup has been emptied So I may see what it tastes like to be free Cause for so long this glass has owned me Focused on the chalice rather than what it contained So I gave all of worth to the needy and the rest to the sea Then I looked around at all of the beautiful things that I had gained What can a glass speak of its contents And can it boast at its filling? What else could it do but mutter a quiet thanks So it is that I look forward to my spillings For I am sure that such times are the only thing steadying my hands from their violent shaking So with gladness in my heart and hope in my eyes I drink to my fill of Your celebration wine And as I pour glass after glass I’ll lift it high (I’ll lift You high) And give a hearty toast to life
7. It's Really Not As Complicated As You're Making It Out To Be I do dimly perceive that while everything around me is ever-changing, ever-dying there is, underlying all that change, a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves, and recreates. That informing power or spirit is God, and since nothing else that I see merely through the senses can or will persist, He alone is. And is this power benevolent or malevolent? I see it as purely benevolent. For I can see, that in the midst of death, Life persists, in the midst of untruth, Truth persists, in the midst of darkness, Light persists. Hence I gather, that God is Life, Truth, Light, He is Love. He is the supreme good. But He is no god who merely satisfies the intellect, if He ever does. God to be God must rule the heart and transform it. He must express Himself in every smallest act of His votary. It is proved not by extraneous evidence, but in the transformed conduct and character of those who have felt the real presence of God within. To reject this evidence is to deny oneself. This realization is preceded by an immovable faith. He who would, in his own person, test the fact of God’s presence can do so by a living faith, and since faith itself cannot be proved by extraneous evidence, the safest course is to believe in… the law of Truth and Love. Exercise of faith will be the safest where there is a clear determination summarily to reject all that is contrary to Truth and Love. I confess that I have no argument to convince through reason, faith transcends reason. All that I can advise is not to attempt the impossible. [Mahatma Gandhi] 8. Humble Servant, Am I Oh God, I can’t believe All the places that I’ve been and all of those I’ve come to meet Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard seed For every hardship in my life I’ll hold Your name and I’ll do just fine All praise are Yours and none are mine Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line Yet play in perfect harmony God whispers into some men’s ears, Well He screams into mine Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears Nay, simply I’ll reply Blessings so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant am I Lowly, I’ll wash Your feet With the tears I’ve cried Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs Attests to Your overwhelming grace Show us Your love You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won So You snatched me up into Your strong arms And over Your shoulders, I was slung Lord, You’ve given me the tools to live as Your own Talent, drive, and the willingness to run All praise are Yours and none are mine Blessings so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant, am I Hope my humility can outlast my pride
9. This Room Is Alive This room’s alive Breathing In this moment, each one of us is leaving All of life’s worries and troubles far behind Speaking in tongues Sweating blood Rapture Some people search their entire lives for such a cure Screaming silently inside Past horrors plaguing their minds This is our release This is our violent plea Hearts scarred and bandaged Souls weathered and damaged This is our release Our violent plea It’s time to burn the past Take off our self-fabricated coping masks We’ll let each other see who we really are With our broken limbs and battle scars Naked, all things stripped away You’ll see we’ve all gone through similar pains And like children, we count and play our hiding games But we won’t come inside when Grace calls our name Slaves to our guilt and shame Pointing the finger at the one who was never really to blame Ourselves Reopen your wounds anew And watch the broken come to stand by you You don’t have to feel alone Cause I know this place could feel like home There is no need to run and hide When your true family is standing by your side 10. We Will Never Be The Same Let the Kingdom fall on this place Those who have never felt Your love Feel Your warm embrace We will proclaim Your continuing creation Made evident by our many reconciliations The blind will see The deaf will hear Loving with every ounce of our being We are made whole as we draw near We will see Your purpose brought about on this earth Men, made giants out of pain and dirt Those of us brought up in broken homes Don’t have to fear, we will be made whole This world we used to view as broken Is truly a masterpiece in progress Set in motion by the Words that were spoken We can choose to stay on the wayside And watch others grow, while our spirits die Or we can pick up our tools and chisel away at this life Revealing a perfect plan This world is not past redeeming Creating perfection will take quiet patience And a love that’s endearing We will not stray We will not tarry And in the end, we’ll see all unbelief dead and buried The blind will see The deaf will hear Loving with every ounce of our being We are made whole as we draw near No one will leave this room sick Cause You are especially fond of All And we have faith that You can do this We have faith 11. If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out There is such hope in the stories we’ve been told Recounted endless times by the aging and old Tales of peace, worship and holy places Palaces adorned with gold and lofty terraces But I’m always left with quiet dismay Cause I’m told that some of those I love won’t be with me So I’m left behind in an eternal place Cause the ones who meant the most didn’t receive Your grace They called it beautiful, but to me it holds nothing that is holy I can only know what I’ve seen And what I’ve seen is that You’ve made us clean Given us the right to be anything we want to be Why would You give me eyes to see and then deny me these? Eternity is a lock found inside our hearts and You’ve handed Humanity the key So I won’t be swayed by fantasies of unquenchable flames Or some place of torment, the damned never to see Your face We are all Your creation You love us all the same A Father doesn’t sit idly by while His children are maimed I’ve seen true Grace I promise you we will never feel the lick of those flames Where Death is your glory? Where Death is your sting? For we are all children of the King Every last one an eternal being So I’ll reject your fear and hatred For I bring Good News that will be for all nations! I’ve seen wholeness in the broken I’ve seen health in the sick Why do we stifle the Word You’ve spoken? If it kills me, I’ll tear these walls down brick by brick I’ve seen hospitality in the homeless I’ve seen Light in the darkness And I’ve seen hope in the damned So if all that has meant the most to me isn’t present after my last breath Count me with the fallen sheep and send me to the depths
I still put on this album sometimes to remind myself of the first time I heard this album when I thought everything in my life was lost. It reminds me of that darkness I endured, and that I was able to find a way out of it.
uno de mis álbumes favoritos de todos los tiempos. Es indescriptible el sentimiento que te transmiten cada una de las canciones y tiene el plus de que los descubrí en un momento donde no estaba del todo bien
AUN EN 2024 VISITO ESTE ALBUM PARA ABRIR UN POCO MIS HERIDAS Y RECORDAR DE DONDE VENGO... QUE LA HUMILDAD Y EL SER HUMANO NUNCA SE ME OLVIDE. SI LEES ESTO, ANIMO !! SI SE PUEDE 🕉️
I would of loved to see this band worshiping and spreading the gospel of God.. there’s so much potential in their emotion. (Currently listening to 07. It’s really not as complicated as you’re making it out to be) just amazing. Best album hands down!
Soeren Lund ich habs mit 14/15 gehört und jetzt liebe ich BAAO immer noch und ich wüsste nicht was das Alter (oder sogar Geschlecht) bei Hardcore Bands zu bedeuten hat, wenn man sich der Musik verbunden fühlt 🤔 ist doch toll, wenn man schon früh zu tiefgründiger Musik neigt
What would you call this? Never really checked them out before but this is pretty damn cool man. Definitely sounds like Metalcore but it has an emo/Post Hardcore vibe to it. Pretty cool stuff. Not really crazy about modern bands but this reminds me of Counterparts so thats very much a good thing.
Melodic Hardcore for most of the instrumentation and harsh vocals mixed with Emo in the clean melodic guitar picking and clean vocals, post-hardcore would probably best describe their sound overall, comparable to Defeater, Pianos second the Teeth, Archives, Listener (spoken word vox), Empire Empire I Was a Lonely Estate, State Faults etc,
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this album helped me get through being 14. facts. Where my retired scene kids at?
I, sir, find this comment really relevant to my youth :D
Damnn I think I was the only one here
Don't even. I'm legally "adult" and my feels hurt/reminisce hearing a band finally bring "it" back to me LMAO
Hell ye
This album helps me about once a year! Remember your roots! They tend to lead you home..
'So you can call this ort of life, a hopeless endeavor. That this tiny vessel, could ever endure such a violent weather. Call it pointless, I'll continue to carry out grace nonetheless.. I will scream it til my face is blue. There's a point to all of this. And it's always been You.'
so great.
2021 and this album still hits hard emotionally. Such a great piece of music.
2024
i still remember hearing this when it came out back in 2012 and i remember thinking it was the most emotionally extreme record i ever heard in my life.
the BaaO members didnt hold a single thought or feeling back; they exposed and emitted every single last painful entity that resonated in their heads onto this record and didn't omit a single thing.
Revisiting this years later. Brings me back to being 15. Times goes by so fast it’s crazy. 10 years ago feels like yesterday
Late as fuck to the party even tho I listened to this type of music for nearly 15years now. How the fuck did I missed this gem?
01. - 00:00 - Nothing, Save the Power they're given
02. - 02:59 - Dear G-d
03. - 06:17 - The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget
04. - 11:24 - This Loneliness Won't Be the Death of Me
05. - 15:57 - The Sea Always Seems to Put Me at Ease
06. - 19:57 - Salute e Vita (= Italian for, "Health and life.")
07. - 24:21 - It's Really Not as Complicated as You're Making It Out to Be
08. - 35:35 - Humble Servent, Am I
09. - 40:15 - This Room Is Alive
10. - 43:13 - We Will Never Be the Same
11. - 46:42 - If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out
+Nothing Nothing
Ahh thanks dude.
To me this doesn't really help much 'cause I always end up listening to the whole album anyways. But I do appreciate you people doing this.
Still revisiting this album after so many years. This saved my life tonight
Thank you Silent Planet for letting me hear about this band.
Roy Belmont i found silent planet through baao 0.o
BAAO and Silent Planet are remarkably similar, to be honest. BAAO seems to focus more on the lyrical content than soundscapes while Silent Planet has more of a soundscape approach, but both have that ambient soundscape/post-hardcore approach with a strong reliance on masterfully-written poetry.
Best album, no doubts about that.
Are you joking?
it's a pretty damn good album. has years of staying power for what it is.
I didn´t said that this Album is shit...There are Tons of Full Lengths that are much better than this.
The Elijah: i loved i hated i destroyed i created
For Example.
In the end, everything is subjective. I prefer to use the term "Favorite
album" when describing albums that I cherish. Arguing over what is the
best in an almost completely opinion based environment is pretty useless
and makes you look silly.
Also, your odd choice in capitalization gave me cancer.
They literally uploaded this right after I tried to listen to this album today in school
This record still holds up, such fond memories of listening to this on the bus in the morning otw to school when it came out
miss this baao :(
They suffered the same fate as BMTH
@@RedPlaystationController shit you got it from my mind
@@jutoni8946 I literally only listen to this album from them
@@licccio2133 me too, and still coming back to it after all these years
anyone 2021?
Una adolescencia dura... Todo iba contracorriente, todo estaba de subida y yo con una carga muy pesada y en soledad. Solo literalmente. Esta banda me ayudó a escuchar y a comprender "plan perfecto"
Hoy sigo respirando y tengo una sonrisa llena de perlas que ni toda la riqueza en oro pudiese comprar. Gracias Being as An Ocean !!
Nothing, Save The Power They're Given
These words might mean nothing
But it's a chance I'm willing to take
Cause maybe I'm wrong and lives can change
I'm singing out of my insecurity
So someone, somewhere might be impacted by what I've made
I fidget and sway back and forth
Biting my nails down until they bleed
There is a lie that I've believed
I'd tell you, but I'm so scared of what you'd think
So I apologize if I've caused you to wake
Just close your eyes and let the beat rock you back to sleep
I'll tell you in the morning
About how this man you see
Often times feels like a child
Self-conscious and weak
I'll still put pen to paper
Try to explain these things
That invade my thoughts in my waking hours
Stories of Kings and princes that have lost their way
God, we'd give anything just to feel safe
Deep down, we all know our worth
We just need someone to truly love us first
So we tip toe around these crowded rooms
Hoping someone in attendance might be able to dress our wounds
We cry without uttering a single word
So gather close, circle round
Cause maybe you've just never heard
And I'll tell you the story of the Love I've found
About the Truth embedded in you long before your birth
I'll ask once more
What are these words worth?
2. Dear G-d
As I pen these things
It might literally be all I have
Ink on paper
Does any of this matter?
Then I’m reminded of what I’ve seen
The places I love and the people I’ve been
Only Love could have brought me to this place
Holding in me a joyful heart while spit covers my face
I’ve come to forgive those who’ve wronged me
Knowing that they’ve helped make me into exactly who You intended me to be
I’m trying my best to be a better man
Despite all my fears, I really am
I write these things to remind myself
That amidst this darkness, there still remains
Light, Hope, and a perfect plan
For the first time in my life
I am writing for the sake of writing
Living for the sake of living
Loving for the sake of loving
And I’ll live
So you can call this sort of life a hopeless endeavor
That this tiny vessel could ever endure such violent weather
Call it pointless
I’ll continue to carry out Grace none the less
I will scream it till my face is blue
There is a point to all of this and its always been You
3. The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget
There sit two lovers
One’s eyes intently chasing the other’s
She doesn’t love him anymore
But he’ll stick it out till the end
This he had sworn
Lying awake in bed
Feeling the spot on my chest
Where you used to rest your head
You see love’s a funny thing the way it lingers in the mind
No matter what you do or the passing of time
That ember still glows for those lovers behind
No matter if it’s well remembered
That light still shines
Good times take precedent over every incident
No matter how poorly spent
So we put on these ridiculous fronts
Like we were just fooling around
Our love was only childish fun
Yet we know different
That it meant something to us
And that piece still lingers in each one that we’ve loved
So we pick up the pieces
Try and make a half a whole
But in the back of our minds
There’s quite a different story to be told
That Love has kissed our lips
That Love has touched our eyes
And no matter how sincere
Love has changed our lives
And even if all love has flown
We’ll have a few scars to proudly show
Cause at the end of our lives
We can say, ‘At least we tried’
Lying awake in bed
Feeling the spot on my chest
Where you used to rest your head
4. This Loneliness Won't Be The Death Of Me
I swear this isn’t the end
But I still feel so alone
Even when I’m surrounded by my best friends
Word’s can’t penetrate
A tree in the wind
I bend
Falling faster into the depths
I’m falling, I’m falling
Under such depression, I can barely even catch my breath
Words can’t mend and love does not sink in
Why can’t I see Your face?
Clawing at my chest
Looking for some sort of reprieve
I swear this isn’t the end
But when will I feel comfortable in my own skin?
Knowing fundamental truth
Doesn’t seem to matter
After such tremendous abuse
Cause I’ve worked this ground since my youth
And still, the land has yet to bare any sort of fruit
I’ll continue to toil and plow
Hoping one day I’ll make You proud
‘What have a got to show?’
As I wipe the sweat from my brow
So tired, so tired of showing Love so deep
That most aren’t even willing to feel
See what I’ve seen
Open your eyes and recognize that this is real
This season brings darkness so profound
I’ve become lost and can’t seem to be found
Contorted, racked with pain
I know should feel free, yet I continue to sing this sad refrain
I can’t sleep and food has lost its taste
God, I’m so sick of this place
Then I’m touched
By the hands of a brother
And like a rush
Passing through my exterior
I hear my name
A hush
A son, loved by a Father
I’ve been made alive again
5. The Sea Always Seems To Put Me At Ease
You are the topic of every epic we have ever been told
And as I stand on this cliff, the wind whips through me and I am made bold
Once again, Your presence creeps into my consciousness
Grace made tangible in this newly anointed place
And I am brought to my clear senses
That none of my perceived failings or disgrace
Has ever touched my being or inheritance
I am whole, I am clean, I am free
And I brought to my knees
Sink in; permeate this weary flesh
Breathe; life as clean and fresh
As the salt-seasoned breeze
Please Father, pull me to my feet
‘Why are you kneeling, my son?
I put strength in that back-bone
Knowing that you would fall
But I promise, you will never taste defeat
You are whole, you are clean, you are free
Get up, rise from your knees!’
We can no longer linger in the shadows of our shame and brokenness
For as sure as the wind blows
He has already redeemed all of this
Live as whole, live as clean, live as free
Everything you were made to be
Standing at the edge of self-discovery
Tired and weary
Our body trembles, buckles
We are afraid of being hurt again
Been stabbed in the back by our own friends
We don’t know if we can mend
Minds riddled with unsuccessful recoveries
We’re scared
Lord, we’re terrified
But dive in we must
Cause there has to be something better than this
For we see testimony of You in the sea
Your creation, all of nature
So with a sudden rush
We abandon our solitary perching place
And as we wash away the mourning dust
Immersed; we see Your face
6. Salute E Vita
Raise your glass high
And share with me in my joys and grievings
I toast to the mountains and valleys
To the future and the days gone by
I invite you in with good humor and levity
All I have is yours and I pray that you drink deeply
My cup has been emptied
So I may see what it tastes like to be free
Cause for so long this glass has owned me
Focused on the chalice rather than what it contained
So I gave all of worth to the needy and the rest to the sea
Then I looked around at all of the beautiful things that I had gained
What can a glass speak of its contents
And can it boast at its filling?
What else could it do but mutter a quiet thanks
So it is that I look forward to my spillings
For I am sure that such times are the only thing steadying my hands from their violent shaking
So with gladness in my heart and hope in my eyes
I drink to my fill of Your celebration wine
And as I pour glass after glass
I’ll lift it high
(I’ll lift You high)
And give a hearty toast to life
7. It's Really Not As Complicated As You're Making It Out To Be
I do dimly perceive that while everything around me is ever-changing, ever-dying there is, underlying all that change, a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves, and recreates.
That informing power or spirit is God, and since nothing else that I see merely through the senses can or will persist, He alone is.
And is this power benevolent or malevolent?
I see it as purely benevolent.
For I can see, that in the midst of death, Life persists, in the midst of untruth, Truth persists, in the midst of darkness, Light persists.
Hence I gather, that God is Life, Truth, Light, He is Love.
He is the supreme good.
But He is no god who merely satisfies the intellect, if He ever does.
God to be God must rule the heart and transform it.
He must express Himself in every smallest act of His votary.
It is proved not by extraneous evidence, but in the transformed conduct and character of those who have felt the real presence of God within.
To reject this evidence is to deny oneself.
This realization is preceded by an immovable faith.
He who would, in his own person, test the fact of God’s presence can do so by a living faith, and since faith itself cannot be proved by extraneous evidence, the safest course is to believe in… the law of Truth and Love.
Exercise of faith will be the safest where there is a clear determination summarily to reject all that is contrary to Truth and Love.
I confess that I have no argument to convince through reason, faith transcends reason.
All that I can advise is not to attempt the impossible.
[Mahatma Gandhi]
8. Humble Servant, Am I
Oh God, I can’t believe
All the places that I’ve been and all of those I’ve come to meet
Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard seed
For every hardship in my life
I’ll hold Your name and I’ll do just fine
All praise are Yours and none are mine
Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line
Yet play in perfect harmony
God whispers into some men’s ears,
Well He screams into mine
Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears
Nay, simply I’ll reply
Blessings so sweet and divine
None of which I do deserve
For only a humble servant am I
Lowly, I’ll wash Your feet
With the tears I’ve cried
Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs
Attests to Your overwhelming grace
Show us Your love
You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit
Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won
So You snatched me up into Your strong arms
And over Your shoulders, I was slung
Lord, You’ve given me the tools to live as Your own
Talent, drive, and the willingness to run
All praise are Yours and none are mine
Blessings so sweet and divine
None of which I do deserve
For only a humble servant, am I
Hope my humility can outlast my pride
9. This Room Is Alive
This room’s alive
Breathing
In this moment, each one of us is leaving
All of life’s worries and troubles far behind
Speaking in tongues
Sweating blood
Rapture
Some people search their entire lives for such a cure
Screaming silently inside
Past horrors plaguing their minds
This is our release
This is our violent plea
Hearts scarred and bandaged
Souls weathered and damaged
This is our release
Our violent plea
It’s time to burn the past
Take off our self-fabricated coping masks
We’ll let each other see who we really are
With our broken limbs and battle scars
Naked, all things stripped away
You’ll see we’ve all gone through similar pains
And like children, we count and play our hiding games
But we won’t come inside when Grace calls our name
Slaves to our guilt and shame
Pointing the finger at the one who was never really to blame
Ourselves
Reopen your wounds anew
And watch the broken come to stand by you
You don’t have to feel alone
Cause I know this place could feel like home
There is no need to run and hide
When your true family is standing by your side
10. We Will Never Be The Same
Let the Kingdom fall on this place
Those who have never felt Your love
Feel Your warm embrace
We will proclaim Your continuing creation
Made evident by our many reconciliations
The blind will see
The deaf will hear
Loving with every ounce of our being
We are made whole as we draw near
We will see Your purpose brought about on this earth
Men, made giants out of pain and dirt
Those of us brought up in broken homes
Don’t have to fear, we will be made whole
This world we used to view as broken
Is truly a masterpiece in progress
Set in motion by the Words that were spoken
We can choose to stay on the wayside
And watch others grow, while our spirits die
Or we can pick up our tools and chisel away at this life
Revealing a perfect plan
This world is not past redeeming
Creating perfection will take quiet patience
And a love that’s endearing
We will not stray
We will not tarry
And in the end, we’ll see all unbelief dead and buried
The blind will see
The deaf will hear
Loving with every ounce of our being
We are made whole as we draw near
No one will leave this room sick
Cause You are especially fond of All
And we have faith that You can do this
We have faith
11. If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out
There is such hope in the stories we’ve been told
Recounted endless times by the aging and old
Tales of peace, worship and holy places
Palaces adorned with gold and lofty terraces
But I’m always left with quiet dismay
Cause I’m told that some of those I love won’t be with me
So I’m left behind in an eternal place
Cause the ones who meant the most didn’t receive Your grace
They called it beautiful, but to me it holds nothing that is holy
I can only know what I’ve seen
And what I’ve seen is that You’ve made us clean
Given us the right to be anything we want to be
Why would You give me eyes to see and then deny me these?
Eternity is a lock found inside our hearts and You’ve handed Humanity the key
So I won’t be swayed by fantasies of unquenchable flames
Or some place of torment, the damned never to see Your face
We are all Your creation
You love us all the same
A Father doesn’t sit idly by while His children are maimed
I’ve seen true Grace
I promise you we will never feel the lick of those flames
Where Death is your glory?
Where Death is your sting?
For we are all children of the King
Every last one an eternal being
So I’ll reject your fear and hatred
For I bring Good News that will be for all nations!
I’ve seen wholeness in the broken
I’ve seen health in the sick
Why do we stifle the Word You’ve spoken?
If it kills me, I’ll tear these walls down brick by brick
I’ve seen hospitality in the homeless
I’ve seen Light in the darkness
And I’ve seen hope in the damned
So if all that has meant the most to me isn’t present after my last breath
Count me with the fallen sheep and send me to the depths
I still put on this album sometimes to remind myself of the first time I heard this album when I thought everything in my life was lost. It reminds me of that darkness I endured, and that I was able to find a way out of it.
I’m still struggling 😔
@@leandroantelo7154how are you doing ?
The best album imo
27:53 fucking hits me
2021 still listening
uno de mis álbumes favoritos de todos los tiempos. Es indescriptible el sentimiento que te transmiten cada una de las canciones y tiene el plus de que los descubrí en un momento donde no estaba del todo bien
AUN EN 2024 VISITO ESTE ALBUM PARA ABRIR UN POCO MIS HERIDAS Y RECORDAR DE DONDE VENGO... QUE LA HUMILDAD Y EL SER HUMANO NUNCA SE ME OLVIDE. SI LEES ESTO, ANIMO !! SI SE PUEDE 🕉️
2022 tour here i come 😈
This album
so good...
I would of loved to see this band worshiping and spreading the gospel of God.. there’s so much potential in their emotion. (Currently listening to 07. It’s really not as complicated as you’re making it out to be) just amazing. Best album hands down!
God is so much more than anyone can put into words.
I love the Jimmy Eat World Style guitar riffs they have.
Roy Belmont haha what
Exactly. What?
Sacredgeometry, wtf. Is he high?
Great music
Still rocking strong.
Thanks for save me!
lovely^-^
realmente ame este disco :'3 suena tan genial
Fucking love this album!
I got an ad for architects new album (9th November), awesome
HOLY HELL!!!!
Ein wirklich sehr gutes Album!
Stimmungsvoll und Abwechslungsreich... Einfach eine tolle Post-Hardcore Mucke :-)
Finden viele 14 jährige Mädchen sicher auch^^
Soeren Lund warum genau Mädels ? Jungs doch auch häää xD ?
Es ist so shön :) La Dispute ist auch sehr gut.
Soeren Lund ich habs mit 14/15 gehört und jetzt liebe ich BAAO immer noch und ich wüsste nicht was das Alter (oder sogar Geschlecht) bei Hardcore Bands zu bedeuten hat, wenn man sich der Musik verbunden fühlt 🤔 ist doch toll, wenn man schon früh zu tiefgründiger Musik neigt
Que buen álbum siempre vuelve a fin de año!!
läuft rauf und runna dat ding
Just find this on 2021
2021
me gusta
la japi
@@impactochiche2260 I Did not understand
can anybody tell me why this album costs sooo much on amazon? I can't buy it if it costs this much holy shit
I guess its because it is limited edition and they only released a few back then since the band wasnt that famous :)
The vinyl version is only 25$
Bella pasta col tonno
Because it’s literal gospel. It’s more than just music.
What would you call this? Never really checked them out before but this is pretty damn cool man. Definitely sounds like Metalcore but it has an emo/Post Hardcore vibe to it. Pretty cool stuff. Not really crazy about modern bands but this reminds me of Counterparts so thats very much a good thing.
Melodic Hardcore for most of the instrumentation and harsh vocals mixed with Emo in the clean melodic guitar picking and clean vocals, post-hardcore would probably best describe their sound overall, comparable to Defeater, Pianos second the Teeth, Archives, Listener (spoken word vox), Empire Empire I Was a Lonely Estate, State Faults etc,
as said above, a mix of spoken word + melodic hardcore
I feel UnderOath Influenced/vibes here.....
Impericon => BaaO, Heaven shall burn, Parkway drive
If capitalism ever created something good, (except the internet) this is it
Capitalism created the house you live in and the clothes you wear.
Doesn't mean that these things are good
Love this album. Always thought the lyrics were a little try-hard but it's good.
Is this easycore, or hardcore? Also can someone tell me the difference of the two? I am having a hard time identifying easycore, and hardcore.
I'd personally call it melodic hardcore?
This is melodic Hardcore. Easycore would be bands like chunk no captain chunk. Hardcore would be bands like Terror and Spite
Def melodic hardcore