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Beg

from Ink by Apres Pompeii

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Bitterness rose in you like oil in water. Your blood to the sky, you said; your son to the slaughter. But you ain’t no Abraham and he is not Isaac. This ain’t your god’s demand, no, you made your own altar. Tell me what has he done to you, tell me what are his crimes. He’s just a fucking child I say with tears in my eyes. Well, what have you done for him? Where was your guidance? You say he is old enough, well, I say you’re not so wise. But I will beg for you to come around. I’ve been watching you tear at him for far too long. He’s just a tattered rag by now you’re dragging along. How did he get this way? Just look at your hands. You’re picking his stitches out, you’re leaving a trail and I will beg for you to come around. Father, father, I am begging you and I will beg for you to come around.

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from Ink, released August 5, 2014

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Apres Pompeii Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Always forward, that is the mantra.
Apres Pompeii is currently entering a new era. Gospels is an ongoing project that will take form over the whole of 2013. With a full length album and seven EPs planned for the year, the path to its completion will undoubtedly be long and toilsome. This project’s focus is on the internal struggles and relationships that inform the way we interact with the world. ... more

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