by Bed Of Wasps

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"Plagued"/"Heartless" is the new release from Dundee's blackened hardcore punks Bed Of Wasps and features the band's first two self-released EPs in one volume.


released December 3, 2016

Bed Of Wasps are;

Thomas Brady
Ryan Page
Christopher Potter
Martin Robison
Darren Smith

All music written and performed by Bed Of Wasps.
All lyrics written by Christopher Potter.

Recorded and mixed by Ross Middlemiss.
Artwork by Mark Grossi.

The "Plagued"/"Heartless" CDEP was released at Book Yer Ane Fest X in Dundee, Scotland on Saturday 3rd December 2016.


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Track Name: Plagued
Plagued by demons, forcing me to relive each moment, and every thought, every day.
Track Name: Falling
In moments of frustration I confess my guilt. You barely hear the words, I can barely speak the words now. Every word I say and every word I don't, are lies to myself. I made no oaths, I see the cowardice. I fear the person that I still am, will I always decay in this spoiled dream of youth, will I ever pull myself from this place? An unbearable sickness of weight and dread, a lack of direction and wilfulness. The failings that I bare, the failings I abhor, the failings that no longer sear, the failings that have scarred. I will always be a selfish child, who knows nothing of the man I thought I would be. Today I realised that far from buried, this has festered and lays bare. I wish I had swallowed the words unspoken.
Track Name: Birthright
The world opens it eyes and realises the mistakes that it has made, we have all made, we continue to make. Our world will always suffer with contagious and dangerous ideas. Drowned in mislead thought. The heavens hold no answers, we are our own doomed creation. There is no solace to be sought, from above or below. There is no solace to be found within ourselves. We could have never known the consequences, we are flawed, this is our birthright. For all those screaming protests that bleed our pain, for all those selfless souls who have lived in vain. The world opens it eyes and realises the mistakes, we have all made.
Track Name: Divine
I stare at my hands, I wonder how, I ended up so jaded? I smile at my reflection, bolstered by my only conviction. Your prophetic writ, those inspired words, are wrought with threat, suppress our worth. I cannot seek hope from empty words. I do not fear judgement. There is no road to divine life. Never in the lightest corners of our world. We are nothing but the begging children, lost between faith and fear. I fear for this world and our mislead ways. Structures that define us, will end us. I take hope in knowing we're transient and there will be nothing, nothing left to fear. We know the consequences. We’ll rush the axe. Our transgressions will be our headstone, there’s no divine that can save us now.
Track Name: Enough
Just another unwanted sentiment to hold onto. I cannot pretend to understand this world, flawed and broken, devoid and hopeless. Trapped in this shared illusion, striving to thrive; obey in accordance. Suffering, the torment, the misery, that surrounds us. Insecurity, pacify us, please just let me rot. There is nothing but skin and bone, written on each, a disguise, not intended nor accidental. We are nothing more than the victim of evolution, forced to subdue, the dissonance. There is no alternate ending, we do not live for greater reward. We distrust and fear each other, in a failing construct of humanity. If this is everything we have, it's not enough
Track Name: Burden
Will I ever learn to burden the weight, of every thought and past mistake? I choke back bile. There is no innocence or apology. Just lies, stacked upon lies, stacked upon lies. Just lies, stacked upon lies, stacked upon lies. My life casts long barbed shadows, that catch upon everyone and everything… I’ve ever loved, I ever touch, it’s not enough to just give in. These are the remains of lost causes and forgotten fights, disgraced and disheartened. In unwanted and too familiar memories I am the poison destroying everything… I’ve ever loved, I ever touch, it’s not enough to, just give in and stop. I just give in and stop.
Track Name: Collapse
Buried in weight and confusion. Pretence has fallen; plunging and shattered apart. Repeat, repeat, the same question, each word, dripping with desperation. The pressure builds, the pressure builds. The foundations, collapse and rebuild, they collapse and rebuild. Cornered in infinite, introspect. Fear, fear is taking hold. Unaware of the prison I've built for myself. Unseen and unknown. My trembling words are reaching out, through crushing bars. The pressure builds, the pressure builds, the foundations collapse and rebuild, they collapse and rebuild. Cornered in infinite, introspect. They collapse. There is nothing left, of who I was, or who I am, collapsing, collapsing. This is my collapse, rebuild from nothing.
Track Name: Heartless
This is for the man who smiles with assurance. No hint of feigned composure. He breathes the same stale air and breathless cold, I level my distrust. In they way he lacks concern, for himself or growing old, is this just delusion? Bred of restlessness and fear? This is resentment of every insecurity. Longing seems to drive us all, the unfulfilled grasping for something more. Helpless desperation, curse us all. Endless spiral of doubts upon doubts. Selfish deconstruction, are you all my own? Descending inward within myself. Blood runs thick but it runs through us all. Are you heartless? Aren't we all? I am heartless.

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