.​.​.​After the Storm

by tattermask

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released November 11, 2011

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tattermask Charlotte, North Carolina

Sired by Classic Rock and Nu Metal ancestors, Tattermask of Charlotte, NC, commingles melodic relics of Ozzy Osbourne, Led Zeppelin, Boston, and Whitesnake with modern riffage akin to Disturbed, Alter Bridge, Evanescence, and Sevendust to forge a fresh, guitar-driven sound in the mire of mainstream active rock. ... more

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Track Name: Rage (album version)
You come around here with your ego too tight

Braggin' 'bout yourself with all your might

Don't [fuck] with me, or you'll start a fight

And you'll lose because you think you're right
But no one listens to you
You're just an imbecile

RAGE is all I offer you

DISDAIN for everything you do

with HATE you've inspired me

to SCREAM until it sets me free

You’re talkin’ [shit] ‘cause you think you're bad
But I know the truth, and it's just sad
If I call you out, ooh, it makes you mad
So blame it all on the life you've had

I try to talk to you…
But you don’t hear me
I try to talk to you…
But you’re not listening
I try to talk to you…
But you won’t HEAR ME
Track Name: Death of Me
Your games are a waste of time; why am I still here

When now I know you’re not what you pretend to be

I remember you weren’t there waiting for me

In my darkest of hours and you won’t see the end of me

In your castle I fall down to my knees

I surrender; forget all my pleas

I don’t care if it makes me ill

Give me what I need

My words are a waste of breath falling on deaf ears

It’s as if all I try are just feeble attempts to see

If I can free myself from all the fear

In my darkest of hours that you will be the death of me

In your castle I fall down to my knees

I surrender; forget all my pleas

I don’t care if it makes me ill

Give me what I need

Writhing and yearning my insides are burning

I’m trying to stay in control
I should be smarter but that makes it harder

To crawl out of this hole


Kick me… stone me… drown me

I don’t know how far I’ll go; will I soar or drown below?
Is there strength that I don’t see

Or, as I fear, will your hell be the death of me?

In your castle I fall down to my knees

I surrender; forget all my pleas

I don’t care if it makes me ill

Give me what I need