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Deceits - A Burial of Dreams

Deceits
A Burial of Dreams

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Ushering in October, ‘A Burial of Dreams’ is the title track from the forthcoming debut album from Deceits. It’s a moody track with a hook in the ‘just bury, just just bury me’ line.

The intro features a bass guitar line and a lead guitar, with just a hint of synth to accompany it. Morose lyrics are given an escalated range as things progress to the final cries of the chorus. It’s a definite mood, atmospheric and wildly cathartic.

It’s the different lead guitar and vocal delivery that provides the distinction between the different parts of the song. Rather than switching between verse, pre-chorus, and chorus, it just ascends upwards and then falls away to repeat the process again. It makes the song sound positively plaintive.

Along with ‘Drowning in an Empty Sea’ and ‘Every Promise’, the album is shaping up to be a Goth delight.

Listen to Deceits – ‘A Burial of Dreams’.

A Burial of Dreams Lyrics

Just bury me, along with the voices I try to hide
As I seek to find peace to be sound mind
Buried between, past choices that stuck to my present life
To rest peacefully would be divine

If I could wish it all away
If I could wish this all away
Believe when I say that I really tried
All that I could to heal inside
To not have to wish it away

I’ll find my comfort in closed eyes
I’ll find my comfort in closed eyes
Wishful thinking again, on this cursed night

I would have done things differently
Ensure this pain would go away
I would have put my faith in you
But now it’s late, I fear the truth
So just bury, just just bury me
So just bury, just just bury me
So just bury, just just bury me
With all those wasted memories

Those ominous words, they clench my throat
The more I hear, the less I can cope
Wish I could speak to you tonight
Confide in you a final time
Wishful thinking again, on this cursed night

If I could wish it all away
If I could wish this all away
Believe when I say that I really tried
All that I could to heal inside
To not have to wish it away

I’ll find my comfort in closed eyes
I’ll find my comfort in closed eyes
Wishful thinking again, on this cursed night

I would have done things differently
Ensure this pain would go away
I would have put my faith in you
But now it’s late, I fear the truth
So just bury, just just bury me
So just bury, just just bury me
So just bury, just just bury me
With all those wasted memories

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Steve Fenton writes in our music, words, and culture categories. He was Editor in Chief for The Mag and covered live music for DV8 Magazine and Spill Magazine. He was often found in venues throughout the UK alongside ace-photographer, Mark Holloway. Steve is also a technical writer and programmer and writes gothic fiction. Steve studied Psychology at OSC, and Anarchy in the UK: A History of Punk from 1976-1978 at the University of Reading.
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