Tzarina - Borrowed Time

The flagship single from Brooklyn based post-hardcore outfit, Tzarina.

"No time
Open the door
Killers dance
a bloodless floor
Seasons are a lost cause
Waters breach without pause

He sits still
In this old chair
He sits still
Threads the needle with care
lay back, old man
Lay down, clear your hand

Its piercing
fits, hollowed voicing
Ticking worlds push the volume down
Faces drawn from enduring hounds
Yet I try, deceiving
Come along, Here the blood-let begin
Its now or never the boy will surely die
He’ll surely die

With our bellies full
It’s all we can hope for
It will not come true
Oh
And the head dress gone
Bend the will in you
carve the nose with stone
bite through teething glass
We still have more to do

All we want is the wind
Carry us up toward the the sail
Though we take overhead
promise to share the all spoil

Here us
See us
The snow is heavier than before
Cold hair
The roof caves
home made whole from the hole in the wall
These notes mean nothing
This song no different than before
so bite your tongue
Wait in line for the next one

Cant
Count the days
Count all the ways

With our bellies full
Is this our
this cannot come true
Oh
And the head dress gone
Bend the will in you
carve the nose with stone
bite through teething glass
We still have more to do

All we want is the wind
Carrying toward the the sail
Though we take overhead
promise to share the all spoils

Take it, all from their plates
Take it, all off their mind
Take it, all of the hate
Take it, all of their time"

Tzarina is:
-Craig William (vocals, guitar)
-Michael Forsyth (bass, vocals)
-Mark Ayesh (guitar, vocals)
-Robert Scott Abrams (drums, percussion)

Cinemtography and Direction by Tom Flynn
Mixed and Mastered by Nick Bellmore