Primary: Alex Chapman
Guitars written and performed by Alex Chapman and Nick LaSalle
Drums written and performed by Dylan Walker
Lyrics written and performed by James Owen
Bass written and performed by Arran McSporran

Drums engineered by Zack Ohren at Sharkbite Studios, Oakland, CA
Vocals engineered by Rick Titus
Mixed and mastered by Zack Ohren

Lyrics

Sight - blessed - roaming - being 
What is this gift
An empty rift
A skill unobtained

To see the true nature ruling we must obey 
A sphere unkept we were not meant to lay 
As dry land dissipates as quickly as faith
Our place of origin was not to be obtained

Searching for the lost

 Were we left here or forgotten 
Must anticipate or participate
Knowing all the answers 
Only just to end up late
 Must anticipate or participate
Knowing this meaningless existence
Is what we all call fate

Those who claim to see
They are all liars 
We’ve been left here
Asleep in the mire

I - can - only - dream 
Awake to see
A floating rock
Enveloped by sea

To wait for death and my last breath make it so
 I'm not equipped the page is ripped eradicate
Repenting to a God i’ve never known
 Religion is an arrowhead to penetrate our soul

Searching for the lost

 Were we left here or forgotten 
Must anticipate or participate
Knowing all the answers
 Only just to end up late 
Must anticipate or participate
Knowing this meaningless existence
Is what we all call fate

 Tortured souls 
Soon to burn 
Sun has set
Into the Earth
Shot through the wall
Headed for rebirth 
The scum we were 
No longer known

Those who claim to see
They are all liars
We’ve been left here
Asleep in the mire