Modern Day Monsters

by Torches To Triggers

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The second full length album from Torches To Triggers.

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released 30 April 2014

Recorded at: Echo Base Studio, Calgary Alberta with Casey Lewis
Produced by: Corey Tapp, Phil Schumacher, Casey Lewis
Mix and Mastered: Studio73 with Riccardo Pasini (Paso)
Album art by: Decay clothing (Juan De Lange)

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Torches To Triggers Calgary, Alberta

Torches to Triggers (TTT) formed in late 2011 with the goals to collaborate multiple styles of music
surrounding the melodic and hardcore punk genres. The lineup is currently comprised of Corey Tapp, Kyle Wilson, Justin Stilwell, Phil Schumacher and Chris Kreuger. ... more

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Track Name: Home Sweet Home
Home sweet home.
I try to forget you and despite the years between I dream of home sweet home.
Imprinted connections all I know is you’ll always feel like home.
If every photo is lost in time, the perfect picture is in mind.
Tell me am I dreaming? Nightmares are waiting.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cause I rest safely.
The memories calling…
The sun is shining and the grass is green. I’m running to you. It’s harmony.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cold winds are howling.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cause I’m with you in hiding.
You’re where the heart is. There’s nothing like it. You set the stage for the play by which my life is lived. Someday I will move but these are my roots. I close my eyes and I’m back to where I once stood.
Tell me am I dreaming?
Familiar walls, echo in the halls, the memories calling of home sweet home
Track Name: The Perfect Hero
I’m built for double dealing. Got a game for every face.
Watch as I wave about two red hands with style and grace.
I’m bribing honesty. I’m a creature of deceit.
Victory is reserved for those of us that cheat.
The truth is fading but I’ll live to tell whatever the fuck I want. This world can burn in hell.
The truth is fading and your tombstone reads absolutely nothing. I made sure it was debris.
Every evil bastard child I spawn will know I’m the perfect hero.
The battlefields are strewn with bygone causes and brand new myths.
The truth is fading. Not a soul will tell. Blue lips are sealed, buried without a bell.
The truth is fading. The books will read absolute deception, depicted by yours truly.
“Rather than love, than money, than fame…” you’re given words.
Nothing but words of a perfect hero.
Track Name: Air Up There
Keep pretending that it’s perfect when all signs say it ain’t working.
Another day is a mess to wake up to.
I’m looking over the edge. Is it worth it?
I’m standing up on the edge. Is it worth it?
The crowd is gathering now. Is it worth it?
I wonder if you can see me now. I see you a long ways down.
Up here I feel possibility. I have to ask myself if you’re the only one or just another one?
I’ll wash away from the surfaced paved. Then down the drain.
Keep pretending that it’s perfect when we both know it ain’t working.
Another day is a curse to wake up to.
My toes are gripping the edge. Is it worth it?
My arms are up in the air. Is it worth it?
The crowd is holding their breath. Is it worth it?
Track Name: Dracula's Handy
I gotta say, that I thought getting hitched would be the greatest thing for us.
I don’t know now if you’re out sucking brains or what, but you’ve lost my trust.
Did my ball mould make your love run cold?
The ghouls all say walking out on me. Zombaby please.
Tell me where could you go when you walk this slow?
The graveyard boys are checking your old meat.
You’re not for me. This hurts me, but you’re not for me.
Let’s take a break from the same breakfast of rotten sausage and hairy puss.
I should go get some release with a wicked witchy slut and have a good time.
I can’t wait to clear my mind, whatever’s left of mine.
The bitches are howling out for me. Zombaby please.
All of hell knows I’m not your average Joe.
So sign by the cross bones and now you’re free. Free from me my divorcee. Now you’re free.
Go give Dracula a handy.
You had my heart. It didn’t beat, but it never cheat.
Let the afterlife find you happy no misery.
May you rest in peace with somebody.
You never had much of a memory.
So forget me my zombaby, my divorcee. But you’re not for me
Track Name: Black Eyes
I’m going to take up a part of every single day.
Stimulating your senses til I get my way.
You’ve got no escape.
I’ve got you into the mood. Cigarettes, drugs and booze.
You set the pedals to cruise. I know you like the abuse.
I’ve gotten better and I’ve gotten bad and I’m not looking back
Neck hairs are straight out. The blood is rushing in.
Into the black of your eyes I am projecting sin.
Why would I warn you when it’s like you wanna get used.
I’ll make it feel like you choose but I’m making all the right moves.
I know you like the abuse.
I’m taking you. Don’t try to refuse. There’s no looking back.
Track Name: Under The Gun
Spread it on a little more I’m about to break. Getting under my skin.
How much for the demands to subside besides everything?
I give you all of my time
I give you all til I shake
I give you blood sweat and tears
Give me a fucking break
The only thing remaining, hanging by a thread, is the only thing preventing, me from losing my head.
Track Name: Clay Minds
Is anybody listening? Cause this ain’t the same old sound.
Master taught you well sensei, but he forgot to say that fighting is not the way to achieve peace.
It’s just a game implied to divide humankind so they win.
Watch the right while the left does the wrong and they win.
It’s a trick and it’s basic, but it’s good so they call it a tactic.
Aren’t you sick of the antics? Could this song break through all the static?
Stop seeing colours, greys, blacks, and whites. Stop praying so hard to empty skies.
Stop wishing for things that you can buy. Stop being mindless. Start seeing life.
Is anybody thinking? Cause we’ve never been ancient.
This earth will wipe us out with ease like so many times before.
So fighting is not the way for us to be. It’s our demise.
Track Name: Necro Love
It was a bright and sunny day. Out on a beach hammock I lay.
Casting my troubles out to sea, I fell asleep a human being…
You say it’s wrong, but inside my head she’s more attractive now that she’s dead!
The morgue has banned me cause I can’t resist. So many bodies, so many hotties.
She’s got the whitest skin. She’s got a perma-grin.
She don’t talk back no matter what I say or do. Could this necro-love be true?
It was a dark and stormy night when I woke up she’s out of sight.
Heart broken, looked to sea and sighed. My beard smells like formaldehyde!
You say it’s wrong, but to me she’s like the sleeping beauty mixed with snow white.
Track Name: Silent Summer
Hello? Hello. I’ve got some bad news. Are you sitting cause you might not handle this? I hate to be the one to tell you this… Take a deep breath. I’ll just say it. Your best friend’s dead. How are you feeling? I’d hate to be in your shoes right now.
Better believe it. Welcome to a silent summer. Better believe it. That’s life.
No, I don’t know answers and reasons why the story unfolds the way it does. I know I won’t stop giving this all I got. It’s for me, for you, always in memory of…
Wake up! Wake up! The phones ringing. It’s late at night but I need you to answer this. I hate to be alone on the line. No I can’t stop stuttering. Your Dads heart it just stopped beating. I hate to be in this world right now.
Better believe it. Welcome to a silent summer. Better believe it. That’s life.
No, I don’t know answers and reasons why the story unfolds the way it does.
Until my body is cold, I find it hard to let go. I just can’t let go.
Track Name: Expect Revolution
It’s not obviously a gift but it’s another brand new day.
If I had but a few last words, I would not know what to say.
So after all these years, why am I standing here?
I’ve always hated rock stars talking about who they are.
Do people come to the bar expecting revolution and life changing solutions?
This crowd wants entertaining not intellect and dreaming.
It’s god damn embarrassing to share a stage with some of them.
It’s god damn disappointing that people even let them in.
There’s two girls out there believing.
They remind me of the reasons that I have pushed this so far, and sucked it up with the stars.
So people come to bar expecting revolution and life changing solutions.
This crowd can be engaged in some intellect and dreaming.
Track Name: Small Town
Bring your guitar to the end of the street. Let’s hear you scream on a double kick beat.
I think my dad said he’d let us jam. Let’s write some songs and we’ll start up a band.
There’s a place downtown we can call. I know they got a stage if we’re ready to do a show.
Tell your friends. Let them know what it’s all about. Hope they get off their ass and check us out.
We’re gonna turn it up loud tonight. Let’s do this right!
The local punks provide it. They know how I like it. Small town rock and roll.
You got to live by it cause you know you can’t buy this small town rock and roll.
I got zits and I got no charm, still there’s a girl hanging under my arm.
Nobody knows where she has been. My mom says she’s a waste of skin.
There’s a band in town we can call. I know they’re pretty good if we’re ready to do a show.
Tell your friends. Let them know what it’s all about. Hope they get off their ass and check us out.
We’re gonna tear the place down tonight! So hit the lights!
Track Name: Pillars
Do you know the prevailing cosmological model that describes the early development of the Universe?
It’s built upon many scientifically proven theories.
Even if you can’t wrap your mind around it all, better to try and fail than not try at all.
When I look up to the spaces in between the stars and galaxies I understand what it means…
13.798 billion years ago time began because the changes were measureable.
Historically impossibilities have only ever been temporary things.
We say we can’t but in due time we say we can cause someone tried. Because that someone wasn’t satisfied with the answers God provides.
We need let our questions thrive and look up to the spaces in between the stars and galaxies.
I understand what it means:
That there’s an end.
That there’s an edge.
Where time begins and energy starts marking history.