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Abyss of Eternity

by Chris Holland & Material Panic

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1.
It's been a bad day but a worse year Nothing they say has been clear Isolation can't escape it I'm drowning in my own bullshit It never ends Around the bends When you cut ties from lullabies The world sees through your disguise Isolation controls me Take me away eternity Goodbye friends This is how it ends
2.
We’re sat adjacent drinking the finest chardonnay Everybody is eating 10 plates of the buffet The candlelight is blinding as the sun comes to an end We all hold hands cause here right now we’re everybody’s friends Outside the sky is purple as the people run and hide As Prince plays out the speakers, we all dance like 99 We’ll make the most of every second that we have left alive Where most of us are cowering, we feel the need to thrive We won’t give up Until we’re struck I could have been An astronaut, a king or a queen But all of it is meaningless, humanity is leaving us No time for dreams This final moment’s all we have, the life we led was less than half Let’s stare down the last moonbeam The sounds we’re trying to block out override the fun The people screaming “oh my god, here comes the sun” The weight of everything is finally coming to ahead And if we do not make the most of this, in the afterlife we’ll dread We won’t give up Until we’re struck I could have been An astronaut, a king or a queen But all of it is meaningless, humanity is leaving us No time for dreams This final moment’s all we have, the life we led was less than half Let’s stare down the last moonbeam I could have been An astronaut, a king or a queen But all of it is meaningless, humanity is leaving us No time for dreams This final moment’s all we have, the life we led was less than half Let’s stare down the last moonbeam
3.
There’s blood in my mouth as I’m biding my time Can’t figure it out have I passed my prime I don’t know, where to go, will the visions start to flow The pressure is hard and it’s making me weak Nothing I do is subtle or unique Is this it? I admit, I’ve bit the bullet And I see all these faces I can’t dream I’m coming apart at the seams I feel all these feelings I can’t express But my brain is causing absentness The dreamers are dead, and the money is bare I won’t sell out from this road to nowhere No, I won’t go, too much respect in my soul The walls surrounding all cave in How in the hell am I going to win? I don’t know, vertigo, release me down below And I see all these faces I can’t dream I’m coming apart at the seams Theme park rides have never been my kind of thing But I go up and down on every ride And I don’t how to get my angel’s wings Cause if I do success will pass me by And I don’t where the visionaries have gone Will I see them past the dawn? Should I sell my soul to the ones in control The decision-making bastards who control the bankroll Should I coast by on making mediocrity? And pretend I’ve done any of it modestly? Should I throw away any moral compass I have To accept corrupt wagers offering less than half Should I buy myself a house at the top of the hills And never worry about any of my bills Should I get married to a model who doesn’t care who I am Cause I fly her in my private jet to Amsterdam Should I fix everything in post and never show up on time Cause I spent the last week doing too many lines Should I sleep with anyone who wants to get a part Lie to everyone that I can give them a start Become expendable to every single person who hires me Saying yes to every question is always the key Become a corporate shell ran by the machine Not see any of my visions on the screen Then I overdose at 50 and I never wake up The obituaries call me just a bigoted yup Do I give up the dream and let it wither and die? Or do I stick to the morals that we should abide by
4.
I dreamt of you under flashing lights I was struggling to get by You had everything that made you feel alive And I was waiting to be revived And as the glamour went to your head I was begging for the same instead The stars in your eyes were the reason you died Cause they cut you every time you cried You weren’t careful what you wished for You were killed by the ones whom adored The boulevard reduced to rust Covered in bloody stardust But I still lived in your shadow I tried to set my world aglow I want to float to the top I want my head to never drop I dreamt of you with red lipstick on In a case designed by Louis Vuitton While I laid in a t shirt too tight That blood was staining the white Did mysticism turn to dust The second you were on the cusp And in the lights where you were blinded? Did you realise you were small-minded? You weren’t careful what you wished for You were killed by the ones whom adored The boulevard reduced to rust Covered in bloody stardust But I still lived in your shadow I tried to set my world aglow I want to float to the top I want my head to never drop I’ll be careful what I wish for Put a wall around whom I adore The boulevard was all made up The pin up queens don’t give a fuck I’m gonna cast my own shadow And set the whole world aglow I’m on the top of the world Time for my ego to unfurl
5.
I’m dreaming of our future plans On rocket ships we’re holding hands I’m trying to level out the world Because it’s way too furled Float away into the peaceful abyss of eternity Where it’s only you and me and all the things that we can’t see I’ll make the stars spell out your name And I’ll brush off all your shame There’s no reasons left to blame We will win every game Every night we set in stone Where we both laid there alone And with the tempting of fate I carried all the weight If you can’t stay till December I will hold all your embers In a jar inside my broken heart It’s the only thing that makes me start And when you’re lost in deepest space I promise you I’ll win the race And I’ll never let you go Discover pleasures left unknown And think of every way this has grown And how I’d take you to the moon In a big hot air balloon And if we burn up in the sun At least we’ll both have someone My hands are callused lacking cures But they always be holding yours If you can’t stay till December I will hold all your embers In a jar inside my broken heart It’s the only thing that makes me start And when you’re lost in deepest space I promise you I’ll win the race And I’ll never let you go
6.
Your Name 04:06
Is there anybody listening To the thunders roaring out a warning Now, start to wonder how The grass no longer smells like freedom Nobody loves in the garden of Eden The fires burn everything down Saturday’s sun is not quite rising The tunnel’s light is mesmerising Head down the stream Let it be or let it linger Replace them all with dead ringers End the dream Big or small it’s all the same They won’t remember your name The hard rain and the wind are crashing All the lightning strikes are flashing Everybody run for cover And wait there for the endless summer The ash and dust are falling down And covering every town It’s black and white like an old movie And no-one likes the sullen beauty History will be forgotten Just drawings in a book of caution Like hieroglyphic sketchings Everything is disconnected The information’s been collected But it’s been neglected Everyone and no one’s to blame When they do not know our names The tambourines have all been put down Now no one that listens are around We cannot hear a sound And it’s falling, falling, falling to the ground Live the life that we’ve been given No one will be forgiven When the books are written Say your name and say it proud Turn the voices into a cloud Everyone’s allowed Everybody is the same No matter your name
7.
Like drawing blood from a stone The world is getting overblown The crippling of the unknown The world will turn into the zone There’s no way I can tell you It’s all uphill from here Although it’s not a perfect view And nothing’s really clear And though the constant tension could be cut down by a knife I cannot stay up with you, I cannot save your life Every song becomes dissonant And the colours fade from the innocent Days and days will pass, and it’ll be the same And for the wasted time nobody is to blame When the lights go down on everything And darkness is to stay The memories of every fling Will haunt you every day The pain will only worsen if you hold onto the knife I’m sorry I can’t help you, I cannot save your life Frustration is a catalyst for every tiny scar The pain will end eventually, even if that sounds bizarre And if the words I’m speaking seem constantly rife It’s everything I have, I’m trying to save your life Breathe in, I promise you you’re gonna win Don’t put your hope in wishing upon a star Breathe out, shed your brain of all the doubt Remind yourself everyday who you are Life may seem like a losing game But everyone feels the same Our restless souls won’t fade away If you hold onto it everyday It’s not your fault the world around you constantly is mad Or that the dreams in which you end it all are the best you’ve ever had There’s light inside the tunnel if you crawl through the strife Hold on now for everyone, we’ll try to save your life
8.
The talk of the town Ain’t nobody’s clown With the flick of his wrist he shoots the competition down Suave and cool Ain’t nobody’s fool He was top of the world while you were still in primary school But every star goes out And now he’s filled with doubt Cause he cannot figure out what his life’s about He self-medicates Lowers his rates Becomes a has-been stuck in dire straits Deep down we’re all a bit like him We’re human beings with broken limbs His head is as fragile as everyone else Now he’s a closed book put upon the highest shelf No one can believe he was the hottest thing Now he’s forgotten when he was the king He’s proof you can still fall from the highest heights When you let yourself get consumed by heavy nights A talk show ghost Eclipsed by the host He clings to anything that he can boast He lost his dreams Broken at the seams Now he’s living through the darkest scenes But every star goes out And now he’s filled with doubt Cause he cannot figure out what his life’s about He self-medicates Lowers his rates Becomes a has-been stuck in dire straits Deep down we’re all a bit like him We’re human beings with broken limbs His head is as fragile as everyone else Now he’s a closed book put upon the highest shelf No one can believe he was the hottest thing Now he’s forgotten when he was the king He’s proof you can still fall from the highest heights When you let yourself get consumed by heavy nights
9.
Pacifist 04:14
Do you dance with the devil just to crack a smile? Do you spit in the face of the newest style? When everything’s wrong, do you start to believe? In all the apocalyptic reveries Do you scar yourself with pretty pictures? And tattoo your skin with bloody razors Do you set yourself alight just to feel a spark? Cause you’re sick of hiding out underneath the dark No one really knows how you ended up here In the centre of the earth from where you disappeared And although your truth seems hard to believe We’re all in awe of how we were so naïve And the grass dies from every step you take And the people scream from the moves you make And the clocks all stop when you make the time To show every single ladder that you had to climb You smash the glass and suddenly everyone stops You speak your mouth and suddenly everyone drops You raise your fist so passionate You’re quite the little pacifist The authorities are trying to run you down Cause they hate seeing you get around The moments missed, flick of the wrist They’re wiped out by the pacifist Two fingers in the air brings us to our knees Everything you wish for is to quickly appease The war mongers and the beating heart stoppers Blasting Valkyrie sounds from their sharp choppers Rifles and flowers in the devil’s hour Ringing the bell of every clock tower To make love and spread peace to every soul And send every bad weapon into a black hole You smash the glass and suddenly everyone stops You speak your mouth and suddenly everyone drops You raise your fist so passionate You’re quite the little pacifist The authorities are trying to run you down Cause they hate seeing you get around The moments missed, flick of the wrist They’re wiped out by the pacifist
10.
When the lights go down on your mind And you don’t know what you’ll find When the bruises all go black There’s nowhere to go back As you float around the skies Are you wearing your disguise? I wait for you to come home But I’ll sit here all alone The comedown is what you’ll find Is the hardest part of dealing with your mind When I’m scared you’ve left me behind To take that final leap for mankind If your memories cannot wait Cause they carry too much weight I am right there by your side We can take the pain in stride The comedown is what you’ll find Is the hardest part of dealing with your mind When I’m scared you’ve left me behind To take that final leap for mankind Deep space is emptier than the night sky But that’s no reason for you to cry And though it may seem that I’m far, far away I promise you I’ll be there before the sun go grey

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This is an album about actions. How our actions have consequences that can affect those around us, society and the state of the world. Each song presents an observation on humanity from the past, present and future and how our actions will change the paths we all take and the course of the world.

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released August 6, 2021

Chris Holland - vocals, guitar, production, mixing, other shit

Material Panic are:
Johnnio Derson - guitar
Micha Gramurph - guitar/synth
Baria Wriver - bass
Anen Phingte - drums

Other personnel:
Nathanael Osman - backing vocals (track 5), lead vocals (track 12)
Lucy Clyne - lead vocals (track 12)
Kat Rashid - lead vocals (track 12)
Darcie Couch - artwork

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Chris Holland Portsmouth, UK

Portsmouth based singer/songwriter Chris Holland consistently subverts expectations and blends a vast array of genres and sounds together including Indie Rock, Folk, Pop, Synthpop and Emo.
His new album 'Abyss of Eternity' sees him working with the elusive virtual band 'Material Panic' looking to warn the world of the societal/economical dangers we pose to ourselves.
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