Current Thieves from Mistwoven by SUVERA
A plunge into Vela's frantic dealings, this track lays bare the cost of a past traded for glimpses of tomorrow. The churning bass refuses rest, a current dragging at foundations, while drums snap a relentless, almost predatory rhythm, embodying the sheer desperation of those riverbank exchanges. It’s meant to induce that gut-deep vertigo, the disorienting slide of self, because memory isn't just lost; it's *taken*. The structure itself, with its jarring, almost-ends, functions as a series of failed escapes, moments where the bargain unravels just before the next, heavier demand. That shared commitment to the track's inherent instability, that push-and-pull of what's held versus what's surrendered, truly anchors the piece. It forces a stark reckoning: some things, like consciousness itself, are as fluid and ungovernable as Mirith's darkest waters.
Tracklist
| 5. | Current Thieves | 3:53 |
Lyrics
Riverbank dealers with offers so sweet
Trade what you were for what you might see
Your childhood summers for one glimpse complete
Of where she's hiding in memory's sea
Current thieves waiting by water's edge
Making their bargains with desperate need
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Give them your past, they'll tell you what they know
Current thieves, current thieves
Taking what the river won't let you keep
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Trade your foundations for vertigo
Plait brokers circle with surgical precision
Each extracted moment leaves scars behind
They promise answers through memory's incision
But every trade leaves you harder to find
Fragments of self scattered like debris
In waters that never stop their grind
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Give them your past, they'll tell you what they know
Current thieves, current thieves
Taking what the river won't let you keep
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Trade your foundations for vertigo
What's left when the dealing is done?
What's left when the memories run?
Current thieves, current thieves
Stealing dreams beneath Mirith's sun
River keeps flowing, won't let you rest
Every bargain puts you to the test
Current thieves...
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Give them your past, they'll tell you what they know
Current thieves, current thieves
Taking what the river won't let you keep
Steal from the current, steal from the flow
Nothing left but the undertow
Current thieves, current thieves
In the flow, in the flow
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Shadowy rhythms and velvet vocals guide you through neon-drenched alleyways where memory bleeds into myth. SUVERA's post-punk hymns for the lost souls hunting connection in the midnight hours. Feral elegance for the beautifully damned.