Demo 2014

by Lost Limbs

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2 track demo 2014. 100 x numbered CDRs in four colours available free/ for donations at gigs or by getting in touch at

Full album to follow early 2015.


released October 9, 2014

Recorded over two nights in August 2014 with Nick Lawrie at 45- A- Side Recordings in Glasgow.

Artwork by Mark Rennie.



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Lost Limbs Glasgow, UK

DIY indie/ screamo band from Glasgow, Scotland. Phil, Ewan and Bobby play bass, drums, guitar and do vocals.

2 track demo out Sep/ Oct 2014, free/ donations/ pay what you want online or ltd run of 100 CDRS.

Album to follow late 2014/ early 2015 on vinyl and in digital format.
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Track Name: Calm at the Cusp
Wear away this weathered stone
Let these rocks corrode; embrace the waiting sea
Lash upon this battered coast
This body falls onto the rocks below

Never to reach your only goal, but to repeat the glorious failure of old
The near- misses were never consoled with your life spurned, lost, traded and sold.
The cruelty of this sacrifice is meaningless and of no consequence;
Envy is the catalyst and the spark, for this ignorance and stark

You stare down the mountain and wonder who has gone
You look on to the foothills and try to scramble on
You stare down the mountain and think of what you've lost
You cling to the cliff face but dream of letting go
Track Name: Retrouvailles
To the errant ways we were, bid farewell now or live to bear
A chance reunion, a setting known; a warmth familiar and close to home.

Stumbling down an empty road; never seen, never found, never known.
That's not us lying in the ditches, unsure who the enemy is.
Stumbling down an empty road; never seen, never found, never known.
That's not us rotting in the ditches, unsure who the enemy is.

A lifetime of remorse; a legacy that you'll never own.
Old bitterness corrodes; as your ideals you sink, and you drown.

Still ours to reclaim; those dreams we cast away
Our hands rejoined, we summed the strength that we might part these sands
Be the never- erring sail, although my anchor often fails
Through the cruel, the cold, the dark we disappear but still avail.