Assurance - "From Ruin" (Official Music Video) | BVTV Music
Introducing: Assurance from Midlands, UK. Watch the official music video for the band’s brand new single “From Ruin” exclusively on BVTV Music!
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Music Written by Joe Hammond of Assurance and Cuba Stanley of Shiba Dog Studios
Music Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Cuba Stanley of Shiba Dog Studios
Videography, Animation and Editing by Tiltshift Visual
Assurance proudly use:
Shure | Vocalzone | Kiesel Guitars | Stringjoy Guitar Strings
Neural DSP | Natal Drums | Zildjian | Los Cabos Drumsticks
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Lyrics:
The splendour of my sanctum
Has crumbled in the ceaseless rain.
My bones exposed in a broken kingdom
Through it all, this rift remains.
Glass panes which once felt sunlight
Are vacant now the dawn has died.
Rebuilding through the dark dusk despite
Missing parts that I couldn’t find.
To rebuild from ruin
Is to live a life worth living.
To construct a new beginning
Is to find purpose in being.
Would our mortality
Be so precious
If we had no end?
Would solidarity
Ever bless us
If we had no end?
The burdens of tomorrow
Will fade like time in an hourglass.
No longer paralysed by sorrow
This open rift will come to pass.
Gods that once looked down on me
Are vacant now the day has broken.
I rebuilt through the dark dusk despite
Missing parts, my heart wide open.
If time truly waits for no man,
On hallowed ground I cannot stay.
For life is fleeting, fragile and fortuitous,
It hurts, it breaks, it swells with pain.
For life is fleeting, fragile and fortuitous,
It hurts, it breaks, it swells with pain.
For life is fleeting, fragile and fortuitous
And I refuse to live a lie.
Would our mortality
Be so precious
If we had no end?
Would solidarity
Ever bless us
If we had no end?