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He Would Have Given Us Wings

by TijaD

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1.
Silent Words 06:06
The worms residing in the ground outweigh the cows that graze above; waving grass outlines their world. They’re like the people living in this town with small and sunken eyes beneath their hats and scarfs. It is better to be blinded by the light of day than to stay crawling in the earth you either surface or choke in the rain. A small tallow candle lights up the room. I reach inside my bag. It’s an old illustrated but partly burned book, that crumbles in my hands. I am fine, here, I learn, here I hide From letters to words from a sentence to a meaning, dangerous thoughts come to mind that forever change the reader. Silent words. Each image a lie; a parody of light, there’s no paint on this earth that can blend into a bright white. These words are black, they did not fade with age. There’s nothing more opaque then the black ink on this charred page. I am fine, here, I learn, here, I hide I just left Plato’s cave, my eyes hurt in the sunlight, Galileo took my mind, it now revolves around my cranium. Silent words.
2.
You can't see me or hear me but still here I am. Thin as the air you breathe. See me. Hear me. Can't you feel my stare? I’m there. There’s no safety in numbers, the loneliest I’ve ever been was in a crowd of people. The definition of sin is to act against the group you’re in, you’d better be conforming . People like you, legions of you, where do you all, all go to? People like you (hiding in the crowd), legions of you (protecting you from harm), where do you all, all go to? I’ve turned too much inside myself I’m missing my human half. Free me. A sad and wondering mind finds itself trapped inside of me. Ahaaa You can be someone else. You could be someone new. Why can’t I be, the one who leaves behind this misery. I don’t need this. If God wanted us to fly, he would have given us wings. Are we not supposed to try? To see what elevation brings? People like you, legions of you, where do you all go to? I’ve turned too much inside myself I’m missing my human half. Free me. A sad and wondering mind finds itself trapped inside of me.
3.
The Chapel 02:31
4.
I know your name, it’s just the same as the one you were given. It’s like your life you must survive in order to remain the same. You know you will. You can’t choose your life, you choose to live. Ooh that’s why I close my mind, there’s no pleasant truth to find. No hope of any kind. Now I see, this is all I'll ever be. There is no escaping me I’m like a name carved in a tree. I can make the pieces fit, and then they’re still pieces of shit, the things that I’ve learned. We are not the center of it all. Please listen. God’s greatest trick was to make us believe. We are not the center of it all. We’re the center of nothing. We’re dust and bone, we’re incredibly alone. There is no guiding hand from an omnipotent friend. Now I see, there’s no angel watching over me. There is no escaping truth just the gain and loss of youth. I can make the pieces fit, and then they’re still pieces of shit, the things that I’ve learned. We are not the center of it all. Please listen; God’s greatest trick was to make us believe. We are not the center of it all. We are the center of nothing.
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Blackshaped 06:00
Oh, the passing of days, hunger. Sleep, so many ways to waste time. Trees whisper my name, slumber. Rain, seeps in the ground I long for. I’ve been dealt a bad hand. Still, I’m cursed with many needs. I can’t deny the urge I feel. Seeds are planted in my brain, that need my pain, to germinate. Oh, In search of my soul, longing. Sick, circular thoughts destroy me. Things, that I possess, black shaped. All, I’ll bring to the grave is stillness. I’ve been dealt a bad hand. Still, I’m cursed with many needs. I can’t deny the urge I feel. Seeds are planted in my brain, that need my pain, to germinate. I will take your place in your eternal bed so all will love me instead. I will drink the tears that seep into the ground. I'll own this grave like an infernal hound.
7.
Dora 02:22
My name is Dora I have a flower in my hair. I like to run through the wet grass. I like to sing and shout. Here I am, filled with hope and joy. Please join and run with me. I’m not a brave man, I don’t think much of myself, still, I’m walking towards you. My knees are shaking but not of fear. It’s like I’ve missed you all these years. I’ve run from the devil. I’ve run from myself. May I run with you, sweet lady in white, and leave my thoughts behind.
8.
Algor Mortis 05:55
The traces you leave are immortal, even when birth is reversed. The life you’ve lived will not be undone. The warmth of your hands will be fading to slightly warm up the earth. That warmth was yours, the earth was yours. We are born as strangers and then we live and make friends. What should you wear at the parting what to embrace as you leave? A summer's breeze, the moonlit sky? The ties between thoughts and our bodies distinguish the living from ghosts. So I’ll kiss your lips one last time. We are born as strangers and then we live and make friends. I’ll be still and clean as a river. My bones will be rolling and tumbling.
9.
Leitmotif 06:20
De donkere poel, het zilveren riet, weerkaatsen het licht van de maan. Een mooie meid bewaakt jouw bed, dus wees stil als een engel kan zijn.
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“He Would Have Given Us Wings” is a dark fairy tale about an introverted boy named Thomas. Thomas lives unhappily in an orphanage where he finds some comfort in reading science books. Secretly, Thomas leaves the orphanage to find refuge in an ancient abbey in the company of twelve mysterious monks. In the abbey, Thomas learns about the miracle of the white rose, where the appearance of a white rose predicts the death of one of the inhabitants of the abbey. As Thomas learns more about the inner workings of the abbey he tries to cheat death as he just found his true love.

The music album and a radio play (available on YouTube in both English and Dutch) are based on the same storyline. The music album and the radio play can each be appreciated on their own but one cannot be fully understood without the other. Narrators of the radio play “He Would Have Given Us Wings” are Roel de Haan (English version) and Ad Rolloos (Dutch version). The story is loosely based on a nightmare I had as a kid that somehow came back to memory.

Friends involved in making HWHGUW:
- Sander Pastoor (Karvel, Libethra) drum arranging and programming;
- Hanneke Rolloos female vocals on track 07 “Dora”;
- Job van Dongen (Libethra) grunts and guitar solo at the end of track
06 “Blackshaped”;
- Roel de Haan (Libethra) spoken words on the track 04 “Heliocentrism”;
- TijaD (Libethra) storyline, songwriting, vocals, guitar, bass and keys.

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released December 3, 2021

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TijaD Rotterdam, Netherlands

Progressive rock and metal enthusiast Tijad is guitarist of the Dutch black metal band Libethra. Tijad's solo recordings reflect his old love for progressive rock and neoclassical music but are also sometimes infused with the less polished sounds of metal. ... more

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