"Angola is a song that is just a part of a much bigger story. As single song, it could be interpreted as being about a long-lasting depression and a feeling of guilt. When a prescription fix is seemingly ineffective, self-medication is the (seemingly) logical next step. Using a substance that is supposed to induce euphoria seems like a good idea, but once the initial novelty wears off, the problems that were temporarily muted reappear. Sometimes in a more aggressive way."

A Stagnant Motion
Wenatchee, WA ---> Charleston, SC
Metal, Post Hardcore, Progressive

Contact & Media Information:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/astagnantmotion/

Bandcamp: astagnantmotion.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:
She reminds me of something I can’t quite remember
While you define me as the face of this dark December

Keep on staring at a broken mirror.
Say that you’re just looking for someone.
Now turn and press against me
Stop shaking and I’ll wipe away your

Tears that bled through
I’ll never be dry again
Put them in a capsule for you
Later I’ll take them

Keep on staring at a broken mirror.
Say that you’re looking for someone.
Now turn and press against me
Stop shaking and I’ll…

Put the diamonds back on your lashes
Clean and rotten too
A hand on your waist I comprehend
You are now see through

Is it me who’s fading
Dazing towards this world away
Or is it everyone else
Turning to a cold cadaver gray
Please don’t fade

Filled paper
Was set on fire
I watched your glazed gaze
As you respire
Funny how this is now
All that I require

You made the lion lie with the lamb
When you tricked the hurry out of time
You made the mirth recede completely out of life

Ash scabs fell in your hair
A month’s snowflakes on the grass
Lead me to the

Erroneous
Conclusion
Snared the
Truth out of me

I can’t feel my heart. Now I’m wondering am I still alive. Will all this panic help me to survive. It seems to be all I've got when you‘re…

Dancing in the puddles, and expecting to stay dry
Singing over what’s been left as our remains
Prying at your dignity with faintly glowing nails
I’d love to be around to see what it is that you find

But it’s dark and you’re not here anymore
Maybe someday you and I will see the same sky

I've taken just a little piece of you
I don’t matter
It has taken me

You've got eyes that I seem to swim right through
From a held breath and a smile she screamed

A Stagnant Motion is:
Jesse Moore || Vocals, Bass
Nathan Grancis || Guitar
Scott || Drums