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Official Video for Memento Mori. Memento Mori is written about the fetishization of ruins, as they hold the past, present, and future simultaneously.

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Music and lyrics by NÆ and Benjamin Jude.
Recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered at Cathedral Studios in St. Louis.
Director of Photography: Kris Trgovich
Assistant Videographer: Adrian Petrosian
Drums: Benjamin Jude
Guitar: Brian Sowinski
Bass: Matt Rudolph
Special Thanks: Megan Vincent and Sharon Dauster

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Memento Mori - Lyrics

Bah-bah-da-da-dah, bah-bah-da-da-dah-dah-dah
Bah-bah-da-da-dah, bah-bah-da-da-dah-dah-dah

When you were born, I was none
Collapsing in the shadows, hiding from the sun
In you I see our history and how the world may end
You’re a melancholic creature, and yet you are my friend

Bah-bah-da-da-dah, bah-bah-da-da-dah-dah-dah

Like castles made of sugar, left out in the rain
Their self-indulgent looking and desire to reclaim
I can’t take this fetish, of your image they consume
When you’ve shown me a theater in each forbidden room

It’s too slow for me here
But your past draws me near
When modernity fails
I know - oh - oh - oh

Ashes to ashes, memento mori
Your stone is not a fortress, memento mori
Ashes to ashes, memento mori
The ghost that is your walls, Memento mori

Bah-bah-da-da-dah, bah-bah-da-da-dah-dah-dah

Broken windows, broken hearts
The entropy of used-to-be means your structure falls apart
Their pornographic gazing feels so uncouth
I was told that ruins are that ruins are truth

It’s too slow for me here
But your past draws me near
When modernity fails
I know - oh - oh - oh

Ashes to ashes, memento mori
Your stone is not a fortress, memento mori
Ashes to ashes, memento mori
The ghost that is your walls, Memento mori

Bah-bah-da-da-dah,

Ashes to ashes, memento mori
Your stone is not a fortress, memento mori
Ashes to ashes, memento mori
The ghost that is your walls, Memento mori