1. |
I Whisper To The Sky
07:40
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Signs protected by sealing wax
moist of lemon and milk,
they fragrant of primitive tree and salt.
Chained to death
as the breath of life,
finally blind,
finally imperfect,
I whispered unknown words to the sky
so it will remain, the eternal mystery.
Asleep but conscious,
the journey has never stopped,
like the wolf eats his carcass.
Woman and mother,
Take the fallen leaf and wash it,
bitter cup of ash
you will build with your breast
thousand years of tragedy.
Asleep but conscious,
the journey has never stopped,
like the wolf eats his carcass.
You spread the wings to the storm,
You shall know the end of the magic,
so beautiful and cruel
you will rise in the memories
and you touch the soul
of loneliness and despair,
mates and daughters.
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2. |
We Don't Know
06:47
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I love the sound of my thoughts,
so rebel and abyssal,
but if you bring pain to be overcome,
slavery by fear,
you spoils the dream that come true.
I don't want to feel guilty if I have hoped you'll fail,
having myself to feel empty also in the completeness
because you would be happy
it don't weigh me,
but I think you escape.
(We don't know)
To sleep whit eyes open
and
to identify the sound of pain.
What possibility will have you to be happy?
What union wait you from whom doesn't respect you?
Run away!
Run away!
And arise.
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3. |
Martello
07:45
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I would want to disappear in the ether
but to remain as spirit to see,
to feel, to smell who dares hate me,
finally, without hypocrisy and without remorse.
I hate this way.
In the night the sleep softly arrives,
but in every dream,
every changed sigh,
there are sweet cruelties, bold caresses,
whispers of death and violent kisses.
I would never have used the fist against myself
to be right for my thought,
but now the doubt of my nonexistence
it leans out.
When the fear to breathe grips me
the heart, tightening it in an almost pleasant vice,
I ask if I am alive or only spirit.
In eons and light years
the dark inside me always returns to sting me in the soul,
simultaneously disappearing to the thought of immorality,
raw meat eaten without worms,
where the discomfort catartic
it replaces him with a blood desire.
Sacred blood, induced anoxia,
morbid rites of eternal life.
Ave oh my destiny,
Do I choose the impervious road to the detriment of happiness?
Smell Tantric, incorrect Music,
bribe me again and bring me to total damnation without any possibility of redemption.
I hate.
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4. |
Painfull Advance
06:49
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Soul crackling ,
like grains of pain,
we faded snapshots
deflected light.
Tears falling down
mark immortal symbols,
to submit to the divine dummy.
And yet it dies,
of endless stars
unborn and slid into oblivion
with the silence as the only ally,
I will sign fog
and to scream rain.
I spit ritual symbols
inscribed on the skin,
so as to remember them infinitely.
Kill themselves to remaing trapped?
It is not freedom
to submit to his own instincts
corroding the golden road,
ever be free of knives and syringes.
To heaven I do not ask for nothing
experiencing pain until the end.
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5. |
Chasing Lives And Deads
06:51
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Flowers still unblossom
Cut as waste,
And I fall into the sea of pain,
No point on the map,
where abyssal ocean floors
Are frequented by ghosts
And luminescent crystals.
The Everything is single
Even though the multitude is female,
reddened Eyes in the wind
By imaginary dragons,
therefore you will take the revenge
And you will melt it in the breath
Of the rabbit under the hill.
Ritual animals,
Lost totems in recurring thoughts,
Where to mix ash
To the blood of the universe.
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6. |
Decisions
09:14
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You born from the ice
biting the soul in the evening,
night love me forever,
and a light murmur wakes me up
from the lost war's torpor.
Deafening silences,
imminent decline,
extinguished sun.
When the sea in the distance
it squirts smells on my hands,
I will be glad to die for me,
unaware connoisseur
of others awareness.
Silences peals,
phantasmal rebirth,
here I am.
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VOID00 Jesi, Italy
lost into an abyss
Void 00 are:
Marco - guitar / electronics
Ciro - vocals / filters / curses / electronics
Philip - bass
Mattia - drums
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