1. |
Classic
05:14
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First a pretty rush down the spine, U've got to taste to know.
Sharing breath , sweat , silence 'n time, arising in a blow
Our straying souls scarcely move, now they're one 'n dance
Exquisite way to spit it out, but no make-up, no fake
just going right back to the roots, here , sharp tense...
Use joy, dull, but do express, anything, expect
day after day
we do adore....
digging the waves
as none such adore.
Flesh, nerves 'n wandering thoughts...such an endless maze...
Deep we do need what's meaningless, no matter what some guess.
We reach the core through all that mess, We are the strengh.
For all of them, we're just 3 bugs, we stand as 1.
day after day
we do adore....
digging the waves
as none such adore.
Day after day...
Day after day...
Inked in flesh it digs our bones We stand as 1
just eating souls We stand as 1
Tear it down to waste it all, 'n moments refine. We stand as 1
Times of rareness as few words can make one. We stand as 1
Silence as the lone who listen Silence We stand as 1
a bit of salt on open wounds We stand as 1
a bit of salt on open wounds We stand as 1
a drawing can hide another one word We stand as 1
or else 'n U settle inside We stand as 1
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2. |
Ama
04:36
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Se perdre aux confins d'un dédale.
Creuser jusqu'a la fin.
Et tenter d'ajourer la trame.
Aux mélanges d'un cri et d'un râle ou d'un parfum.
Sans cesse continuer serein, jusqu'a l'ajout d'un point final.
Et déméler même en vain, les liens qui nous tissent, puis se ressèrent comme une toile.
Et quand parfois j'tremble de toute ma peau...
c'est les traces des caresses de l'hier.
ça m'attrappe depuis l'fond de mes os,
c'est ce qui est futile ou nécéssaire.
Et quand parfois j'tremble de toute ma peau...
c'est les traces des caresses de l'hier.
ça m'attrappe depuis l'fond de mes os,
c'est ce qui est futile ou nécéssaire.
Creuser l'abstrait est inutile,
quand l'ivresse d'une fleur vous fâne.
Et si la fragrance est subtile,
C'est ainsi que le souvenir émane...encore...sentir...
Si l'érrance amène à croiser
la sève et la chair, en un combat à deux mais singulier.
En un souffle éphémère.
Une chimère de plus s'étiole sans traces.
Elle se dérobe là, sous mes mains.
Malgré ça le songe ne s'éfface qu'après infinités de lendemains
Dans l'oubli de caresses d'archets...
D'un sourire délicatement sincère...
D'un soir s'enlacer
D'une étreinte en absence de lumière
Encore sentir son Odeur
Encore...
Sentir...
Son...
O...
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3. |
Key
03:55
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It seems I found a key
Escape this place I'm in
I'm daily diggin' this...to
escape out of my shape
Can't tell how feel it's there
Holding my...wreck
can't erase taste I felt
eyes or flesh around
strayin' right into my lips
just can't tell what's the way, what's wrong or right
I just keep on digging daily
just trying to shape
an undefined strengh
It...it...it...
simply
slip away
again...again...again...
There's a crack here deep inside my bones,
right here, underneath my voice
This surface I can't hide
Now I'm goin' through
Like a ghost I need haunting nights
In darkness I see clearer
Ain't need no more lights
I'm a feast...Eager
Can't tell what is this?
Left pieces along the path
Left pieces I need
Splinters of voice,
Ankles 'n nape...
'n the morning smell
Unceasing walk on a backbone...there's no track
Can''t tell U what's the key
May I will never find... What's the key
What I found...may a key
May it's not What's the key
What I found...may a key
May it's not What's the key
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4. |
Seed
05:15
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here lay...few tracks....
here...feel...
here is a seed...
don't know what's it's made of
can't draw its shape
can't tell where it comes from
but it's there...
can't tell how deep are its roots
they dwell inside 'n keep on diggin'
can't tell why but it feeds
all I know is the seed
it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...it's just around...
it's just around 'n slowly surrounds
it seems it's just healing the wounds
can't tell why but it feeds
all I know is the seed
can't tell how
can't explain why
I just don't know
but instinct drives
can't show how far it leads my steps
can't express the taste
but it strengh in me....
it feeds as it fits
it fits as it feeds
it does increase
it's all around
I can't tell how...how
I can't tell why...why
I just don't know...don't know
but instinct drives...drives
it feeds as it fits
it fits as it feeds
it does increase
it's all around...around...around...around...around....around...around...
around...around....around...around...around...around....
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5. |
Buried
02:26
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An ordinary story, with pieces you can't fit.
Tale, faêrie or not 'n the strength of real.
An ordinary story, with pieces you can't fit.
Tale, faêrie or not 'n the strength of real.
Was not in vain, times, I used to claim.
Then an unceasing weaning in a hurry to bury...
my twisted scars, yes all my grazes 'n sweetness I can't explain.
All day long...the roof of emptiness.
All along...'cause eveything burns.
All day long...'n the rest is collapsin'
All along...it just sedates my senses.
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6. |
Say
07:38
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Say all
Say whole
U hide in
All U do keep inlaid
What's lying beneath
All that makes U fade
Digging your flesh
Daily tearing piece
'n it digs
Wide open scar, then U bleed
U can't get heal
Say/Say/Say/Say/Say/Say
just hold it tight
just can't erase a sight
can't forget a taste
but hold it tight
like dust in throat
memories 'n thought
hold it tight
spreading inside
digging around
hold it strong
Say/Say/Say/Say/Say/Say
Curses inlaid, no wish to escape
Here all is sweet, delicate but fake
U expect , believe with faith
Those twisted lies you're dressing with
But we tear it up
U're naked , We see.
Curses inlaid, no wish to escape
Here all is sweet, delicate but fake
U expect , believe with faith
Those twisted lies you're dressing with
we tear it up. we tear it up.
U're naked , We seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
'n may then U'll find
a way to share 'n expect
the things , the way they get
'n what's next ?...we'll taste
We'll shape it all. We'll try, we'll fail
'n then we find a way
to share 'n accept things...
the way they get
we're all made of this
We'll reach, we'll miss, we'll fail but try
'n then we may find
a way to escape...
we're all made of this
we're all made of this
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7. |
Refused
03:34
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8. |
Else
04:49
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Greetings from hopelessness
while speaking is...continually...useless
Anything which seems so huge...
U should dig it...deeper
'n keep it on...because of silence.
Greetings from infinite sides,
composing unceasing puzzle...
Too many pieces...but it fits
Greetings from invert
an absurd land, made of upside down
'n no...no sens.
Greetings from...nervermind...
A place no one should find.
'n it's better like this...yeah simply better like this.
Greetings from simple dryness
We dive into...just gone too far.
There's no way back.
Greetings from breathless land...
U're own, now it's soiled...
'n then turn...into dust.
hey...may...will we wake
hey...may...will we wake
hey...may...will we wake
hope...may we will wake
sure we would, but it would be late, just too late, I guess
Our eyes wide open upon the world we left
We only fail, we simply fail and the world is fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
This world we fade Fade
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9. |
Hang on
05:13
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Dwell inside
please U're welcome
slowly settle in
all along...
Come closer
U taste better than fears.
Dwell in, hold on
From dusk 'til dawn.
Feel the warmth
running along
our drained shape now
dampen our flesh
Night spreading
on and on...
In darkness we're dancing
out of bounds.
We're both in one
We dig it deeper.
Underneath blood is beating
Gasping for breath, drops are falling
Hang on.
Dwell in.
Both, we're all wet...
frantic but sweet...
lips on your waist...
kissing my nape...
Fingers leading our tongues...
to this feast made of our skins.
Burnt 'n frozen.
Awaiting the sap.
Dwell In.
Hang On.
Keep on sharing...
Up 'n down, we're both in one.
We dig our path leading to find that...
Unique smell
Your breathe blowing upon my chest
Words are just meaningless
Our bodies know
Our thoughts do follow
Reaching in a blow
We're...into...
a flow...
hangin' in...
We're both in one...take...closer
From dusk 'til dawn
Hang on.
We just make one.
Take it. Hold on
From dusk 'til dawn
Hangin'on...please
We just make one.
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dK Valence, France
dK is a 3 piece, playing industrial music, made from electro, blues and more.
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