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Them Vices
05:55
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It's the season of deceit
Feel it in their smiles, in their moves, through their lives
Who knows which madness next keyhole conceals ?
A peep taken there will follow you by the night
So open my skull and drown my fiend
I won't spread a word, this time I'll be blind
It seems so familiar
Can't stop the laughters
When they all become strangers
Nothing will stop these laughters
In my back, in my head
Learn to see them vices
Feel them in your flesh, in your guts, through the sweat
When you happen to read between the lines
There grows a confusion much slower to forget
So close your heart and wash your eyes
The hounds are out and know your debt
It seems so familiar
Can't stop the laughters
When they all become strangers
Nothing will stop these laughters
In my back, in my head
There is no point to run when it finds you in your sleep
You must learn to tell the beggar from the leech
So pick up your cross and fight to feign
Once these eyes gaze at you, nothing will clean the stain
There is no point to run
It will find you in your sleep
You must learn to see them vices
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Nameless Stone
05:06
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I know the ease shines so bright
An other side seemingly quiet
A big warm light and we're the flies
One dull delight, I guess it's better sometimes
On these days it all hangs on by a thread
I dare them to say “we'll never forget”
Division and unlearned lessons
For some it's all we left
When the fence is thin
The will is thick
The grieves are dim
The hole we dig
A second way to drown your mind
Radical storm of wind, noise and ice
Once you decide, fear's weight is light
A closed door, this exit could be mine
When comes the day and breaks the thread
There's nothing new, it only brings regrets
A dry stone and a nameless name
I know it's all we'll get
When the fence is thin
The will is thick
The grieves are dim
The hole we dig
And earn a nameless stone on top of it
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3. |
Beyond
04:21
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Sick, Beaten guts
Crumbled pictures slowly rake a broken brain
Salient bone lines
Takes a fairly long step to leave it in your head
Shame fragilizes
Yet you went there knowing you will cry back home
Tell me what does remain
From a night you can't remind and wanna forget
Guess that we are asking way too much
Striving for much more than we deserve
Tried, Bite your teeth
Struggling to get closer builds distance between
Unease, Alone again
Who ever said we didn't need affection too ?
Guess that we are asking way too much
Striving for much more than we deserve
But nothing feels so unfair
Isn't there anything we could share ?
Standing in your shadow is so cold
Would you have some love to warm an old soul ?
Well I guess sometimes you got to take it by yourself
Somewhere beyond myself
Secrets eat your days
If you don't plant them in someone's heart they won't take root
Shouting frightens off
But is it easier to fade out and disappear ?
Guess that we are asking way too much
Striving for much more than we deserve
But nothing feels so unfair
Isn't there anything we could share ?
Standing in your shadow is so cold
Would you have some love to warm an old soul ?
Well I guess sometimes you got to take it by yourself
Somewhere beyond myself
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4. |
Ghost
01:22
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And I hate you
For dying that day
You've been ripped out, out of my flesh
And been free ever since
Isn't it the good role ?
Now you can laugh from above
But if places could be exchanged
Not for me to be at yours
As much as for you to be at mine
Then you would know what it is
To rot this loneliness
Brother you might be the dead one
But I'm the ghost
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Reminiscence
03:05
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Ashes have strewn throughout the days
Covering the colors, can't hide the shapes
An ember cries through phase after phase
Reminiscence of a flame which outlasted the blaze
That's how I tried and now I lie
For all I denied while you were blind
And so I hide from what I found
Inside I fry and all that remains is ''why?''
We ran from the heat to hide in the cold
Just like fire, our fears can be stoked
The reward of the weak: a black dead coal
We sink and we choke hanging on to the smoke
That's how I tried and now I lie
For all I denied while you were blind
And so I hide from what I found
Inside I fry and all that remains is ''why?''
Why are you here bringing some confusion when all I'm trying to do is to heal ?
Why do you sneak into my sleep ?
You are supposed to be burnt memory
That's how I tried and now I lie
For all I denied while you were blind
And so I hide from what I found
Inside I fry and all that remains is ''why?''
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Tinnitus
08:10
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Oh tinnitus
Where do you scream ?
Where do I bleed ?
An unwanted presence of intangible essence
Strikes you just like a hammer slam
As soon as you know it you're condemned
As soon as you know it you're condemned
Oh tinnitus
Oh tinnitus
When do I sleep ?
Who should I plead ?
Trying to trick your sense of your absence
May the white rain fall 'till end of time
To drown you deep into its cry
To drown you deep into its cry
Oh tinnitus
Tinnitus
Why do you scream ?
How can I flee ?
This disturbing romance is irony's sentence
So long you cursed your loneliness
Now you'll never be alone again
Now we'll never be alone again
Tinnitus
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the Castaway Belgium
Self-produced solo artist.
Influences : Mark Lanegan, Jerry Cantrell, Alice in Chains, Soundgarden, the Melvins, STP, Days of the New,...
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