False Light

False Light

Дата релізу: 17/06/2022

Лейбл: Debemur Morti Productions

Третій повноформатний альбом, на якому гурт провів велику роботу в області дослідження нових стилістичних горизонтів та розвитку всього того, що зробило альбом 2019 року “Love Exchange Failure” таким успішним.

Вражаючий і захоплюючий альбом, повний пісень-подорожей, беручи базу від нестримного мелодійного блеку та дез-металу, переливається відтінкам, імплементуючи елементи темного джазу з використанням труби і саксофону, пост-панку, ембіенту, ретровейву та дарк-фолку.

Концептульно альбом був натхненний новелою “Intermezzo” відомого українського письменника Михайла Коцюбинського.

Трекліст

1. Leviathan 13:17
2. Salt Paradise 05:21
3. Phoenix 10:48
4. Silence Circles 9:13
5. Echoes in Eternity 3:28
6. Cronus 6:20
7. False Light 14:42
8. Downfall 3:14

This city is deaf Its nights are endless Its walls are tall My prayers are worthless This purgatory is blind Its days are countless Its ditches are deep Your prayers are worthless Walking across these burial grounds Where our skyscrapers rise Searching for evidence that this world Is devoted to crashes A pile of ashes is turned to gold Digging a grave to find a corpse Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse But the flesh is gone Digging a grave to find a corpse Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse But the flesh is gone So is the dignity in nameless replications So is the dignity in nameless replications Forsaken myths are luring us down Consistent supremacy of denial All our mistakes are never forgotten Insufficiency of those who were never begotten The strongest feeling is burning my mind My tears fall down dry I mourn imprisoned in a concrete grave Where hatred is tearing me apart Walking across these burial grounds Where our skyscrapers rise Searching for evidence that this world Is devoted to crashes A pile of ashes is turned to gold

These walls beget a homogenous mass that pushes me away I hope that yet there is another world, a better place From a slippery slope, I fall Trying to reach the peak Rolling down like a stone Greedy and never meek From the deepest caves, I rise Willing to heal my scars Tearing down my throat A forlorn city ghost At the point of no return Old hopes are gone At the point of no return New virtues are born

It will never be so quiet here again unless we all fall Unless the last tear drops down The last drop of human blood disappears Thousands of years will pass in a row Until this place gets well again Being well-healed It will produce the plague one more time Repeating the circle Frigid birds fly onward the north Surpassing the distance and gravity They yet don't know that there is no home No place to build a nest The rest no longer matters The sacred land fell prey to fire And someone's evil will A burning forest will never make them cry Arsonists, parasites Their bellies are always hungry Their eyes are blind with the shine of gold No miracle worker can fix their wounds They are too heavy to wear I hope you are in a better place Your murderer doesn't care Never stay aside Even if they follow you Never stay aside Even if they reach you Never stay aside Even if they trap you Never stay aside Even if they murder you Never stay aside Even if they follow you Never stay aside Even if they reach you Never stay aside Even if they trap you Never stay aside Even if they murder you No miracle worker can fix their wounds They are too heavy to wear I hope you are in a better place

Itching palms turn into fists The stronger always blames the weaker These walls don't have ears A broken mirror doesn't flicker Itching palms turn into fists The stronger always blames the weaker Beloved ones are enemies A broken soul doesn't flitter Grey lives under a surface [Silence circles compel me to zip my leap Days drowned in stigma [Silence circles compel me to maintain the status quo Like a snake that bites its tail [Silence circles compel me to zip my leap Always with a poisonous kiss [Silence circles compel me to maintain the status quo] Stop being a target Choose your destiny Put your finger on a trigger Because you can Word is your weapon Silence is your tomb Stop being a target Choose your destiny Keep your finger on a trigger Because you can Word is your weapon Silence is your tomb Silence is your tomb In this vicious circle, only pain exists When you've got in trouble, dissipate the mist Never turn the other cheek, bend the line Pull the trigger of your weapon, word is a sign Grey lives under a surface [Silence circles compel me to zip my leap Days drowned in stigma [Silence circles compel me to maintain the status quo]

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A bullet hits the mark There is no way back We live in the dark Torn to shreds The light Is no longer bright And justice is no longer served There is no time to cry No time to cry, cry A spotless mind Does not escape the fate It only can Embrace the pain and fade Red colors mask the grass In them we trust A lifeless heart is mute A vivid flash is rust A lifeless heart is mute A vivid flash is rust The lack of love nurtures thе drama Eroded trust will be nevеr rebuilt Ignorant fools elect their kings To set the rules To get away with any crime Grey matter pierces the flesh A hot metal dash divides the line untimely Grey matter pierces the flesh A hot metal dash divides the line untimely Bullets worship a trigger Fingers shiver in eager Metal rests in the dark In a second before the wreck If we shut our mouths Then the wave will cover us How long will we bend our knees The life is lost at no cost How long will we break our backs The life is lost at no cost Young blood fibrillates on the ground The order of life and death is upside down A lifeless heart is dumb It exults no more A vivid flash was a crime It prospers no longer

Hopeless gloom and the identity of ideas In this world of bright lights and flashes I am the smallest grain of sand, a fragment of passions I am driven by a surplus of desires and tensions The postmortem Library of Alexandria Reveals its secret treasures, we drown in them It is a digital stack of desires A culture of known but unreachable pleasures Run to the end In this realm You will never find yourself, nor believe in self If you are enslaved A culture in a form of bacterial reproduction Forces me to leave my comfort zone Everything around is a mess and destruction No longer I feel lucky, only alone Wisdom turns to water, draining through my hands Slowly vaporizing, it returns to me again Gentle drops of rain fall over my skin A fear to lose is the most destructive sin Suspended in time Lost treasures return Blind daredevils and rapists Reap the fruits of short-term victories Fatly erring and fatally erroring They desperately sway history Sharp knives don't know the truth Their desire is power Bullets never see the innocent Their destiny is fire The gates of hell are open The nether world is empty We are the slaves of cluelessness and fear All of our deeds are real We are the demons who pretend to be Vestal and righteous Vestal and righteous Hopeless gloom and the identity of ideas is all that I have In this world of bright lights and flashes I am the smallest grain of sand, a fragment of passions I am driven by a surplus of desires and tensions Denounce the false light Trace the advent of the night Denounce the false light Trace the advent of the night

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