OPH : The Lonely Planet

by Denuit

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released December 9, 2019

Composed & Performed by DENUIT,
Recorded, mixed, mastered by NADA

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Denuit Montpellier, France

“Denuit est un duo électronique rétro-futuriste mêlant des influences krautrock, coldwave et techno.
Animé par la nymphe Bonnie au chant, synthé et divers instruments étranges et le magicien Ivi aux machines, Denuit est un monde dystopique, qu'il faut venir visiter, une musique résolument électronique avec un univers narratif singulier." ... more

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Track Name: Ikar
Ikar, Ikar, something crawling at your feet,
Something dirty, wet and pushing down a pretty scream.
Ikar, Ikar, save the little star,
She’s from Jupiter and, she’s falling down under your neck.
And know, she’s yours,
And know, she’s yours.
And know, she’s yours,
And know, she’s yours.

You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.

Ikar, Ikar, something crawling at your feet,
Something dirty, wet and pushing down a pretty scream.
Ikar, Ikar, save the little star,
She’s from Jupiter and, she’s falling down under your neck.
And know, she’s yours,
And know, she’s yours.
And know, she’s yours,
And know, she’s yours.

You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
You are the red reaper,
Waiting for the bloom.
Track Name: Moonstone Bones
You are a thorn of my deeper secret,
You approach fast as my regret.

And when you’re here, no one can sees me.
And when you leave, someone rejects me.

The time passes, slowly on you.
You are the king weather,
Sleeping on the sighs bay.

The time passes, slowly on you.
You are the king weather,
Sleeping on the sighs bay.

You are my broken wing,
And when I stand, you catch me in.

And who cares about me ?
I’m the tramp crawling on the furious city.




How can you help me ?
If I am not in your reality.
You pretend to know me ?
But I’m the snake of your nightmare.
I’m the snake of your nightmare.

You are my heroin,
You are under my spine.
You are my tree of dream.
You are my only child.

I want my heroin,
I want to be your spine,
I want my tree of dream,
I want to be your child.
Track Name: Western Avenue
When I look your tired face,
I see a monkey !
Monkey climbs on the wall of indifference.
Come here monkey,
I need a friend,
To make my crime, well ?

You will be the blood cherry,
On the cake of skulls.
And we will eat all the parts,
Like two kings of the bats.

In my western avenue,
I have a gun.
In my western avenue,
I am the gun.
Pam, boum ! Pam !
Pam, boum ! Pam !

When I walk on the sandy road,
Follow by Monkey,
Monkey runs around the desert storm.
Come here monkey,
I need a mate,
To find someone to drown.

You will be the gory partner,
On the monster’s deal.
And we will see all the diamonds,
Flows and rise for us.

In my western avenue,
I have a gun.
In my western avenue,
I am the gun.
Pam, boum ! Pam !
Pam, boum ! Pam !

Facing the purest flower,
We need to choose.
Take the breath,
Or let it dance.
She’s the prime beauty,
But our hands shouldn’t shake.
She’s so fragile,
But we’re only animals.

I am the chief,
I am the chief,
I am the leadear
I am the chief,
I am the chief,
I am the gun [...]
Track Name: Galactic Love
Take me to the moon,
I want to see the moonlight.
I want you to keep my head on your shoulder.
I want to dream on your wet body.

I want us to fall in love,
Every day like the first one.
I want us to become the same soul,
And we’ll become the same eyes.
Black-green eyes.
To see all the beauty,
Hidden on our galactic boat.

Take me to the moon,
I want to see the moonlight.
I want you to keep my head on your shoulder.
I want to dream on your wet body.


I want us to fall in love,
Every day like the first one.
I want us to become the same soul,
And we’ll become the same eyes.
Black-green eyes.
To see all the beauty,
Hidden on our galactic boat.


Galactic love,
Galactic love...
Track Name: Inuk
Perdu dans le désert blanc,
Il avance à pas de loup,
Son corps comme un épouvantail,
Ondule au grès du vent.
Des cristaux invisibles,
Coulent sur ses paupières,
Des tristesses arides,
Dévore sa gorge amère.

De sa bouche en gerçure,
Se déversent les brûlures,
D’un temps doux et obscure,
Où ne sifflaient que des murmures.

Danse, danse avec le chaman bleu,
Danse, il a perdu ses yeux.
Danse, danse avec le chaman bleu,
Danse, il a perdu ses yeux.

Souillé par les rires de ses frères,
Il élut un refuge dans la brume de l’éther.
Son corps, las, étendu sur la mer de verre.

Des fureurs impossibles,
Déjeunent son esprit fier,
Des complaintes paisibles,
Se changent en cri de terre.

De sa main rouge grenat,
Glisse un liquide opale,
De ses tempes en fracas,
Ne restent que des nuages.

Danse, danse avec le chaman bleu,
Danse, il a perdu ses yeux.
Danse, danse avec le chaman bleu,
Danse, il a perdu ses yeux.

Et reclus dans une peau,
Qui ne lui revient plus.
Il nage à travers le désert blanc
Comme un ancien sage,
En quête d’un mirage,
Qu’on ne trouve qu’en pleurant.
Qu’on ne trouve qu’en pleurant.
Track Name: Airport Purgatory
She’s falling down into the eyes of the grand spirit.
Though the solar-tube.
Endless known and without beginning.

She sees rays of the blue and purple lights.
They merged into the dust of stars.
Around her, the silence’s scream.
This is a place where time has no hold.
Everything seems to float,
As light as a grain of sand.

Welcome, on the airport purgatory.
Welcome, on the airport purgatory.
Between limbo and abyss.
Between heaven and the earth.

She sees a dazzling light,
At the exit of the solar-tube.
Her ears hiss as a snake,
Her heart shakes as a bomb.
The ship stops,
In front of the space station.
Surround her by polar aurora.

Welcome, on the airport purgatory.
Welcome, on the airport purgatory.
Between limbo and abyss.
Between heaven and the earth.

He sees all the species
Together at the same table :
The fox-goat with the eyes of wolf.
The raven-bee with tiger teeth.
Lost in the fauna,
Of the airport purgatory.
He sees her,
He sees her,
He sees her,
He sees her,
He sees her...
Track Name: Celestial Club
In the distance, I hear the clap of a tribal sound.
It slams like a drop on a puddle of water,
Black !
My feet are swaying like crazy goblins.
My back bends under the blows of the bass,
Black !
The beat hits me, I’m on a highway, I’m a broken car,
Black !

We are the bark.
This is us !
We are the marrow.
This is us !
We are the fact.
This is us !
We are the sorrow.

In front of a blue door, a man looks at me ?
He says a few words in a forgotten langage,
Cracks !
My head moves, like a washing machine,
Let me in !
He says I’m an alien among aliens,
But my face is so strange,
And my eyes shine in the night,
Like a stone firefly,
Cracks !

We are the bark.
This is us !
We are the marrow.
This is us !
We are the fact.
This is us !
We are the sorrow.

Finally inside, I face a horde of mystical beasts.
Their claws make my arm swell.
They push me like fury.
I fall on the ground,
Black !
I get up. My hair are mess,
And my face is bleeding.
What I see on the ice stage ?
This is us !
Face to ourselves.
We are the same soul in the same dimension.
But, am I an alien ?
This is us !
Track Name: The Night Witch
I remember the time when I was a child.
I lived in a world of mystic creatures.
Surrounded by ancient fairies, and fire horses.
I was part of them, they call me The Night Witch.

In the wheel of madness, when the day turn dark,
I wear my real face,
I wear my real face,
I wear my real face,
I wear my real face.

She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch

A moment passes, a rose bloom in the depth of winter.
On the blank of a purple river.
I met the lynx.
Soul of my soul, it became my skin.

In the lost forest, somewhere in my spirit,
I can find him.

She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch
She is The Night Witch

When the night ring its scream,
I can speak with the sighs.
I can hear their laments.
The noise grows up, and grows up,
Until it became all the substance.
I can’t see my dream anymore,
just my nightmare.
Here is my load. I have to understand.
But the queen of fear run after me.
And when the day return,
All this tale, turn to ashes.

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