1. |
Nott
04:14
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J'ai peur de la nuit,
Car dans mon sommeil,
Rôde l'impie,
Nott.
Le soir fleurit,
Mais nulle couleur,
Ne l'habite.
C'est un manteau de noirceur,
Qui habille le crépuscule.
Tout est lent.
Tout est lent, comme anesthésié,
Monde sans goût.
Tout est lent, comme anesthésié,
Monde sans goût.
J'ai peur de la nuit,
Car dans mon sommeil,
Rôde l'impie,
Nott.
Nott. Nott. Nott.
L'ombre comme une robe,
L'éther comme un radeau,
Nous errons, au travers,
Des limbes brumeuses.
Tout est lent.
Tout est lent, comme pétrifié,
Monde de pierre.
Tout est lent, comme pétrifié,
Monde de pierre.
J'ai peur de la nuit,
Car dans mon sommeil,
Rôde l'impie,
Nott.
J'ai peur de la nuit,
Car dans mon sommeil,
Rôde l'impie,
Nott.
J'ai peur de la nuit.
De la nuit.
Nott. Nott. Nott. Nott
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2. |
Ritual
03:13
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3. |
Zombies
04:11
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We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
Our cocoon is now a prison.
Each night, we hear lost souls crying
they wander through black corridors
exploring these dark caves.
There's thousand faces.
We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
Morning comes and madness tears.
Burning the garden like in a tribal rite
they rub it in with stainless steel words
Insanity has its face.
We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
Nails scratching the door,
they're watching us through the peephole.
We speak quietly,
we live in silence
so we don't wake up the monsters.
We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
We live in a house surrounded by zombies,
They try to break the walls,
Our life is an escape attempt.
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4. |
Your Pain
04:21
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The winter moon shines,
Your silver tears fall.
How cold outside your heart,
An electric blue world of ice.
I remember the first time I saw you crying.
It was during a cold night,
We were hugging for hours on end,
Searching for bliss, on the peak of our pain.
We share the same pain.
We broke our sad brains.
Sleeping again,
Screaming in vain.
The moon reaches perigee.
We are motionless figures,
shivering bodies.
We need to talk,
But if we do we'll sink.
Words hurt more than bullets,
Someone will have to shoot first.
We share the same pain.
We broke our sad brains.
Sleeping again,
Screaming in vain.
Dark Moon moves along the zodiac,
Words become a body of tears.
The gun goes off,
I'm hit in the heart.
I carry your pain like a scar.
Our love is peculiar yet solar.
We share the same pain.
We broke our sad brains.
Sleeping again,
Screaming in vain,
Screaming in vain,
Screaming in vain,
Screaming in vain,
Screaming in vain.
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5. |
Skeletons
02:41
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Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
In my bones,
I feel it,
In my bones,
I feel it,
You taste like eternity.
You taste like eternity.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
In my bones,
I feel it,
In my bones,
I feel it.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
Our skeletons.
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6. |
Dark Soot
03:26
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Ashes linger in my nights.
The sun falls asleep as a melancholic flavor.
When dawn comes, another day.
The rope of my fears tie a knot around my neck,
I choke to death in my dark thoughts.
Time is short.
I have black soot on my eyelids,
The wind shatters my hair.
Life is bitter.
I want to be alive, but all I can think about is death,
The fear of losing my soul when I go to sleep.
I can already see us on a cliff,
having experienced whole decencies.
Our bodies mingle in the dust.
I have black soot on my eyelids,
The wind shatters my hair.
Life is bitter.
I am the light, but all I know is darkness.
The shadow catches me in my sleep.
I am the light, but all I know is darkness.
The shadow catches me in my sleep.
I have black soot on my eyelids,
The wind shatters my hair.
Life is bitter.
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7. |
Flesh
04:30
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Bacteria's growing in my flesh,
I feel it walking beneath my skin
Carnivorous beasts,
greedy ogre.
I'll take monster-like pills
to hunt down these monsters.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
Pills like fire ants,
burning my esophagus
eating away my stomach.
My head is so heavy it will burst soon.
I'm a flesh-bomb.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
When I find the cure,
bacteria go to sleep,
But they always come back for more.
My body is pain,
Am I still human?
Or just an empty carcass.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
Deep into my flesh,
Something is digging.
In my flesh,
In my flesh,
In my flesh
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8. |
Fear
03:44
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My mind is under a tick smoke of words.
Someone is yelling behind me.
How can I hear, if I can't talk ?
My ideas are smog.
Fearless, fearless,
Fearless, fearless.
How can I see, if I can't look ?
Fear is my master.
Fear is calling the shots,
and I'm just along for the ride.
I'm a wooden puppet that can be made to dance or cry.
Fearless, fearless,
Fearless, fearless.
Until I find something in me,
The fire that burned me once,
Can feed me now.
So, I swalloded the fear,
I danced with it,
And I became the master of fear.
I'm fearless, I'm a fire,
I can see in the dark.
I'm fearless, I'm a fire,
I can see beauty in the night.
I'm fearless, I'm a fire,
I can see in the dark.
I'm fearless, I'm a fire,
I can see beauty in the night.
Fearless, fearless,
Fearless, fearless.
Fearless, fearless,
Fearless, fearless.
Fearless, fearless,
Fearless, fearless.
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9. |
Sacrifice
04:19
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Sometimes I can't reach you.
I crawl for you.
One day I love you,
The next I hate you.
It's all about sacrifice.
It's all about sacrifice.
Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice.
I want to take a piece of your skin,
And one of my nail,
Mix all in my witch cauldron,
Cast a spell!
To become a new personn,
with different flesh.
A chimera with a bright dream.
A chimera with a bright dream.
It's all about sacrifice...
It's all about sacrifice...
I have your skin under my nails
I have your skin under my nails
under my nails
under my nails
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10. |
Abysses
04:27
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Je me noie dans ton regard,
Mes poumons s'emplissent d'une eau noire,
Mon corps dérive aux portes des abysses.
Mon corps dérive, mon corps dérive.
Sous l'épais liquide,
Une sirène mi femme, mi aigle,
Chuchote à mes oreilles,
Une étrange comptine.
Les rives au loin ne sont plus que mirage.
Les rives au loin ne sont plus que mirage.
Je me noie dans ton regard,
mes poumons s'emplissent d'une eau noire,
Mon corps dérive aux portes des abysses.
Mon corps dérive, mon corps dérive.
Une lumière opaque surgie du néant,
Dessine tel l’orfèvre,
Le glaive qui déchirera,
La membrane entre nos mondes.
Le passage incandescent se referme.
Le passage incandescent se referme.
Je me noie dans ton regard,
mes poumons s'emplissent d'une eau noire,
Mon corps dérive aux portes des abysses.
Mon corps dérive, mon corps dérive.
Maintenant nous sommes deux,
Unis comme une chimère,
Sous le regard des dieux,
Nous brisons le mur de verre.
La cité tapie sous les mers,
Sera notre périple vers la terre.
Je me noie dans ton regard,
mes poumons s'emplissent d'une eau noire,
Mon corps dérive aux portes des abysses.
Mon corps dérive, mon corps dérive.
Mon corps dérive, mon corps dérive.
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Denuit Montpellier, France
Denuit was born at dawn in the souls of Lis and Ivi. Nocturnal, electronic and poetic, their music is a dance between light
and darkness. Over Ivi's nebulous synths, Lis's cold, ethereal voice sounds like the call of the banshee. The duo creates their own magic potion: Night-Wave. Inspired by the cyberpunk aesthetics and the dark poetry of Edgar Allan Poe
Electro-Wave / Nightwave
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