вторник, 18 февраля 2020 г.

Simmer


 Rage is a quiet thing
You think that you've tamed it
But it's just lying in wait
Oh, rage
Is it in our veins?
Feel it in my face when I least expect it

If I had seen my reflection
As something more precious
He would've never
Mmm, and if my child needed protection
From a fucker like that man
I'd sooner gut him
Cause nothing cuts like a mother

Give in

Control
There's so many ways to give in
Eyes closed
Another way to make it to 10
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
Simmer simmer simmer simmer simmer down

Control
There's so many ways to give in
Eyes closed
Another way to make it to 10
Oh, how to draw the line between wrath and mercy?
(Simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer, simmer)
Gotta simmer simmer simmer simmer simmer down

Wrap yourself in petals
Wrap yourself in petals
Wrap yourself in petals for armor
Petals for armor


What a beautiful discover. The first time I heard this song, I stopped, held my breath and decided to save it for later, anticipating something genuine, unusual and great, and it's elusive echoes had already crept in my soul...
This song is a quiet thing. Unreachable and unforgettable. Atmospheric, dark and absolutely bottomless. The voice of this girl holds so many stories in every single word she spell, so much pain in every single note she sing. This voice contains so much strength, strenght of sound and strength of mind. And gosh, how beautiful her voice is and this song are...


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