Dispossession

 

Lost in a valley of smoke
I lose sight of those I love
I can't live in this dream
Wandering the world a lost soul

A shell of a man
Frozen in a toxic trance
A shell of a man
Frozen in a toxic trance

Unfamiliar reflections stare at me
These eyes are not my own
Running from my demons in this endless valley

Show me the way (Show me the way)
Because I no longer know
Right from wrong

I know what has to be done
The smoke will settle
The demons will come
And I will be torn apart (Apart, apart, apart, apart...)

Exposing my weakness the world will see, the world will see
What I never, what I never, what I never fucking wanted

As I stare at your face, soaked in disgrace
What is the price, a judgment of life
I cry out in this dispossession

Exposing my weakness the world will see
What I never, what I never, what I never fucking wanted

They crowd around me
Here to take their share of my mind
I can no longer
Muster the strength to face them alone, all on my own

They whisper echoes in unknown tongues
I refuse to absorb their toxic words
I've forgotten how to love
Searching behind locked doors in my mind

Cast aside the fear of reality
Face the fucking world

 

Northane - Dispossession

When you’ve soared as high as you can go, can you ever return to earth? You took your path from the highest place, constantly ascending up, to the greatness, endlessly evolving yours uniqueness, enhancing yours craft, intensifying yours beauty. And all I can do is bow down before the great experimentators.

The Wreck Of S.S Needle

The members of his squad grow thick
A testament to “get rich quick”
No sign of mismatched features
Secondary organs from within
So on command they open
Winding clockwork sirens as they come
Scramble the rock face through the glare of morning sun — to run

Your time is costlier than fine
The wreck of S.S. Needle
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble

Splinters always hide under the skin
From glitter of the pin
To brave a friend in battle comes
The thimble with his sign
You’ve got to spit to see the shine
Let me see you run this gamut blind

Your voice, it shakes
You smile so dryly
Let us see and touch you lightly
The moon is so unseemly, bright
Cut your hair off
Watch all night
Splinters always hide under the skin
The battle of the thimble and the pin
Put me down where I can see you run
The battle of the thimble and the pin
Put me down where I can see you run

 Cult Of Luna & Julie Christmas - The Wreck Of S.S Needle

I will never know if this encounter was an accident or a gift of fate, but I know that now I am connected to you forever.
This music is something absolutely unreal. Thunderous walls of sound that are synchronously destructive and profoundly pensive, layered with textured vocals that evoke contrasting feelings, from bliss to anxiety, balancing on the edge of pure schizophrenia, creates an absolutely absorbing blend, that keeps me drawn into this vivid, yet grim imagery...
Incredible balance flows smoothly into unity, splitting into two perfect parts to become one again, uniting soul and consciousness in a sense of endless, pulsating and violent catharsis. This music is destructive by nature, but beautiful, like the sea in a storm, mysterious, like the cause of its origin, endless, like the running of time from the very moment of its creation.
...And if that tune had broken off and been lost in the expanse of the digital world, its memory would have haunted me indefinitely, appearing in the silence of dreams and the coolness of the night wind, like a quiet sadness about a treasure lost forever...

Roots Remain

 

And the sky opened up and it swallowed us whole
All that's left is time and healing underground
Underneath us the cosmic dawn of war begins
We resolve and watch as it all crumbles down

Your adventure is dark and it hides beyond the cells
All I feel alive, the hearts will prevail
The stolen eye was found and given to the lost soul
While the moon sets far and the milestones seem low

Beauty fades
Deaths decay
Fires on high
Reach the sky
Branches break
Roots remain
Strong in mind
Beauty

And all that I have come to lose
Gone so long it doesn't matter anyway
And all that I have come to gain
Will remain with me until the bitter end
And when you sit and picture me
Remember sitting in the sun and dancing in the rain
The end is not the end, you see
It's just the recognition of a memory

The eyes
The face
The lips
The tongue
The end
The end

Mastodon - Roots Remain

Music will always be my palladium, my wings behind my back and steady soil under my feet, be the unfading gaze that looks to the past and the hand that will always guide me into the future, warming my hand with its own, in this hushed and grim world, imperceptibly crumbling apart with each passing day.
But my roots run so deep in the earth, and there they touch yours.
Thank you for this song sparkling in its endless and awe beauty. Thank you for borrowing me your (sublime) voice so I can finally speak, breaking the silence of my longing heart.

Liquid

 

I'm a spectre in your dreams
I'm drowning in your sleep
I'm divided
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm different when I’m me
I just can’t fight it

I'm melting down into your mould
I'm doing what I'm told
'Cause I am liquid
I'd paint a picture just for you
'Cause that's what people do
I'm so conflicted

I'd sink through the floorboards
And onto your lips
'Cause I am liquid

Because I'm floating out to sea
I'm asleep and I'm liquid
I'm drifting in a dream
Just for me, and I'm liquid, and I'm liquid

What can I say
I’m floating away
I'm thinking of changing my name
But I'm different when I'm with you
Different when I'm with you
I thought I was done
I've only begun
To get to the person I was
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone
(Because I'm floating out to sea)
(I'm asleep and I'm liquid)
(I'm drifting in a dream)
(Just for me, and I'm liquid)

Boston Manor - Liquid (Acoustic)

/ Tender in the wound way. /

My amazed heart can only say that this is an absolutely new, unseen before and I thought nonexistent level of tenderness...
So this is why I'm sinking into you...?

Nurture

You're the only one
I think the world of
Even the darkest things
Need to be loved

You stay believing that hope is a cycle
Hands up, giving your life to an idol
Know your part, and play it well
In time, the earth becomes our hell

You've got that medicine
And it's making me sick
Hands pulling me down
You better catch me quick

I need to be sure of you
I need to be sure, because

There must be something more
As I enter disease
Life's pulling me down
Won't you catch me please?

Nurture me

Black out my eyes
Until there's nothing to spare
I've been fighting my sleep
But you were never there
Static creeping and shaping the air
I've been fighting to see
Someone who isn't there

Happy or just distracted?
I need to feel
Like everything is real
I am imperfection
You were sent from above
Nurture me in love with love

Thornhill - Nurture

It's true... It really feels like you were sent from above and now you're the only one I think the world of.
It's as if you've given me life, lifted me up so high that my whole familiar world has become just tiny patterns on a vast endless canvas somewhere far below, and at the same time I feel as if I'm standing on my knees and looking up into the unreachable heights. This vocalist is something unspeakable, this expression, these colors, these emotional shimmers, this power and beauty enveloping me and tearing me from the inside. Oh, all those epithets are nothing compared to how they make me feel.

 

Wave after Wave

From the trees
From the deep
I am rising

Moving with the pace of your dreams
I am lingering

Where our voices join the choir
Where our numb bodies sleep
In a place where moments drift
Silence hits in wave after wave

Under careful watch from the stars
Under a shelter of blue and green
Whispers suppressed by snow
Silence hits in wave after wave

With the crows
With black wings
I am flying
Running with the pack of my own will
I am closing in
I hear the call
I see you fly
A motion like twin rocks

If you turn thе moon will shift its course
If you listen the rain will sing your song
Now that wе have found our path
Let it guide you
Let it carry you

  Cult of Luna - Wave after Wave

This song reminds me of the ocean... Majestic, alluring, soothing, and at the same time filling my heart with awe and anxiety, an elusive sadness, a mysterious whisper of the past of this world and a quiet lament about the inevitable end of all existence, which to us, the grains of sand at the bottom of this ocean, always seemed an eternity.
And when I listen to this song, it seems that I am listening to the endless heartbeat of the sea and find its response deep within me, merging with it, dissolving in it, becoming part of something incomprehensibly great, yet so fragile...

Closure

 

Breathe, trust, bless me and release
Climb hard or never be seen
Closed off, rescue to breathe
Just bless me

Two-sided time
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
The pain

Had to turn and lay down, your sting of disease
Phase you out, should've seen this coming
Go on confusing this soul
Hold my breath 'til you rupture

Three days aside
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
Pride

Like a leech, I hold on as if we belonged
To some precious pure dream
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath
Now fail me

Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure

Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me
Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me

 

Chevelle - Closure

I knew that one day tides will bring me back to you... closer than ever before.
I am drifting in the peace of mind that you gave me, I close my eyes and start to see imberable beauty appearing out of darkness, while tasting this bittersweet ache in my heart. This is the sound of the music I am craving to release my feelings under, but the sound of your voice takes my words away... Melodies you woven make me lost in thought, sinking deeper in the depths of what lies beneath the words you speak with, as I start wandering above horizons, walking on the thin line on the brink of non-existence.

The Valley

 

Circle down to the mouth of the valley
Kneel now down at the face, at the gate
As every footfall crumbles so fast beneath me
Under the weight of this Eternal Shame
And to you who've given up in the Valley
And to you who've given all to its wake
Just another endless night falls around thee
Just another grey landscape to face

I want to step into the armor of another, stronger
I want to look once through the eyes of someone good
So I can gather up the names of our mothers
And wash away the shame and lift them to sainthood

But if you have given up in the valley
And if you have given all to its wake
Just another endless nightfall around me
Just another fucked up thing I can't save

But always run forever miles, does it end?
Then another wall rises in the distance
Their horizon parts for none
Where mothers failed, to carry all their weight
I will be brave, yes I will be brave

You see them?
All those who have fallen
Stacked up like stones in a pile
A tower of failures
So twisted and vile
You see them there?
Ancient and seething
Up in a pyre
Get them out of My Way

 Emma Ruth Rundle & Thou - The Valley

When you are so tired from reality, when you dream of finding a path that will lead you to a quiet secluded place, far from prying eyes, far from the whole world, to a place where you can find hope and consolation, this path can always be found in music... Sometimes music is just the feelings. Sometimes it's history. And sometimes it's the whole world...
And this music from its first chords feels so hauntingly real, as if it puts its cool hand on your eyes, closing them, envelops you with strong but gentle embrace and slowly guide you to a heavy patterned door which will lead you to secret place - brand new world where reality is intertwined with history, with fiction, with a fairy tale, with a secret... And you start to see images of the old world, as it once was, as they slowly begin to rise out of the fog, the road leads you further and further, through misty fields, sinking in the evening twilight, under the canopy of trees, to the spurs of the mountains, to the somber castles, in which life once boiled and history was made, but now only ghostly gusts of cold wind are inconsolably trying to find their shelter, amid the eternal darkness and forever asleep memory...
A great journey that can be made in those achingly beautiful few minutes while this song lasts. Not just a song, but a moment captured in time, a work of withered beauty and an perpetual world of imagination... 

 

Being Human Is Weird

 

A hot breath on the back of my neck by
Someone pushing his way to the bar
And to my left, somebody's father is pressing
Right up against someone's daughter with shark eyes

And now I'm smoking too much
It's the only excuse
I have to get away from filling my black lungs
With cheap perfume

And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing
Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once
The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view
And all the things that I would do
To get out once I actually do

And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it
And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it

I'll buy a drink for a stranger
She's been giving me eyes all night
Maybe give her an empty line

Now I'm part of it
I'm part of it
Now I'm part of it
(And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing)
I'm part of it
(Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once)
Now I'm part of it
(The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view)
I'm part of it
(And all the things that I would do to get out)

OWEL - Being Human Is Weird

This song has so easily captivated me with its touching and sincere simplicity, perfectly complemented by incredibly sophisticated and sublime musical patterns. There is something so familiar in this melody, something so soulful in this voice, but at the same time something so unattainable beautiful hovers above. And it seems to me that this song is a story of a cute and shy guy from the house next door, a boy who you have known for so long that it seems that he cannot be anything more than you use to see in him... But one day he inadvertently opens his sad soul permeated with pain and scattering of dreams imprisoned in it to you. A soul that has become a home for all the unnoticed beauty of this world. And you watch with a sinking heart as a storm is forming in your heart, tearing off the last veils of self-control from your soul. And now it's not so easy to just take your eyes off him. Just like I can't stop listening to this song...

 

How Do You Know

 

You said you'd hate to see me drown in the river

I've got news for you sister

I don't want to either

You said the size of the buildings will dwarf me

And the shadows with cloak me

And the fumes will choke me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never?

Maybe the sights will make me star-struck

Maybe you're right:

I'll come unstuck

And run out of luck

But maybe I'll use the shadows to shade me

Use the river to float me

And be the blood that runs through me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never? 

 Gaoler's Daughter - How Do You Know

I found this old box covered with dust, ran my hand over it, feeling a bitter-sweet sensation melted with all-consuming sense of sadness and nostalgia steal over me, spreading from my fingertips. And I just wanted to pass it by, because all these feelings and images are still so real, but at the last moment I nevertheless decided to look into it, not even imagining that I was opening Pandora's box with devilishly seductive and angelically charming music that took me into its radiant depths, swirling me in its sparkling whirlpool, woven from memories of youth, the spirit of freedom, tart sweetness and charming audacity, giving the dizzying feeling that everything is possible and life is fiilled with so many hauntingly beautiful stories to discover.
And yes, yes, yes: this album is one of the best things I've ever heard and one of the sweetest things I've ever tasted.

If [Loss] Then [Leader]

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I never knew that I was upside down
Call out the sleeping soul, wake up the sleeping sun
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
And everything else will end

Manipulator, do you understand brazen truth?
You love things you don't understand
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
I have an interesting analogy
Love is painful, always
And everything else will end
Everything else
Everything else
Everything will end

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I could never run as fast as the light finds black
So leave me lightless
Kick up the dust into the emptiness
And forget your history
I just want to look into its lying eyes
Embrace me longer
Kick up the dust into its empty gaze
Yeah, that's where the fall begins

Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever

Norma Jean - If [Loss] Then [Leader]

Oh, the overwhelming emotions of his voice and piercing tragedy of these lyrics resonate in my heart with such force that if it were made of diamond it would still be covered with cracks, if it were made of marble it would still crumble to dust... So listening to this song, I try to save myself, gripping my chest tightly with both hands... But it can hardly help me. So hold tight, girl, there is no salvation once you heard this.

Hickory Creek

It's so hard to let go
You can hear me but I'm invisible
But if you dig out your eyes, maybe pain will subside
The worst that could happen is you never see me again
But the worst is yet to come, my friend

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now

I left so long ago
You never noticed I was gone
Now that you don't have eyes, maybe now you'll realize
Within your own head, you're creating these lies
For what it's worth, you're still beautiful
But beauty lies within the eyes

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I've faded into myself

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I'm fading faster now

Whitechapel - Hickory Creek

Let me find a shelter in the velvet shroud of your voice telling stories about unbearable pain, about the inevitability of losses, about the inexorable run of time... But at the same time reminding me that memory and beauty will live forever... Sublime and beauty, unbreakable strength and soothing gentleness that permeates every word you say hurt and cure me at the same time. And I'm paralyzed with the beauty within these lines...

 

Lux and Row

Medicines trapped in our bones

Can't wait till the other side to take it

The ground beneath gives weight to the catacombs

I’m praying this is not your fault

I mean it

Easy as it comes

They'll find a way

Easy as it goes

We'll take it

An effigy

I am the hunter

I drank the oceans dry to taste it

The thoughts between here and what fills your cup

I’m praying this is not your fault

Believe it

Easy as it comes

They'll find a way

Easy as it goes

We'll take it

And I never meant to

thoughtcrimes - Lux and Row

My new obsession, another black hole on my night skies full of stars. Desire to constanly hear this painfully mysterious voice driftig on the dark velvet waves flowing over the abyss is so acute that it became despair...

My Name is Dark

So, we party when the sun goes low
Imminent annihilation sounds so dope
Oh, I'm not shy but I refuse to speak
Because I don't trust you to understand me

Every city has a place like this
Underneath the bridges where the tainted kiss
Put on "Bullet with Butterfly Wings"
So that I can sing along while I break things

You know me as the girl who plays with fire
But this is the song I wrote you in the dark

(I hear they're calling my name)
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
I don't need to sleep anymore
That's what the drugs are for

Paradise on my right, and hell on my left
The angel of death, right behind me
Paradise on my right, hell on my left
And the angel of death, she said to God
"Un-fuck the world, un-fuck the world
You stupid girl, you stupid girl"

I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah

Grimes - My Name is Dark

 / It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. /

Everything in this world collapses and falls into oblivion, all unbridled feelings and heightened emotions become fettered by strong shackles of getting used to, colors cease to be bright when you look at them for a long time, everything unusual becomes so familiar and does not touch you anymore... Therefore, I dream so much to keep that feeling of delight and slightly upturn on this incredible song that has not ceased to sound in my head for so many days now...

I love the music of this art angel. And I hope it will take me a lot of time to quench my thirst from this inexhaustible source of her crazy irrational talent, a non-standard perception of the world and surreal beauty.

Vantablack

Poisonous eyes
Lay your poisonous eyes on me
And taint me if you dare
Ya' taint me if you're so smart
Scotch and soda in my blood
Where, can, I, get
Some more

I'm taking you home
I'm taking you home
I'm making a point
I'm taking you

Please allow me to play with my shiny stainless blade
And stroke your marble skin
And feel the steel slide between your thighs

Hush
You are not leaving this couch
Shut up
Or I'll smash every tooth in your mouth

Let me do a little dance
Let me show you some romance
Let me be a gentleman
Let me put on some jazz
Let me fetch some candles
Let me turn up the heat
Let me light up a Partagrás
Let me tie your ankles
Let me treat you like a queen

The pulse
The pulse in your throat
The pulse
The pulse in your throat
Beating louder now
Beating faster now
Beating faster

Digging my fingers
Deeper
Ever deeper
Into the flesh of your neck
Panting, both of us, panting
Panting
The pulse in your throat
Beating slower now
Beating slower now
Beating slower now

Perturbator - Vantablack

My consciousness now is a dark room, from the window of which a view of the night city opens, showing throught a veil of rain, rising through a mystical haze of fog gleaming in the impenetrable cold and lifeless, but such an alluring light of neon signs that promise you to tell all the secrets of the night city and the dark sides of human souls...

And this room - as my mind and my heart - is filled from edge to edge with the sounds of synthwave music - bewitchingly beautiful, dark, possessive and uncompromising. And as if in order to finally subjugate me to its will, this insinuating, painfully mysterious and delightfully exciting male voice weaves its way through this transcendental music. And gosh, this voice is so piercingly real, as if its mysterious overawing owner is hiding in the shadown of this room... And this darkness is so real that you can touch it... It's so tempting that you want to touch it.

The Constrictor

Divided I'm carelessly counting my sins
The sight of growing too old to begin
Sentenced to find the one that is gold
In a pile of nothing.

To our hearts we wreck we're reborn
I grow inside you I feel nothing
And when I'm born I will be ready

There's not enough of a reason to be ugly
I'll crucify you and burn until you're nothing
And if my body is bruised would you believe me that
I am more than you and what you're reading

Medic I feel headless
Leave me

Divided I'm carelessly counting my sins
The sight of growing too old to begin

And if the world never died
I'd live long enough to forget what its shape is
I lost each one of my eyes
In a world mind versus the question

Oceana - The Constrictor

My savior. Music that is not connected with anything in my life, but which seems to have always been with me. Music to soothe a broken heart. Music, to fill a devastated consciousness. My place between heaven and hell.

Lost Boy

I want to know if you can change your life and not betray your own soul
I just want to know but i don't care who you are.
I want to know if you can see the beauty and don't hide your eyes
I don't want to know how did you get here.

I don't care what you have lived
I don't care how old you are

I want to know if you stayed open after betrayals of life
I just want to know but i don't care who you are.
I want to know if you still want to risk and lose your way home
I don't want to know how did you get here.

I don't care what you have lived
I want to know what you are now

Be Forest - Lost Boy

Как насчет абсолютной свободы и возможности бесконечно двигаться вперед по извилистой дороге, которая может привести тебя туда, куда ты только мог мечтать? Как насчет нескончаемого лета, теплого аромата земли после дождя, сливающегося с вдохновенным и волнующим благоуханием цветов? Пылинок, танцующих в золотых лучах послеполуденного солнца, ветра, колышущего колосья в необъятных полях? Как насчет величественных горных гряд, тающих в голубом мареве? Таинственной морской глади, уносящей твой взор в бесконечность, а твое сердце - в непроглядную тьму морских пучин? Как насчет густых лесов, в листе которых так причудливо тень и свет переплетаются между собой...? Как насчет тихого дыхания вечерних сумерок, наконец-то приносящих с собой долгожданную прохладу и окрашивающих все вокруг в цвета из иных миров...? Как насчет бесконечности ночного неба над головой, усыпанной миллионами звезд, окутанной незримой дымкой, состоящая из непостижимых тайн и загадок, таких же неуловимых и бесконечных, как те чувства и эмоции, которые способен ощутить человек, всего-навсего включив такую музыку, как эта.

No Dog

With an arch of the neck and the bristling of fur,
I'll cling to the earth with a footing that's sure.
With sinewy limbs, pounding the ground,
By the scruff of your neck, I'll hold you for hours.

As brutes in a brawl, in an exchange of blows,
I'll spring for your throat, break open your bones.
With a punishing jaw, that's eager to grip,
Baring teeth that are starting to drip.

And I've fire in my heart and it's dogged and pure,
Just waiting to leap, to wrestle in dirt.
Is your steel true? Have you an iron will?
Have you mastered the laws that nature has built?

Because I am no man, but I am alive
And I am no dog, I am a wolf.

I! Am! No! Dog! I! Am! A! Wolf!
I! Am! No! Dog! I! Am! A! Wolf!

Esben and the Witch - No Dog

Gosh, how unique, intense and emotional this music is. This vocal gets under your skin, consuming you, while you are drowning in surging waves of divergent and diverse post-rock under the heavy skies of gloomy aesthetic. Each song of these guys sounds like a magical rite, bewitching you with all its entity and converting you to its religion...

Choke

Over time, I let that seed of uncertainty bloom into a tree.

A tree which cannot be cut down for me.
A compulsion which befell every part of me. 

I had crawled back into the rabbit hole

I thought I'd never return to, but I am accustomed.

To avoid any leaves of self doubt amidst loved ones.
The dirt and earth collapsed and trickled down above me,
behind me, as I burrowed deeper and deeper.
The more I struggle, the more I die.

Inevitability of darkness. What once was a seed of doubt
are roots that shelter me and remind me where I belong --
In a hole.
I choke on the world. I choke on the world.
And I swallow its contents painfully, yet willingly

Cara Neir - Choke

This is a long, entangled road through a cold autumn forest under the blackened skies, crying with small tears of rain. And I find an irresistible charm in these impenetrable twilight, concealing only sadness and unanswered questions, in these unhurried melancholic tunes that sound like a spell, like a prayer, like the silent conversations between the two irreconcilable parts of your soul...

The Family Disease

 

I'll vomit illusions,
Trick myself that i'm happy,
But so much comes out of my mouth it's burning me empty

I think my heart could receive it,
Cheap imposter where you heading,
Thank you my love would you believe me,
Thank you my love would you be listening.
But so much comes out of my mouth it's burning me empty

Feel me my anger's gone,
I don't breathe I only have a son,
It's not me (it's not me-e-e)
I'm not real, I Was never born

I am forever alive,
I hook my heart to my eyes,
I reach from birth just to die,
I keep the devil inside I grow him in me

I think my heart could receive it,
Cheap imposter where you heading,
Thank you my love would you believe me,

Thank you my love would you be listening.
But so much comes out of my mouth it's burning me empty.

Feel me my anger's gone,
I don't breathe I only have a son,
It's not me (it's not me-e-e)
I'm not real, I Was never born

I watched you choke on me,
You leave me unbalanced,
You come back to break them.

I am forever alive,
I hook my heart to my eyes

Oceana - The Family Disease

How could I look at you all this time but not see you? How could I exchange only fleeting glances with you, when now I just can’t take my eyes off you, I want to look at you endlessly? Drowning in the waves of melancholy, sadness and incredible beauty dissolved in your voice. A voice that can rise you to the top of the world and drown you down in the abyss of pain. To listen and ask a question: is there a limit to the beauty and these feelings that can fit in a person’s heart? And listening to this music, I restrain myself not to cry. But I won't cry. Walking here is endless. And I'll never want to leave this place.