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2. |
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Sleeping Frenzy / Rêve :
---
Spaces in the night
Fill denial
Each ignite
Shattering exiles
I see you there,
Eyelid sealed,
'Arms in the air,'
Sleepwalking,
My way
It's a wish preview,
A glimpse of free
I dreamed of you,
Dreaming of me
Once awake,
As we vanish,
Our fairy intake,
Has just perished
Now we leave,
Both our bed
Relieved to believe,
But wake up so upset
And your life passes by,
You don't seem too upset of that much wasted time,
And your mind trashes mine,
I'll forget all regrets and go on writing rhymes
Rhyming of you,
Dreaming of me,
Loving anew,
Sleeping frenzy,
Crazy pursuit,
Not to be free,
Poisonous fruit,
Forever sleepy,
An end in a suit,
In a coffin maybe,
Have no need for a cure,
I've gone mad already,
I just want to be sure,
You'll be dreaming of me,
Dreaming of you dreaming of me
I'vee no need for a cure
I'm as fine as crazy
I'll finally be free'd,
From this sleeping frenzy
I just want to be sure
You'll be dreaming of me
"Ton sommeil, mon amour"
I'd be dead but happy
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3. |
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BPM : 71
Verse 1
Here the past
Smells like ashes
Pages from the outcast
In books have vanished
The stones don't talk
The trees forget,
And man speaks words
Not worth being said.
And you might be the one,
Yeah you might be the one
One of the ones that no ones understands,
01’09’’
Yeah you might be this one,
The one who wants to be once,
The one that wasn't one of the once no ones.
Yet time passes by,
Now can you hear it,
It makes sense seems futile
Once you fear it.
But still, while you cry,
Let me clear it
Chorus :
Tough luck,
The time fucked you up,
Your dreams, your hopes,
Found no back up
So genius cry,
Your lamp is lost,
Here Jesus died,
No man has found the cross
All memories to dust,
Verse 2 :
Be Nieztsche,
Another lonely wolf,
Don't preach,
Leather boots leads to Adolphs,
And the rest, maybe best,
History's better side,
Eternity put to rest,
Chorus :
Tough luck,
The time fucked you up,
Your dreams, your hopes,
Found no back up
So genius cry,
Your lamp is lost,
Here Jesus died,
-but-No man has found the cross
All memories to dust,
We share, we care,
Once written by the wisest,
Seesed to be fair
So cry away your fear,
Not being remembered,
And feel each of your tears,
Vanity tempered.
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4. |
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A Chapter to an End
Verse 1:
You were prepared,
Your head in the sand,
Still you'd preferred,
A chapter to and end.
Chorus :
But It's here,
And you better embrace it,
The short time,
Before getting trough the exit.
And you'd rather,
Have a chapter
To an end,
No extends,
Nothing after,
Being bitter doesn't matter.
Don't admit,
Just embrace it.
---
Verse 2:
Your faith is still,
Inside your god
But your fear is real
Coz god is not...
So fear your time,
Your anxious nature,
Poorly sublimed,
Seeks for torture
Chorus :
But It's here,
And you better embrace it,
The short time,
Before getting trough the exit.
And you'd rather,
Have a chapter
To an end,
No extends,
Nothing after,
Being bitter doesn't matter
Don't admit,
Just embrace it.
---
Verse 3 :
You've had your share,
Don't go out,
Thinking life is unfair,
Justice smilles at believers,
So don't be dumb as you leave us
cresc:
Your breath is now leaving,
Your lips are now shaking,
Your brain is now swimming,
Your heart is now swinging
Chorus :
So It's here,
You're now facing the exit,
Can you feel,
Calm and slow don't you love it?.
And you rather,
Had a chapter
To an end,
To attend,
Afterlife to ascend
Nothing after,
We die covered
Empty smile flowered,
Lifelong tone unanswered.
So embrace it,
Don't you love it?
The end to the chapter
Of your exit.
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5. |
Interlude - Inventes
05:26
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6. |
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Et Pourtant
Un sourire, appel au compromis
Bien qu'odieux c'est la belle qui s'en omit,
Fille des fables et hommes d'émoi,
Tous en déboires en leur ébats+
Si bas d'estime aux égards des unes
On s'égare dans l'infime au regard des urnes
Et arrache nos rêves à leur socle idylle
En confins confiné de pensées serviles+
Et quand bien tous meurent, plus se trompent,
Pour preuve en torpeur, toutes audaces s'estompent,
C'est la vie qu'embouti la peur du beau,
Quand empathie et raison viennent à faire défauts+
Tumultueuse errance que l'incertitude,
L'angoissante liberté des sentiments,
Qu'engendre à beaucoup turpitude,
Laissant le reste s'accabler de mille tourments+
-
Et pourtant tous meurent,
A le savoir ne déraisonnent,
Aucun enfants qui des frayeurs,
Si facilement frissonnent.
Et pourtant tous meurent,
Quelques outils de dérision,
Aident l'homme en sa peur,
Lui pleure sa condition+
---...
Et pourtant tous crèvent,
Quelques outils de dérision,
Aident l'homme mais lui préfère,
Pleurer sa condition+
-
Mille états d'âmes qu'en faire?
Quand l'enfer c'est soi,
S'en faire pourquoi, ma foi, l'envers,
Du masque c'est moi+
D'un astre en noyade au crépuscule,
A l'aurorale dorure d'un mont d'orient,
Aux danses des feuilles qu'un vent bouscule,
Les beautés n'abondent qu'aux esprits béants+
-
Et pourtant tous meurent,
Et le savoir ne solutionne,
L'écho accru des faux malheurs,
Qui dans les coeurs résonnent.
Et pourtant tous meurent,
Âcre conscient qu'adoucit,
L'orgueil trouble et menteur,
Qui d'ostentation sévit,
---...
Qui d'ostentation surgit
---...
D'un délabrement naquit
---...
Vie dispensable maquis+
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7. |
Banjo ft Jelila
04:49
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VERSE 1
So loud and singing out all their convictions
Shallow expectations
Shadows of emotions
Swallows obligations
So proud to be indiscreet,
Crowed mind excrete
Their misconceived concrete,
Causes fact to deplete
CHORUS 1
As for me… Well...As for me…
As for me, as for me…-well…
Think I don't - Don’t
I Think I don’t I just
I just think I don’t
I must - Think I don’t …. Might not think at all
I just think i don’t,
I just might not think at all.
VERSE 2
Shouting in the halls
Only matter for those
Writing on the walls
Another illusion
For the silent ones
Emptiness in motion
Claims to dispel;
Nastier conditions
From the current ones
Begs for more devotion
Asked of me, well…
CHORUS 2 (Outro)
Think I don't
I just - I think I don't - don’t
Think I don’t
I just - I just think I don't
I must
I just think I don’t - don’t
I must think I don’t
I might not think at all
I just, think I don’t
I-i-iI just...
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9. |
Lost again ft Rïcïnn
03:43
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I'm lost again
Verse 1 :
In beetween conversations,
I see my life running by,
Attemp to give in convention,
Discust me each time I try.
When taking out,
The real it's left,
In a taste of theft.
The love is gone,
I might be proud,
And feeling deft,
I'm left alone.
No other way,
To ease my life,
I'm growing insane,
To appease my strife
And everyone seems,
To do the same,
Yet you loose their esteem,
Once you've quit the game.
//2//
They will tell you otherwise,
They will name you other guys,
That will find you to be wise,
Then advies you to disguis.
//3//
Chorus :
Now I'm lost again,
I'm feeling absent,
While I'm send,
To pretend, that the road goes ascend.
I'm lost again,
In my frame I'll be looking absent,
I'm lost again,
In my brain.
//4//
Verse 2 :
When suddenly,
Falling from the sky,
Oddly holy,
I bearly believed my eyes
//5//
Smilling beauty,
Maybe lost as well,
Kept on looking at me,
Crushing trough my shell.
I had nothing to say,
And I just said so,
Oh well silence she said,
Is just the voice below.
And fits me well,
Or maybe better,
Than some repelling shit,
On current weather.
We smiled for a while,
Walking together,
I'm loving that exile,
Then said to her.
Falling for you,
Feels like such a gain,
You're a living vertue,
please cure me again.
She took my hands,
Brought her lips to mines,
And invaded by that sense,
I just lost my mind.
///
Chorus :
And I'm lost again,
I'm smiling altghout,
Humour senses in my brain,
Matches nothing i saw.
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10. |
Interlude - Tourmentes
03:30
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Aux délicats
Aux délicats
Que la vie oppresse,
A vous,
Morts par tendresse
Aux délicats,
D'organes brutaux,
Aux cœurs las,
Sur les tréteaux,
Ces quelques notes de piano.
Aux délicats,
De jeunesse biaisé,
De faux soldats,
De plomb oxydé,
Aux délicats,
D'amour perdus,
D'humour força,
D'émoi vêtu
Ces quelques mots d'un encre ému.
Aux délicats,
Dont l'avis s'oppresse,
Du moindre débat,
Fard d'indélicatesse
Aux délicats,
Femmes trésor déchues,
Corps célibat,
L'esprit branlé aux nues
Ces quelques pensées crues.
Aux délicats,
Mort de tout,
Vie d'errata,
Né d'un écrou.
Aux délicats,
Solidaire de rien,
Solitaire d'aléa,
D'enchères carmin
Ces quelques maigres soutiens
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Obviously Yours :
I see the blood in yours eyes
The gap in your arms
Your heart beats surprised
From nothing you want.
Knowing love you feel sure
Yet your mind seems to soar
Blind to see it's a war,
And it's obviously yours.
It's around in the air
And the time is so wrong,
Hiding into despair,
Yet the choice is your own
One story the next,
You keep running through doors,
Love shouldn't be no pretext,
Yet it's obviously yours.
You're knitting a shadow
Warming your way
Pulling you down below,
When I wish you'd stay
You know that I care,
By keeping the score
And judging you there, well,
I'm obviously yours
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Pia to Forte
Tempo : 80 Bpm
In confort I'm bored,
To repeal it I bring-,
-In a major discord,
When I sing-
-In this minor chord. (repeat)
And I might switch, In a bit,
From upset to happy,
Higher pitch,
To befit,
Your preset to beauty.
Hear me now,
See the smiles now instead,
Hear me now,
Easy to get in your head,
Is it not,
No matter what I just said,
Hear me now,
Ho god I think I misread,
Hear me out
These lyrics have you misled
"I'll be Pia-It-seems-on-
-Forte glissando,
My pia-ni-ssi-mo,
Seeks heavy Crescendo,
I'll be Pia,
It seems,
An outlaw,
In themes,
A major melody,
On a minor mind,
And I think I lost it,
Singing this line,
The composer’s crossed it,
So I'll decline,
Smilling back again,
In tune and insane
I'm swinging in vain,
Singing in pain,
From Pia to forte,
From depth to cliché,
Beatrice to Dante,
From dismiss to display.
And I might be lost,
Yet hear me now,
I might pay the cost,
Yet hear me now,
Eloquence was here,
All along,
Beyond the sound it appeared,
Growing strong,
Hear it now,
On the drums,
Hear it now,
On the horns,
Hear it now,
In my voice
Know it now,
It's a choice
So let me end,
On beauty restored,
Yet also to offend,
With this minor discord.
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14. |
Interlude - Oublies
04:25
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15. |
Dawn Cycle ft Rïcïnn
05:31
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Intro:
Light rises up,
Turns (the)night to day,
I feel it coming up,
Drifting me away.
Coming up, coming up,...
Verse 1:
It's 6 o'clock in the morning,
And i walk straight,
My blood unfilthed by anything,
And it feels great.
Sun right in my face
People right in they're place
The city sings my song
Today can't go wrong,
BRK 1:
Today, to work,
The floor is shinning,
Reflects a jerk
That i ended up wiping,
But still,
The floor was blinding
Verse 2:
So I kept on wipping,
All day long,
Got tired of it from the beginning,
And still stayed strong,
And hardest thing,
There is among,
Was with the other ones,
To get along.
Their:
-False smiles,
-Forced talks,
-Tired up faces,
-Repeted jokes.
BRK 2:
It drove me mad,
and so sad,
Who knew life had,
To be so bad,
After i while i ran away,
After a while i had to get away,
So now,
I'm calming down the pain,
And now,
I feel it moving in my vein,
And reaching for my brain
Verse 3:
And:
I know it's in vain,
I know it's insane,
I know it's the same,
I know it remains,
I know it's to blame,
I know it's a shame,
And I don't care,
No I don't care,
Coz despit it,
Sun's rising up,
It's 6 in the morning again,
My head's completely fucked,
But for once sings the sound of my brain.
END :
And I know i'll be down again,
As the dawn cycle don't depend,
On my sa-ni-ty
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16. |
Sky's eyes ft Jelila
05:25
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144 BPM | SKY'S EYES
INTRO:
I open my eyes,
And feel so light,
Somehow not surprised,
All appearing so bright.
Chorus :
I'm as good as dead,
As I was once alive,
Perhaps slightly ahead,
My whole mind as revived.
I'm as good as dead,
As I would by sunrise,
Even, better instead,
Is see now from the sky's eyes
Verse:
1'01'': I see the world passing by
Underneath my eyes
I'm the sky, and to me,
Gravity laws no longer applies
Flying by some people on the ground,
Never felt more alive,
Waving greetings all around
None of them seems to reply
I'm flying by a river,
It's such a lovely feeling,
Once right over,
I saw my body missing
But couldn't believe it,
I'd rather though instead,
A dreaming lonely spirit,
But I guess -- I'm dead
No regrets right here,
I don't feel my fear,
I'm aware that I'm dead,
And I'm happy I am,
Cause life had me misled
In believing,
Almost kneeling,
3'04''
For anything,
To have any meaning.
Chorus :
I'm as good as dead,
As I was once alive,
Perhaps slightly ahead,
My whole mind as revived.
I'm as good as dead,
As I would by sunrise,
Even, better instead,
Is see now from the sky's eyes
Now I'm the sky and I'm free
From it's eyes, from it's lies,
From the sides, from the glides.
I'm as good as dead,
As I was once alive,
Perhaps slightly ahead,
My whole mind as revived.
I'm as good as dead,
As I would by sunrise,
Even, better instead,
Is see now from the sky's eyes
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17. |
Interlude - Penses
04:14
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Head's away
133 BPM
1
The ground withdrawn
My head's away,
When my mind is gone
My body plays
2
When my mind is gone
My feelings aside
That sweet taste left is a
A lie
My senses lives
A lie
3
Curious case
Of nothingness
The bassline curves
In emptiness
My mind is struggling for sanity
As vanity
Prices reality
4
No trip for remedy
Mine sells down the streets
I got the recepy
To be swept off my feets
to live this life,
And die,
And dive,
My innocence's alive,
My inner-self's a lie,
,
The ground withdrawn
My head's away,
When my mind is gone
My body plays
When my head's away
I head away,
When my head's away,
So far,
By the stars
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19. |
Brevis Part II
07:53
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20. |
ODES - In Fine (Outro)
00:59
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Born in New Zealand (2005), The8thstep, Alias for Belgian composer/songwriter/producer (Derenne Stélian) started with purely electronic ambitions and evolved with the love of classical orchestrations related to technological capabilities and bastardized by years of abusive musical introspection. ... more
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