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The Trail
04:38
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Two molecules of oud
Discreet through salt of breeze
Among the smells entombed
In citie's streets.
They twist the bordres off,
They break into the lungs
They screw Pandora's box
Inside my restless heart.
I dream and see the house
Of childhood gone away,
Rocks grown up from dust,
Stars that never fade.
I dream and hear the bees
They sound like summer blood,
Green ghost among the trees,
Rustling leaves in flood.
The signs were there to teach
How to distinguish mine
In countless shapes and features,
In endless stream of minds.
The signs were there to teach
How to distinguish mine
In countless shapes and features,
In endless stream of minds.
The signs were there to teach
How to distinguish mine
In countless shapes and features,
In endless stream of minds.
The signs were there to teach
How to distinguish mine
In countless shapes and features,
In endless stream of minds.
The two molecules of oud
Drew me a wonky oundle.
This trail leads to you
I've known, you are in town.
The two molecules of oud
Drew me a wonky oundle.
This trail leads to you
I've known, you are in town.
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Retrograde
05:09
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The brightest one among night sisters
Here comes the mistress.
The earliest that wakes up
In soften velvet dusk.
The One to lighten nights,
The One to pair up Mars.
The goddess with her fame
She pushes dreams through veins.
For those who will never forget
Venus comes to retrograde.
For those who will never forget
Venus comes to retrograde.
For sacred memories to revive
And facing again the old love alive,
To catch the breath and to warm the flesh
Venus bestowed this flash.
For sacred memories to revive
And facing again the old love alive,
To catch the breath and to warm the flesh
Venus bestowed this flash.
Back into limb of your memories,
Back in the limb of your memories.
For those who will never forget
Venus comes to retrograde.
For those who will never forget
Venus comes to retrograde.
For sacred memories to revive
And facing again the old love alive,
To catch the breath and to warm the flesh
Venus bestowed this flash.
For sacred memories to revive
And facing again the old love alive,
To catch the breath and to warm the flesh
Venus bestowed this flash.
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Облака
05:16
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Блеск тех гаснущих глаз
Запомнят они навсегда
Свет их там, где-то там высоко
Слепая мечта, нелепый бред
Коснуться рукой
Коснуться рукой облаков
Но облака твои
Так далеко, так далеко
Страсть к своим мечтам
С ней всегда невозможно жить
Наполняется чаша терпения черной тоской
Но облака твои
Так далеко, так далеко
Их никогда не коснуться рукой
Не коснуться рукой
Ясных глаз покой давно
Питают следы в небесах
В хмурой сетке дождя сумасшедшая суть
Слепая мечта, нелепый бред
Игра одинаковых судеб, неправильный путь
Пусть облака твои
Дождинки размечут под ноги людям
Страсть к своим мечтам
С ней всегда невозможно жить
Наполняется чаша терпения черной тоской
Но облака твои
Так далеко, так далеко
Их никогда не коснуться рукой
Не коснуться рукой
Как странный сон, как бледный взгляд
Дождинка каплей крови на руке
Как мечта, как нелепый бред
Твои облака вдалеке
Наперекор судьбе
Прикосновение смерти
И поцелуй на щеке
Меня посетила
Мечта
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We Are Memory
05:22
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All these loops and dots
Are so conjuring.
Pages tattoed with words,
Milky skin of thoughts
Smells with sun and tangerines.
Some heart that used to beat inside,
Some heart that used to beat inside
The word of lines, the word of lines, the world.
We are memory...
Spirit dances among inks.
We are memory....
Spirit dances among inks.
A cozy paper tomb of hopes,
Decorated with dried tears,
Glued daffodils and thorns
Of crimson rose trees.
Some heart that used to beat inside,
Some heart that used to beat inside
The word of lines, the word of lines, the world.
We are memory...
Spirit dances among inks.
We are memory....
Spirit dances among inks.
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Neurome
04:02
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You can life on me
In your memories.
Blinking in the empty eyes
The way to shrine.
The path remains pristine,
Til it smells like grief.
Then, you start to call in mind
My sights.
And each time you recall
For flesh and bones
My face grows versatile,
The form gets vólatile.
No matter how it seems in real
Oh, no!
The eye of mind
Skews you and I.
You cannot throw away these dreams
So firm.
The hostage you
Of your own mind.
And each time you recall
For flesh and bones
My face grows versatile,
The form gets vólatile.
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Stratosphere
06:04
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For all we know
About the world
Is thank to ancestors.
Through Orpheus's songs
To bricks of void
Is thank to ancestors.
They talk to us
With rains and dust
From higher stratosphere.
We know the names,
The laws and fame
From prays and songs of theirs.
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The Brave
05:31
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To a man this dust belongs
That used to be of flesh and bones.
He was like one of us,
Stained with sin of life and lust.
He used to be a man
Fragile as one of snail shells,
When every step feels likeq a thread
Of gory wretchedness and death.
He had so many doubts,
Allurements, wicked, fears and bounds.
And reasons to regret
Are crowded near his marble bed.
And most of his small heart
Was pumping sacrilegious blood.
A simple human being
That never said a word to Heaven.
A simple human being
That never got he'd lived in Hell.
A simple human being
That never said a word to Heaven.
A simple human being
That never got he'd lived in Hell.
Despising all pathetic lies
He whispered under vaults of shrimes,
Despite infirmity inside
That never let him feel alive,
He dared to create.
He found the courage for the flight
To stars and back into his mind.
Into abyss he dared to dive
And face his fate.
He is The Brave.
He is The Brave.
A simple human being
That never said a word to Heaven.
A simple human being
That never got he'd lived in Hell.
He found the courage for the flight
To stars and back into his mind.
Into abyss he dared to dive
And face his fate.
He is The Brave.
He is The Brave.
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Stendhal Syndrome
05:12
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I dreamed once
For this world to come
In my arms
With its precious dawns.
Shining bright
With both tears and stars,
Beaming might,
Leaving wrecks and scars.
Beautiful world,
Rapturing and rotten.
Threatening world,
Gemstoned and soften.
Beautiful world,
Rapturing and rotten.
Threatening world,
Gemstoned and soften.
I face your edges,
The impeccability.
My mouth of pledges
Left dry and weak.
No ribs to breathe in
The allure of flowers.
No courage to swim
Both in depths and shallows.
Beautiful world,
Rapturing and rotten.
Threatening world,
Gemstoned and soften.
Beautiful world,
Rapturing and rotten.
Threatening world,
Gemstoned and soften.
Your grandeur
Is powering me —
Alas, I am
Too much of a human being.
Your grandeur
Is powering me —
Alas, I am
Too much of a human being.
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thewalkingicon Haifa, Israel
thewalkingicon project is a Russian/Israeli duo formed by the member of rock and industrial acts from 1990-s Crocodile T.X.
and Thaivox Dmitry 033 Osipov and Koenigsberg electronic and goth diva Sasha Rempel.
synthpop, indiepop, electropop, Signed to Negative Gain Productions.
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