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The Rope
05:09
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There stands a man with a long sword
The sword is long and also broad
He tried to trick me many times
and I admit, he succeeded too, at tricking
And maybe too many times
Eyes… eyes, eyes, eyes…
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
The face
Afar
The cloud
The sword
The rope
A woman, who is thin and not young
Who has a cloth on her head
Which is like a shield over her face
And leaves her face in shadows
With a rope the woman leads a calf
Eyes… eyes, eyes, eyes…
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
The face
Afar
The cloud
The sword
The rope
A woman, who is thin and not young
Who has a cloth on her head
Which is like a shield over her face
And leaves her face in shadows
With a rope the woman leads a calf
Which is still small and unsteady on its crocked legs
Sometimes the calf walks behind her very obediently
And sometimes it doesn’t
The woman pulls the calf by the rope
It lowers its head and shakes it and braces its legs
But its legs are weak, and the rope doesn’t break
The rope doesn’t break.
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
Eyes look out from afar
The cloud rises
The face
Afar
The cloud
The sword
The rope
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2. |
The Girl
04:28
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One morning the girl finds she has travelled mysteriously back many years in the past
There, the teachers and students call her "Clare"
The girl and Clare change places each night, they never meet
They only communicate through diary notes in an exercise book.
As time flows, the girl becomes trapped in Clare's time
Struggling to maintain her own identity
Another girl recalls her dream of seeing Clare whilst in the sickroom
And eventually the girl is able to sleep in the bed that will return her to her own time.
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3. |
Screams
03:18
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There were nights quite shattered with screams
With great screams of death
Dark human sounds
In which affliction sang
Death by bleeding
Death by starvation
Death by loneliness
Suffering beyond belief
Striking the heart like the song
Of dying birds
Death covered them with corrosion
These nights are full of cruelty
Shameful madness
Into the great darkness
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4. |
Wait!
03:53
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Wait!
Wait!
Think!
Breathe...
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5. |
We Are The Lost
03:57
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Through winding roads and narrow thoughts
Our hearts beat to a desolate note
We rise we shine, under the moon
Swinging through the vapors of this glorious tune
We are the lost, we are the few
We fight for the love in this bitter gloom
We are the lost, we are the few
We hope you wither in an endless doom
And never come back here no more…
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6. |
Forever
03:45
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Wonder why these events compel me
The way they turn are so disturbing
All we do is wish for nothing
Then again, we hope so something
I'll be fine, I'll wait in line
Waiting for you… forever
I'll be fine, I won’t lie
Waiting for you… forever
Times I cried are hard withstanding
Like a dream there so demanding
Promise me you’ll return someday
To bring the key and then unlock me
I'll be fine, I'll wait in line
Waiting for you… forever
I'll be fine, I won’t lie
Waiting for you… forever
To fail is something so unlike me
To break down and cry is all I feel
Heaven knows I’ve seen this story
Picture me when I’m lonely
I'll be fine, I'll wait in line
Waiting for you… forever
I'll be fine, I won’t lie
Waiting for you… forever
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7. |
The Final Show
04:05
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You tire me, you self-pity me
The way you move makes me ill
You batter me, bruising my will
Always there to danger me
This can’t be forever…
You slip in to make the final blow
To leave your stain for the final show
I deliver me, far from here
Heal my wounds of this fear
I erase you, oh my dear
Nothing more shall we ever hear
This can’t be forever…
You slip in to make the final blow
To leave your stain for the final show
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8. |
Drowning
05:48
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Drowning... drowning... drowning...
Twisting I fought
And heard the waters within me
The fine, beautiful black waters
Then I breathed golden strength once more
And the river ran rigid and more strongly
Drowning... drowning... drowning...
In no time the black water yoked all my strength
I saw the lesser waters great
And the soft banks steep and high
Drowning... drowning... drowning...
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Das Noir Athens, Greece
Das Noir is a dark experimental minimal project that also uses samples from music and movies created by Nick D. in 2019.
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