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The Evil In Me (demo)
04:39
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I tiptoe over jagged rocks.
Bile is filtrating through the ground.
I should tie my claws,
I'm aware I can do you harm.
I tiptoe...
A polluted river into the sea.
I should contain it with a dam,
Or immerse myself in toxic
With no rope I could grap.
You can only watch me sink.
I refuse to take your hand.
I restrain my evil power
Absorving what eats me alive.
Wait until magma scars over,
It would take you the whole life.
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Colours (demo)
02:41
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I wish I could keep you safe
Stepping on cracks of the hardest concrete,
Help your sun shine through high water
With your hair riding over the wind.
They're threatened by their own shit,
Black and white footage nonsense.
In a world with all kinds of grey
Nobody can erase your existence.
I'll support you in any colour,
In any shape that suits you.
Be who you are.
Be with who you want.
I wish we could make some room
So you can raise your silenced voice
Against the tide, against denial,
And say: "My nature is not a choice."
"I am who I am.
I want who I want."
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Big Wave (demo)
02:50
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This isolated place
Needs repairing.
Abandoned, but still
With a good foundation.
Here I'm standing,
Looking at the view.
I see it coming.
I hold my breath.
The big wave is approaching
But won't even get me splashed.
Salty fresh breeze
Moistening the walls.
A singing bird
Flies across the scene.
Calm before the storm.
The air is heavy.
Here it comes again.
My hands on the railing.
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Shield (demo)
06:06
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Your rusted armour doesn't fit you anymore.
The burden makes you drown
In the shallow end of the river.
You're no longer as you were before,
So why don't you look around
And find out environment's clearer.
Your mossy old shell limits your movements.
You're stuck in the thickest mud
Your wounded trust has created.
To step aside is not an improvement.
Don't forget you have guts,
Apart from being upgraded.
Your spiny skin only hurts yourself
Leaving a scar constellation
Like this, in broad daylight.
Your dry heart is no longer deaf.
Overcome any situation
Of disbelief and fright.
Your rusted armour...
Your mossy old shell...
Your spiny skin...
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Caryatid (demo)
05:41
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Left me standing
At a distance.
I'm a witness,
Though I can't talk.
Dropped the load
Over my head.
Neck stiffness,
Feet of chalk.
Turned to stone.
Chisel me.
Stunned to the bone.
Won't bleed.
Dried my breath,
Turned to flakes.
Step on them
On your way out.
Up this hill
Hardened my nerve.
Not gonna bend
To join the crowd.
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6. |
Under Control (demo)
04:27
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Under control - Under control
Everything's under control.
Pull a thread of the tangle,
Single straight line from A to B.
No leakage outside the angles.
No clutter, everything fits.
I have planned every unexpected turn,
Analized every possible result.
All sorted out - All sorted out
Inner morass under lock and key
While the scene is plain as a grid:
This is the deal.
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Armed the fools,
Blocked all exits.
From my satellites
I've got you.
Single still image,
Layers of voices,
All channels broadcast:
Stare at the spiral.
Shots in the eye.
Standstill.
Await further instructions.
Numbers and data,
Lost your hands:
Now you're mine.
Ignorance is bliss.
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8. |
Brick By Brick (demo)
04:04
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Brick by brick by brick by brick...
Avoiding conflicts makes me brittle,
So I surround myself with a double wall.
There are bones in between.
Out of sight, out of mind.
There are million splinters under my skin, my kin.
I'm so wounded that I, I don't feel a thing.
Blow every shadow away
By listening to the same old songs.
Switch off all channels
But the one with the stupidest films.
I only want plastic and steel.
Here I don't see what I don't want to see.
Here I don't feel what I don't want to feel.
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Amber Marble (demo)
04:24
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The tide went out,
Left on the sand
An amber marble
Through which sun splits
Into million sparkles.
You saw me
Back then,
Saw the light
Despite my shade,
My beautiful friend.
I will treasure
All those memories
Inside the marble
You once gave me,
Clear like your eyes.
I'll look through it
Whenever I doubt,
Whenever I'm about to fall.
The kid has gone,
Left on my hand
An amber marble
Through which love spreads
In a million light threads.
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Cocoon Hum Barcelona, Spain
Reencontrarme con esas cápsulas del tiempo, esas libretas en las que había estado escribiendo letras de canciones desde los dieciocho años, fue lo que hizo que recuperase un viejo sueño que veía inalcanzable y lo convirtiera al fin en una realidad: hacer mis propias canciones, porque aunque por un tiempo hubiera dejado de escribir yo nunca he dejado de tararear. ... more
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