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White Ward
Members | |
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Current | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals |
Member(bands): Signals Feed the Void, Save Switzerland | |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars (2012-present) |
Member(bands): Inhumanity, Misticism, Morchant, Nerve Abscess | |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums (2017-present) |
Member(bands): Sangfroid, Schattenfall, Liberanimus, Wild Dances | |
Mykola Jack | Guitars (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Zoanthropy | |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone (2019-present) |
Past | |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars (?-2017) |
Vitaliy Topchiy | Guitars |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone (?-2017) |
Member(bands): Tectum | |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Fou | Bass (2012) |
Vladimir Bauer | Bass (2012-?) |
Member(bands): Schattenfall, Entfärbt durch Morgengrauen | |
Sightless Clown | Drums (2012) |
Yuriy Kononov | Drums (2012-2017) |
Member(bands): Sauroctonos, Somnolent, Suicide Nation, Entfärbt durch Morgengrauen, Kaotick, My Personal Murderer, Yotsuya Kaidan, Елена Войнаровская, Marunata, Schattenfall, Septa | |
Alexander Smirnov | Guitars (2012-?) |
Member(bands): Entfärbt durch Morgengrauen, Wishdoomdark | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Vocals (2012-?) |
Member(bands): Suicide Nation | |
Valter | Vocals (2012) |
Member(bands): Ataatmath, Scharfrichter, Midgaard | |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars (2017-2019) |
Member(bands): Mother Witch & Dead Water Ghosts | |
Andrii Mai | Vocals (2017-?) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | I | Demo | 2012 | Show album |
2 | Illusions | EP | 2012 | Show album |
3 | When Gift Becomes Damnation / Inhale My Despair | Demo | 2012 | Show album |
4 | Silence of the Old Man / White Ward / Sauroctonos | Split | 2014 | Show album |
5 | Riptide | EP | 2014 | Show album |
6 | Walls MMXV | Single | 2015 | Show album |
7 | Origins | Compilation | 2016 | Show album |
8 | Futility Report | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
9 | Love Exchange Failure | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
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Members | |
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Fou | Bass |
0 | Guitars |
Valter | Vocals |
Sightless Clown | Drums |
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1. | I | 07:24 | |
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07:24 |
Illusions
Members | |
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Band members | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Vocals |
Vladimir Bauer | Bass |
Yuriy Kononov | Drums |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars |
Alexander Smirnov | Guitars |
Miscellaneous staff | |
WV | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Walls | 09:16 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me, I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... Hours turn into years I’m drowning in time Shadows through windowpane Pull your hands on me Voice filled my world I was speechless Trying to scream And all of a sudden ended No more can, all stopped Falling around grey days Happy? the meaning? existence? No, only walls... White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... |
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2. | Guilty If I | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Guilty if I, I don’t believe love? Guilty if I, That is not sing, and shout? Guilty if I, That all the hate me? Guilty! Guilty! I don’t see the point in life. Just hold on to a straw. That slowly falls, In cold grave of your joy. Guilty if I, That your face like the back? Guilty if I, That all the words as fallen leaves? Guilty! Guilty! Freedom! You are no more. As long as I can, See your faces, your back. |
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3. | World of the Closed Graves | 08:19 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to the world of the closed graves. Where you nothing mean. Welcome, to the world of slaves. Where home - A white crypt. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Welcome, to the world of faceless, Where light and darkness mixed in sins. Welcome, to the world of dreams, That lost under alien control. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Outside the door - Empty, she solid. And in it - The same soulless. Is it worth to endure the void, Or fill it with faceless? Don’t look for a sense, Separate walls of illusions, The great age essence, Will give you crazy visions. |
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24:54 |
When Gift Becomes Damnation / Inhale My Despair
Members | |
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Alexey Sidorenko | Vocals |
Vladimir Bauer | Bass |
Yuriy Kononov | Drums |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars |
Alexander Smirnov | Guitars |
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1. | When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breaks against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man In susceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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2. | Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my despair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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14:42 |
Silence of the Old Man / White Ward / Sauroctonos
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 30th, 2014 | Pest Productions | PEST091 | CD | Limited edition, Digisleeve |
March 30th, 2014 | Pest Productions | Digital | Bandcamp |
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1. | Sauroctonos - Nell | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
I met god and he had nothing to say to me I saw his face which appeared to be a gaping void I looked in nowhere and saw the arcane visions Visions of my soul’s innermost constellations All my values, the experience of the past Was rejected All my memories, everything I could recall Was erased I re-learned to see I re-learned to recognize And the first thing I saw Was his face My reflection I looked at him for a moment Which seemed like eternity A gaping void was staring back at me It had nothing to say Nothing A blank canvas Allowing to create Even what mind cannot grasp Still I prefer To leave it blank |
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2. | White Ward - When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | White Ward - Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Silence of the Old Man - Camino | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
El cielo gris, las pisadas retumban, Las calles desbordan mentiras… El humo que desaparece en la oscura carretera Nubla el sol. Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome… “Un camino de dolor En medio de una ciudad perdida. Calles vacías, Nublando el cielo. Las palabras se pierden En tu voz, en tu voz, En tu voz, en tu voz En tu voz, en tu voz…” En tu voz… Se pierde la fe… Sin tu voz… Camino hacia el sol… Camina al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camina al sol… Dejando tu vida atrás para no volver… Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome…Lyric "caminho". O céu cinzento, as pegadas estoura, As ruas transbordam mentiras... A fumaça que desaparece na estrada escura Tolda o sol. A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... " um caminho de dor No meio de uma cidade perdida. Ruas vazias, nublando o céu. As palavras se perdem Na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz Na tua voz, na tua voz..." Na tua voz... se perde a fé... Sem a tua voz... caminho em direção ao sol... Caminha ao sol... que devora a tua fé. Caminha ao sol... Deixando sua vida para trás para não voltar... A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... |
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5. | Silence of the Old Man - Tiempo de miseria (acoustic version) | 07:55 | |
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38:13 |
Riptide
Members | |
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Yuriy Kononov | Drums |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars |
Vladimir Bauer | Bass |
Alexey Sidorenko | Vocals |
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1. | Drowned in Cold | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
Befuddling fog hangs low on water Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones Gained their peace in dance of black waves In disregard they look towards the skies Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight Nonfluctuating whole point of life Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers Tie up the bed of the exhausted world Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges Hide from all eyes dead shell of days |
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2. | Nautical Child | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the breath of breeze Over rippled stars’ reflection Ageless child of the Sea Sculpting waves until perfection I am roar of the surf The lullaby sang by the Ancients Only the Sea I serve All drowned men - my immolations |
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3. | Depths of Arcane | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf Sire of mammals is safe on behalf Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane Shelter blue giant, save God from men |
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16:08 |
Walls MMXV
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Miscellaneous staff | |
Markus "Herbst" Siegenhort | Mixing |
Valentine Lapshin | Artwork |
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1. | Walls MMXV | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence Musty odour in the coffin Of injured consciousness Overflow me with a medley Of pain, anguish and regret Trembling hands fumble in The void, in blind howling mess Life! The life I seek But still come upon walls in darkness Endless maze of stone and sorrow Conceals remains of me I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow At the foot of the wall Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes While I take roots in all-embracing walls |
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08:02 |
Origins
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 1st, 2016 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
January 22nd, 2021 | Debemur Morti Productions | Cassette | Limited edition | |
January 22nd, 2021 | Debemur Morti Productions | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
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1. | Walls MMXV | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence Musty odour in the coffin Of injured consciousness Overflow me with a medley Of pain, anguish and regret Trembling hands fumble in The void, in blind howling mess Life! The life I seek But still come upon walls in darkness Endless maze of stone and sorrow Conceals remains of me I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow At the foot of the wall Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes While I take roots in all-embracing walls |
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2. | When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Drowned in Cold | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
Befuddling fog hangs low on water Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones Gained their peace in dance of black waves In disregard they look towards the skies Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight Nonfluctuating whole point of life Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers Tie up the bed of the exhausted world Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges Hide from all eyes dead shell of days |
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5. | Nautical Child | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the breath of breeze Over rippled stars’ reflection Ageless child of the Sea Sculpting waves until perfection I am roar of the surf The lullaby sang by the Ancients Only the Sea I serve All drowned men - my immolations |
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6. | Depths of Arcane | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf Sire of mammals is safe on behalf Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane Shelter blue giant, save God from men |
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7. | Walls | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me, I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... Hours turn into years I’m drowning in time Shadows through windowpane Pull your hands on me Voice filled my world I was speechless Trying to scream And all of a sudden ended No more can, all stopped Falling around grey days Happy? the meaning? existence? No, only walls... White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... |
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8. | Guilty If I | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Guilty if I, I don’t believe love? Guilty if I, That is not sing, and shout? Guilty if I, That all the hate me? Guilty! Guilty! I don’t see the point in life. Just hold on to a straw. That slowly falls, In cold grave of your joy. Guilty if I, That your face like the back? Guilty if I, That all the words as fallen leaves? Guilty! Guilty! Freedom! You are no more. As long as I can, See your faces, your back. |
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9. | World of the Closed Graves | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to the world of the closed graves. Where you nothing mean. Welcome, to the world of slaves. Where home - A white crypt. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Welcome, to the world of faceless, Where light and darkness mixed in sins. Welcome, to the world of dreams, That lost under alien control. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Outside the door - Empty, she solid. And in it - The same soulless. Is it worth to endure the void, Or fill it with faceless? Don’t look for a sense, Separate walls of illusions, The great age essence, Will give you crazy visions. |
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01:04:04 |
Futility Report
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 12th, 2017 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0151-CD | CD | Digipak |
May 12th, 2017 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
May 12th, 2017 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0151-LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
May 12th, 2017 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0151-LP | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, Special edition vinyl |
January 31st, 2020 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP 0151 | 12" vinyl | Heavy tri-coloured vinyl with splatters |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
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1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
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5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
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6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Love Exchange Failure
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 20th, 2019 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0179-CD | CD | Digipak |
September 20th, 2019 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0179-LP | 2 12" vinyls | Limited edition, 3 colors |
September 20th, 2019 | Debemur Morti Productions | Digital | ||
September 20th, 2019 | Debemur Morti Productions | DMP0179-K7 | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals (lead) |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ivan Kozakevych | Vocals (clean) (track 7) |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone |
Stanislav Bobritskiy | Keyboards |
Vitaliy Gavrilenko | Vocals (clean) (track 5) |
Renata Kazhan | Vocals (clean) (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anton Riabchenko | Mixing, Mastering |
Luke Pownall | Cover art, Photography |
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1. | Love Exchange Failure | 11:55 | Show lyrics |
Empty streets wallow in night lights Crowded for a day, they rest But lonely strangers always gaze At every turn, they do their best While someone’s running from themselves They often want to save some time Instead, they make an old mistake Passionately commit a crime Feeble flesh is torn apart Blood and dust are turned to mud Once was bright — will never shine I gift you with what was mine Take my pains and leave a prayer I am your most sinful player The redemption for my past Turned your smile into rust A child is drowned within Entombed in a pool of tears A grownup is buried alive And lives a life that’s full of nightmares A victim’s always innocent A murderer is sleepless All my tears are pushing me To the loss of empathy I delegate my weaknesses to you And carve a hymn to tyranny With nails that go deep inside your chest I wish you all the best |
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2. | Poisonous Flowers of Violence | 08:13 | Show lyrics |
Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Мiolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied |
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3. | Dead Heart Confession | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
I always see the face of death Its shadows cover every inch of this vomitous place I always fill the emptiness That’s left when someone dies in agony I feel no pain — my heart is cold The everlasting flame is dead But I believe that you can save me Save me and then forsake me Bury your god, bury your blood Bury your soul, bury yourself I always face the worst of plagues My life is like a TV screen The prime time is fulfilled with filth So is the rest broadcast And even when I sleep I see these hideous crimes They never make me calm I feel like mesmerized No longer I believe that all my past was bright So is the vision of the present I have an urgent need to tell the truth, so I confess The stress is forcing me to feel the guilty pleasure To feel the pleasure caused by death There is no need to make a crime, I only have to gaze I have to gaze and recognize new ways atrocity is made Forsake me |
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4. | Shelter | 05:41 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Cursed shall be the fruit of your body And the fruit of your mind The wealth of your spirit And the strength of your will Blessed shall be the fruit of your despair And the fruit of your dismay The wealth of your insanity And the strength of your demise “Cursed shall be the fruit of your body, and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.” The words of the fourth song are a reworked quotation from the Book of Deuteronomy, which is the fifth book of the Christian Old Testament. The Western European culture is based on Christianity and inherits its dualism with all the corresponding issues. Dividing this world into good and bad prevents us from understanding the complexity of things. |
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5. | No Cure for Pain | 12:26 | Show lyrics |
When I heal a new soul The emptiness smiles to me The darkness shines blindly My eyes bleed And then I ask myself What is relief? How can it save us in this cruel epoch? Relax — breathe deep Stay strong and weep Be calm and seek You are not weak I gift relief to every soul I cure The pain is reduced but wounds are never healed They bleed and bleed to leave me dry The walls are cracked, so demons are unleashed. The plague of city lights, and nights, and cars is crushing us We are all doomed by the last friction of our fathers The nightmare is revealed, it’s burning us to dust We are condemned by the last scream of our mothers Distant peaks and deforested planes will never forget the treason We’re digging our own graves for multiple reasons Dirty streams and littered lanes will never forsake misdoings There is no reason to forgive us for everything we are doing now Ancient beliefs bring us some rest Digging a grave saves us from stress This noisy space begets me But I don’t want to be here What cure do I need? What did I get indeed? Nil |
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6. | Surfaces and Depths | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
The sins of fathers burden us we come from water, then go to dust And when we die, the legacy Burdens those ones willing to see Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall We are all doomed, so is your prayer The wicked thoughts — the darkest share See what is done behind your pleasure You’ll never get the final treasure Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall Low, we sink High, we fly Every time We fail |
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7. | Uncanny Delusions | 12:29 | Show lyrics |
Silent reflections start to shout shadows live their own lives they move across and go beyond onward the slow oblivion Northern winds won’t bring relief western deserts don’t let breathe eastern stars no longer lead Southern swamps in mourning bleed Permanent pleasures are denied Useless treasures — not a reason to fight Unbearable burdens tore you apart Unpleasantly down and never upward Triple suns produce less light their warmth cannot ignite melted minds coexist in one body they resist Never apart Never united Always ignored Forever oppressed Never apart Never united Always ignored Forsaken and stressed Dissected into three, they breathe And like a tree There is one root, and independent branches They live their lives despite all tensions Like three dimensions, they exist Under the thinnest domes The multiverse is their execution The global cataclysm destroyed the worlds And it will never be forgotten Despite the treatment Our hero is condemned Turn apart, he never knows What world is real But is there a real world? How can we understand? The cell is split into three The triple self in agony Is lost and never rests The same are muscles, bones, and kin It never knows that it has been Forgotten and always crashed In the dimension with no borders It doesn’t see the normal order Of things around and deep within Input conditions were not light With social laws as burdens Which are blindly Disfiguring the newborn mind |
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01:07:04 |
Silence of the Old Man / White Ward / Sauroctonos
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1. | Sauroctonos - Nell | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
I met god and he had nothing to say to me I saw his face which appeared to be a gaping void I looked in nowhere and saw the arcane visions Visions of my soul’s innermost constellations All my values, the experience of the past Was rejected All my memories, everything I could recall Was erased I re-learned to see I re-learned to recognize And the first thing I saw Was his face My reflection I looked at him for a moment Which seemed like eternity A gaping void was staring back at me It had nothing to say Nothing A blank canvas Allowing to create Even what mind cannot grasp Still I prefer To leave it blank |
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2. | White Ward - When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | White Ward - Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Silence of the Old Man - Camino | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
El cielo gris, las pisadas retumban, Las calles desbordan mentiras… El humo que desaparece en la oscura carretera Nubla el sol. Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome… “Un camino de dolor En medio de una ciudad perdida. Calles vacías, Nublando el cielo. Las palabras se pierden En tu voz, en tu voz, En tu voz, en tu voz En tu voz, en tu voz…” En tu voz… Se pierde la fe… Sin tu voz… Camino hacia el sol… Camina al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camina al sol… Dejando tu vida atrás para no volver… Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome…Lyric "caminho". O céu cinzento, as pegadas estoura, As ruas transbordam mentiras... A fumaça que desaparece na estrada escura Tolda o sol. A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... " um caminho de dor No meio de uma cidade perdida. Ruas vazias, nublando o céu. As palavras se perdem Na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz Na tua voz, na tua voz..." Na tua voz... se perde a fé... Sem a tua voz... caminho em direção ao sol... Caminha ao sol... que devora a tua fé. Caminha ao sol... Deixando sua vida para trás para não voltar... A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... |
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5. | Silence of the Old Man - Tiempo de miseria (acoustic version) | 07:55 | |
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38:13 |
Silence of the Old Man / White Ward / Sauroctonos
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1. | Sauroctonos - Nell | 08:00 | Show lyrics |
I met god and he had nothing to say to me I saw his face which appeared to be a gaping void I looked in nowhere and saw the arcane visions Visions of my soul’s innermost constellations All my values, the experience of the past Was rejected All my memories, everything I could recall Was erased I re-learned to see I re-learned to recognize And the first thing I saw Was his face My reflection I looked at him for a moment Which seemed like eternity A gaping void was staring back at me It had nothing to say Nothing A blank canvas Allowing to create Even what mind cannot grasp Still I prefer To leave it blank |
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2. | White Ward - When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | White Ward - Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Silence of the Old Man - Camino | 07:36 | Show lyrics |
El cielo gris, las pisadas retumban, Las calles desbordan mentiras… El humo que desaparece en la oscura carretera Nubla el sol. Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome… “Un camino de dolor En medio de una ciudad perdida. Calles vacías, Nublando el cielo. Las palabras se pierden En tu voz, en tu voz, En tu voz, en tu voz En tu voz, en tu voz…” En tu voz… Se pierde la fe… Sin tu voz… Camino hacia el sol… Camina al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camina al sol… Dejando tu vida atrás para no volver… Camino al sol… Que devora tu fe. Camino al sol… Perdiendo la fe. Camino al sol… Quemándome… Pudriéndome…Lyric "caminho". O céu cinzento, as pegadas estoura, As ruas transbordam mentiras... A fumaça que desaparece na estrada escura Tolda o sol. A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... " um caminho de dor No meio de uma cidade perdida. Ruas vazias, nublando o céu. As palavras se perdem Na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz, na tua voz Na tua voz, na tua voz..." Na tua voz... se perde a fé... Sem a tua voz... caminho em direção ao sol... Caminha ao sol... que devora a tua fé. Caminha ao sol... Deixando sua vida para trás para não voltar... A caminho do sol... que devora a tua fé. A caminho do sol... a perder a fé. A caminho do sol... a queimar-me... A apodrecer... |
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5. | Silence of the Old Man - Tiempo de miseria (acoustic version) | 07:55 | |
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38:13 |
Origins
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1. | Walls MMXV | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence Musty odour in the coffin Of injured consciousness Overflow me with a medley Of pain, anguish and regret Trembling hands fumble in The void, in blind howling mess Life! The life I seek But still come upon walls in darkness Endless maze of stone and sorrow Conceals remains of me I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow At the foot of the wall Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes While I take roots in all-embracing walls |
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2. | When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Drowned in Cold | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
Befuddling fog hangs low on water Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones Gained their peace in dance of black waves In disregard they look towards the skies Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight Nonfluctuating whole point of life Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers Tie up the bed of the exhausted world Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges Hide from all eyes dead shell of days |
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5. | Nautical Child | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the breath of breeze Over rippled stars’ reflection Ageless child of the Sea Sculpting waves until perfection I am roar of the surf The lullaby sang by the Ancients Only the Sea I serve All drowned men - my immolations |
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6. | Depths of Arcane | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf Sire of mammals is safe on behalf Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane Shelter blue giant, save God from men |
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7. | Walls | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me, I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... Hours turn into years I’m drowning in time Shadows through windowpane Pull your hands on me Voice filled my world I was speechless Trying to scream And all of a sudden ended No more can, all stopped Falling around grey days Happy? the meaning? existence? No, only walls... White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... |
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8. | Guilty If I | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Guilty if I, I don’t believe love? Guilty if I, That is not sing, and shout? Guilty if I, That all the hate me? Guilty! Guilty! I don’t see the point in life. Just hold on to a straw. That slowly falls, In cold grave of your joy. Guilty if I, That your face like the back? Guilty if I, That all the words as fallen leaves? Guilty! Guilty! Freedom! You are no more. As long as I can, See your faces, your back. |
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9. | World of the Closed Graves | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to the world of the closed graves. Where you nothing mean. Welcome, to the world of slaves. Where home - A white crypt. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Welcome, to the world of faceless, Where light and darkness mixed in sins. Welcome, to the world of dreams, That lost under alien control. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Outside the door - Empty, she solid. And in it - The same soulless. Is it worth to endure the void, Or fill it with faceless? Don’t look for a sense, Separate walls of illusions, The great age essence, Will give you crazy visions. |
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01:04:04 |
Origins
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1. | Walls MMXV | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence Musty odour in the coffin Of injured consciousness Overflow me with a medley Of pain, anguish and regret Trembling hands fumble in The void, in blind howling mess Life! The life I seek But still come upon walls in darkness Endless maze of stone and sorrow Conceals remains of me I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow At the foot of the wall Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes While I take roots in all-embracing walls |
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2. | When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Drowned in Cold | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
Befuddling fog hangs low on water Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones Gained their peace in dance of black waves In disregard they look towards the skies Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight Nonfluctuating whole point of life Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers Tie up the bed of the exhausted world Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges Hide from all eyes dead shell of days |
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5. | Nautical Child | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the breath of breeze Over rippled stars’ reflection Ageless child of the Sea Sculpting waves until perfection I am roar of the surf The lullaby sang by the Ancients Only the Sea I serve All drowned men - my immolations |
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6. | Depths of Arcane | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf Sire of mammals is safe on behalf Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane Shelter blue giant, save God from men |
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7. | Walls | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me, I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... Hours turn into years I’m drowning in time Shadows through windowpane Pull your hands on me Voice filled my world I was speechless Trying to scream And all of a sudden ended No more can, all stopped Falling around grey days Happy? the meaning? existence? No, only walls... White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... |
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8. | Guilty If I | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Guilty if I, I don’t believe love? Guilty if I, That is not sing, and shout? Guilty if I, That all the hate me? Guilty! Guilty! I don’t see the point in life. Just hold on to a straw. That slowly falls, In cold grave of your joy. Guilty if I, That your face like the back? Guilty if I, That all the words as fallen leaves? Guilty! Guilty! Freedom! You are no more. As long as I can, See your faces, your back. |
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9. | World of the Closed Graves | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to the world of the closed graves. Where you nothing mean. Welcome, to the world of slaves. Where home - A white crypt. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Welcome, to the world of faceless, Where light and darkness mixed in sins. Welcome, to the world of dreams, That lost under alien control. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Outside the door - Empty, she solid. And in it - The same soulless. Is it worth to endure the void, Or fill it with faceless? Don’t look for a sense, Separate walls of illusions, The great age essence, Will give you crazy visions. |
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01:04:04 |
Origins
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1. | Walls MMXV | 08:02 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence Musty odour in the coffin Of injured consciousness Overflow me with a medley Of pain, anguish and regret Trembling hands fumble in The void, in blind howling mess Life! The life I seek But still come upon walls in darkness Endless maze of stone and sorrow Conceals remains of me I found truth - became a dust, dry and hollow At the foot of the wall Leaden clouds reflect in still eyes While I take roots in all-embracing walls |
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2. | When Gift Becomes Damnation | 06:49 | Show lyrics |
Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breakes against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink My gift became damnation My incarceration I’m stuck here for the ages I’m doomed to be old man Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I’m deprived of their excuse I’ve invented a new sin I am doomed to be old man Old man Insusceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every day |
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3. | Inhale My Despair | 07:53 | Show lyrics |
Seeking after the oblivion After end of masquerade Roam about the broken bridges Over rivers full of blades Gloomy silence reigns in ether Soul answers the same way Nothing leaves us scanty hope There’s no reason to withstand Mocking voices Stinging laugh These walls are driving mad Hateful silence Fills the streets And Moon turns into red Gargoyles watch me from the rooftops With ancient evil in their eyes I’m completely consent to them If you’re guilty - pay the price So tear me to pieces For I go mad Inhale my dispair And make me dead ...make me dead |
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4. | Drowned in Cold | 07:41 | Show lyrics |
Befuddling fog hangs low on water Concealing faces of the mossy drowned men Children of thy Gods, all misbegotten ones Gained their peace in dance of black waves In disregard they look towards the skies Wrapped up with silt and mellow seaweed Salt water brood, immune to Love or Blight Nonfluctuating whole point of life Veins without blood, lifeless shrunk containers Tie up the bed of the exhausted world Drowned in cold, ancient plains and mount ridges Hide from all eyes dead shell of days |
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5. | Nautical Child | 03:39 | Show lyrics |
I am the breath of breeze Over rippled stars’ reflection Ageless child of the Sea Sculpting waves until perfection I am roar of the surf The lullaby sang by the Ancients Only the Sea I serve All drowned men - my immolations |
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6. | Depths of Arcane | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
Where sky meets the ocean, where wind is standstill The lonesome blue whale awaits for reveal Principal of planet, Leviathan of Deep Hovers in darkness in millennial sleep Circled by narwhals, spearmen of Gulf Sire of mammals is safe on behalf Coldness and pressure, depths of arcane Shelter blue giant, save God from men |
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7. | Walls | 09:33 | Show lyrics |
Walls around torment me, I hear voice in silence What? That can not be Again drowned in violence White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... Hours turn into years I’m drowning in time Shadows through windowpane Pull your hands on me Voice filled my world I was speechless Trying to scream And all of a sudden ended No more can, all stopped Falling around grey days Happy? the meaning? existence? No, only walls... White eternity my coffin The life, what drifting in mirror... My life empty, my life - as sin Real is gone away... far away... |
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8. | Guilty If I | 07:19 | Show lyrics |
Guilty if I, I don’t believe love? Guilty if I, That is not sing, and shout? Guilty if I, That all the hate me? Guilty! Guilty! I don’t see the point in life. Just hold on to a straw. That slowly falls, In cold grave of your joy. Guilty if I, That your face like the back? Guilty if I, That all the words as fallen leaves? Guilty! Guilty! Freedom! You are no more. As long as I can, See your faces, your back. |
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9. | World of the Closed Graves | 08:20 | Show lyrics |
Welcome to the world of the closed graves. Where you nothing mean. Welcome, to the world of slaves. Where home - A white crypt. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Welcome, to the world of faceless, Where light and darkness mixed in sins. Welcome, to the world of dreams, That lost under alien control. In crowds of people lose yourself, Everything roads rule in emptiness. The madness consumed the mad, Come age of great joyness, Outside the door - Empty, she solid. And in it - The same soulless. Is it worth to endure the void, Or fill it with faceless? Don’t look for a sense, Separate walls of illusions, The great age essence, Will give you crazy visions. |
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01:04:04 |
Futility Report
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Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
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1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
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5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
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6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Futility Report
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
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6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Futility Report
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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Side B | |||
4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
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6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Futility Report
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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Side B | |||
4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
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6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Futility Report
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass |
Igor Palamarchuk | Guitars |
Yurii Kononov | Drums |
Yurii Kazaryan | Guitars |
Andrew Rodin | Vocals |
Alexey Iskimzhi | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alexey Sidorenko | Lyrics |
Vladimir Bauer | Songwriting (additional) |
Alexander Smirnov | Songwriting (additional) |
Olia Pishchanska | Artwork |
Alexey Nagornykh | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Deviant Shapes | 07:22 | Show lyrics |
Maimed but still conscious Creep along deviant shapes Madmen behind the windows Look at me in wide-eyed surprise Dumb hierophants Laugh mutely, looking at sky Under the dim street lantern Two old men are rolling the dice Once again I try to concentrate Recollect the reason of all this Hardcore mess impossible to sate Granting void, tough and tremendous Fanciful face is smiling ugly Engraved on ceiling of this world Deviant shapes cut capers around me Urge me hard on fixing the rope |
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2. | Stillborn Knowledge | 08:06 | Show lyrics |
Silent hell within my mind I’m deep in thought since I was born Lethargic vigil fills my dreams I hear echoes of those who mourn Mirrors are covered with snow-white sheets Dismal whispers hide in the corners What are you doing? Is this a game? Why do you treat me like a goner? In single file they come to me Mumble something, rub their eyes Voices too low, faces too grim I just can’t get what are you trying to tell me I have stopped dead in the middle of motion I am the rock in the centre of mountain stream My stillborn knowledge disinfects your sympathy |
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3. | Homecoming | 06:33 | Show lyrics |
Cornered by soft walls Eviscerated by cure I am just an empty shell Straightjacket hugs me with love Defending from my hands Never lets me coming home And only in feverish dreams I lie in blood again I hang myself again At my home Cold and white corridors Blinking light, drugs on time Sobs and moans behind the wall Fill my uprooted soul Unsteady shades from the scenes Of all my ends in native home They inspire me to fight for my death To seek the path to my home Syringe Pull out Drive it Into his neck And run away Footfall and screams Guards’ broken arm Laughter in wards Howling alarm Black branches and moon Barking of dogs Soon I’ll be gone Soon I’ll be home Soon I’ll be home... |
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Side B | |||
4. | Rain as Cure | 03:13 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Black Silent Piers | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Black silent piers Somewhere above Call me sometimes To give one more glance On place of my choice My last choice Dance of the waves Beauty of the deep Faces among waterweeds Stone chained to legs Keeps me safe From all of bad Mossy surface of the ruins Stones whisper all my names Hollow sounds of that one song Force me to forget you all What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? Everything is so familiar Centuries of refined torture Gave me knowledge of the elder ones When death passes your time will come And you will sleep no longer Give me the power to calm down the waves So I can hear your call |
|||
6. | Futility Report | 08:38 | Show lyrics |
Glow of fire storming somewhere in the sky among the stars Lightens up the countless rooftops with a tender golden light Under roofs beloved nooses hug the necks now and again Guard the wrinkled mental health against reality Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong to this world Embarrassed dead men drag themselves alongside endless walls Trying to comprehend why they still belong here Roadways reek of the madness Noone walks plague-stricken streets Only lanterns patrolling Beacons for the restless souls Drowned men stay in the row At deserted silent piers Follow dying old man with their eyes Full of salty tears Massive cross of intellect On the back of mental patient Presses me into the ground Shedding pain and desolation All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure Heavy rain through all the life Deafens incoherent prayers All the efforts are futile All the attempts are condemned to failure In the mad world where God Has become the first self-killer All the efforts are futile. |
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40:26 |
Love Exchange Failure
Members | |
---|---|
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals (lead) |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Ivan Kozakevych | Vocals (clean) (track 7) |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone |
Stanislav Bobritskiy | Keyboards |
Vitaliy Gavrilenko | Vocals (clean) (track 5) |
Renata Kazhan | Vocals (clean) (track 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anton Riabchenko | Mixing, Mastering |
Luke Pownall | Cover art, Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Love Exchange Failure | 11:55 | Show lyrics |
Empty streets wallow in night lights Crowded for a day, they rest But lonely strangers always gaze At every turn, they do their best While someone’s running from themselves They often want to save some time Instead, they make an old mistake Passionately commit a crime Feeble flesh is torn apart Blood and dust are turned to mud Once was bright — will never shine I gift you with what was mine Take my pains and leave a prayer I am your most sinful player The redemption for my past Turned your smile into rust A child is drowned within Entombed in a pool of tears A grownup is buried alive And lives a life that’s full of nightmares A victim’s always innocent A murderer is sleepless All my tears are pushing me To the loss of empathy I delegate my weaknesses to you And carve a hymn to tyranny With nails that go deep inside your chest I wish you all the best |
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2. | Poisonous Flowers of Violence | 08:13 | Show lyrics |
Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Мiolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied |
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3. | Dead Heart Confession | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
I always see the face of death Its shadows cover every inch of this vomitous place I always fill the emptiness That’s left when someone dies in agony I feel no pain — my heart is cold The everlasting flame is dead But I believe that you can save me Save me and then forsake me Bury your god, bury your blood Bury your soul, bury yourself I always face the worst of plagues My life is like a TV screen The prime time is fulfilled with filth So is the rest broadcast And even when I sleep I see these hideous crimes They never make me calm I feel like mesmerized No longer I believe that all my past was bright So is the vision of the present I have an urgent need to tell the truth, so I confess The stress is forcing me to feel the guilty pleasure To feel the pleasure caused by death There is no need to make a crime, I only have to gaze I have to gaze and recognize new ways atrocity is made Forsake me |
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4. | Shelter | 05:41 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Cursed shall be the fruit of your body And the fruit of your mind The wealth of your spirit And the strength of your will Blessed shall be the fruit of your despair And the fruit of your dismay The wealth of your insanity And the strength of your demise “Cursed shall be the fruit of your body, and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.” The words of the fourth song are a reworked quotation from the Book of Deuteronomy, which is the fifth book of the Christian Old Testament. The Western European culture is based on Christianity and inherits its dualism with all the corresponding issues. Dividing this world into good and bad prevents us from understanding the complexity of things. |
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5. | No Cure for Pain | 12:26 | Show lyrics |
When I heal a new soul The emptiness smiles to me The darkness shines blindly My eyes bleed And then I ask myself What is relief? How can it save us in this cruel epoch? Relax — breathe deep Stay strong and weep Be calm and seek You are not weak I gift relief to every soul I cure The pain is reduced but wounds are never healed They bleed and bleed to leave me dry The walls are cracked, so demons are unleashed. The plague of city lights, and nights, and cars is crushing us We are all doomed by the last friction of our fathers The nightmare is revealed, it’s burning us to dust We are condemned by the last scream of our mothers Distant peaks and deforested planes will never forget the treason We’re digging our own graves for multiple reasons Dirty streams and littered lanes will never forsake misdoings There is no reason to forgive us for everything we are doing now Ancient beliefs bring us some rest Digging a grave saves us from stress This noisy space begets me But I don’t want to be here What cure do I need? What did I get indeed? Nil |
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6. | Surfaces and Depths | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
The sins of fathers burden us we come from water, then go to dust And when we die, the legacy Burdens those ones willing to see Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall We are all doomed, so is your prayer The wicked thoughts — the darkest share See what is done behind your pleasure You’ll never get the final treasure Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall Low, we sink High, we fly Every time We fail |
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7. | Uncanny Delusions | 12:29 | Show lyrics |
Silent reflections start to shout shadows live their own lives they move across and go beyond onward the slow oblivion Northern winds won’t bring relief western deserts don’t let breathe eastern stars no longer lead Southern swamps in mourning bleed Permanent pleasures are denied Useless treasures — not a reason to fight Unbearable burdens tore you apart Unpleasantly down and never upward Triple suns produce less light their warmth cannot ignite melted minds coexist in one body they resist Never apart Never united Always ignored Forever oppressed Never apart Never united Always ignored Forsaken and stressed Dissected into three, they breathe And like a tree There is one root, and independent branches They live their lives despite all tensions Like three dimensions, they exist Under the thinnest domes The multiverse is their execution The global cataclysm destroyed the worlds And it will never be forgotten Despite the treatment Our hero is condemned Turn apart, he never knows What world is real But is there a real world? How can we understand? The cell is split into three The triple self in agony Is lost and never rests The same are muscles, bones, and kin It never knows that it has been Forgotten and always crashed In the dimension with no borders It doesn’t see the normal order Of things around and deep within Input conditions were not light With social laws as burdens Which are blindly Disfiguring the newborn mind |
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01:07:04 |
Love Exchange Failure
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals (lead) |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Stanislav Bobritskiy | Keyboards |
Ivan Kozakevych | Vocals (clean) (track 7) |
Vitaliy Gavrilenko | Vocals (clean) (track 5) |
Renata Kazhan | Vocals (clean) (track 6) |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anton Riabchenko | Mixing, Mastering |
Luke Pownall | Cover art, Photography |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Love Exchange Failure | 11:55 | Show lyrics |
Empty streets wallow in night lights Crowded for a day, they rest But lonely strangers always gaze At every turn, they do their best While someone’s running from themselves They often want to save some time Instead, they make an old mistake Passionately commit a crime Feeble flesh is torn apart Blood and dust are turned to mud Once was bright — will never shine I gift you with what was mine Take my pains and leave a prayer I am your most sinful player The redemption for my past Turned your smile into rust A child is drowned within Entombed in a pool of tears A grownup is buried alive And lives a life that’s full of nightmares A victim’s always innocent A murderer is sleepless All my tears are pushing me To the loss of empathy I delegate my weaknesses to you And carve a hymn to tyranny With nails that go deep inside your chest I wish you all the best |
|||
2. | Poisonous Flowers of Violence | 08:13 | Show lyrics |
Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Мiolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied |
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Side B | |||
3. | Dead Heart Confession | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
I always see the face of death Its shadows cover every inch of this vomitous place I always fill the emptiness That’s left when someone dies in agony I feel no pain — my heart is cold The everlasting flame is dead But I believe that you can save me Save me and then forsake me Bury your god, bury your blood Bury your soul, bury yourself I always face the worst of plagues My life is like a TV screen The prime time is fulfilled with filth So is the rest broadcast And even when I sleep I see these hideous crimes They never make me calm I feel like mesmerized No longer I believe that all my past was bright So is the vision of the present I have an urgent need to tell the truth, so I confess The stress is forcing me to feel the guilty pleasure To feel the pleasure caused by death There is no need to make a crime, I only have to gaze I have to gaze and recognize new ways atrocity is made Forsake me |
|||
4. | Shelter | 05:41 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Cursed shall be the fruit of your body And the fruit of your mind The wealth of your spirit And the strength of your will Blessed shall be the fruit of your despair And the fruit of your dismay The wealth of your insanity And the strength of your demise “Cursed shall be the fruit of your body, and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.” The words of the fourth song are a reworked quotation from the Book of Deuteronomy, which is the fifth book of the Christian Old Testament. The Western European culture is based on Christianity and inherits its dualism with all the corresponding issues. Dividing this world into good and bad prevents us from understanding the complexity of things. |
|||
35:54 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | No Cure for Pain | 12:26 | Show lyrics |
When I heal a new soul The emptiness smiles to me The darkness shines blindly My eyes bleed And then I ask myself What is relief? How can it save us in this cruel epoch? Relax — breathe deep Stay strong and weep Be calm and seek You are not weak I gift relief to every soul I cure The pain is reduced but wounds are never healed They bleed and bleed to leave me dry The walls are cracked, so demons are unleashed. The plague of city lights, and nights, and cars is crushing us We are all doomed by the last friction of our fathers The nightmare is revealed, it’s burning us to dust We are condemned by the last scream of our mothers Distant peaks and deforested planes will never forget the treason We’re digging our own graves for multiple reasons Dirty streams and littered lanes will never forsake misdoings There is no reason to forgive us for everything we are doing now Ancient beliefs bring us some rest Digging a grave saves us from stress This noisy space begets me But I don’t want to be here What cure do I need? What did I get indeed? Nil |
|||
2. | Surfaces and Depths | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
The sins of fathers burden us we come from water, then go to dust And when we die, the legacy Burdens those ones willing to see Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall We are all doomed, so is your prayer The wicked thoughts — the darkest share See what is done behind your pleasure You’ll never get the final treasure Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall Low, we sink High, we fly Every time We fail |
|||
Side B | |||
3. | Uncanny Delusions | 12:29 | Show lyrics |
Silent reflections start to shout shadows live their own lives they move across and go beyond onward the slow oblivion Northern winds won’t bring relief western deserts don’t let breathe eastern stars no longer lead Southern swamps in mourning bleed Permanent pleasures are denied Useless treasures — not a reason to fight Unbearable burdens tore you apart Unpleasantly down and never upward Triple suns produce less light their warmth cannot ignite melted minds coexist in one body they resist Never apart Never united Always ignored Forever oppressed Never apart Never united Always ignored Forsaken and stressed Dissected into three, they breathe And like a tree There is one root, and independent branches They live their lives despite all tensions Like three dimensions, they exist Under the thinnest domes The multiverse is their execution The global cataclysm destroyed the worlds And it will never be forgotten Despite the treatment Our hero is condemned Turn apart, he never knows What world is real But is there a real world? How can we understand? The cell is split into three The triple self in agony Is lost and never rests The same are muscles, bones, and kin It never knows that it has been Forgotten and always crashed In the dimension with no borders It doesn’t see the normal order Of things around and deep within Input conditions were not light With social laws as burdens Which are blindly Disfiguring the newborn mind |
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31:10 |
Love Exchange Failure
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals (lead) |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Stanislav Bobritskiy | Keyboards |
Ivan Kozakevych | Vocals (clean) (track 7) |
Vitaliy Gavrilenko | Vocals (clean) (track 5) |
Renata Kazhan | Vocals (clean) (track 6) |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anton Riabchenko | Mixing, Mastering |
Luke Pownall | Cover art, Photography |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Love Exchange Failure | 11:55 | Show lyrics |
Empty streets wallow in night lights Crowded for a day, they rest But lonely strangers always gaze At every turn, they do their best While someone’s running from themselves They often want to save some time Instead, they make an old mistake Passionately commit a crime Feeble flesh is torn apart Blood and dust are turned to mud Once was bright — will never shine I gift you with what was mine Take my pains and leave a prayer I am your most sinful player The redemption for my past Turned your smile into rust A child is drowned within Entombed in a pool of tears A grownup is buried alive And lives a life that’s full of nightmares A victim’s always innocent A murderer is sleepless All my tears are pushing me To the loss of empathy I delegate my weaknesses to you And carve a hymn to tyranny With nails that go deep inside your chest I wish you all the best |
|||
2. | Poisonous Flowers of Violence | 08:13 | Show lyrics |
Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Мiolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied |
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3. | Dead Heart Confession | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
I always see the face of death Its shadows cover every inch of this vomitous place I always fill the emptiness That’s left when someone dies in agony I feel no pain — my heart is cold The everlasting flame is dead But I believe that you can save me Save me and then forsake me Bury your god, bury your blood Bury your soul, bury yourself I always face the worst of plagues My life is like a TV screen The prime time is fulfilled with filth So is the rest broadcast And even when I sleep I see these hideous crimes They never make me calm I feel like mesmerized No longer I believe that all my past was bright So is the vision of the present I have an urgent need to tell the truth, so I confess The stress is forcing me to feel the guilty pleasure To feel the pleasure caused by death There is no need to make a crime, I only have to gaze I have to gaze and recognize new ways atrocity is made Forsake me |
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4. | Shelter | 05:41 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Cursed shall be the fruit of your body And the fruit of your mind The wealth of your spirit And the strength of your will Blessed shall be the fruit of your despair And the fruit of your dismay The wealth of your insanity And the strength of your demise “Cursed shall be the fruit of your body, and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.” The words of the fourth song are a reworked quotation from the Book of Deuteronomy, which is the fifth book of the Christian Old Testament. The Western European culture is based on Christianity and inherits its dualism with all the corresponding issues. Dividing this world into good and bad prevents us from understanding the complexity of things. |
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5. | No Cure for Pain | 12:26 | Show lyrics |
When I heal a new soul The emptiness smiles to me The darkness shines blindly My eyes bleed And then I ask myself What is relief? How can it save us in this cruel epoch? Relax — breathe deep Stay strong and weep Be calm and seek You are not weak I gift relief to every soul I cure The pain is reduced but wounds are never healed They bleed and bleed to leave me dry The walls are cracked, so demons are unleashed. The plague of city lights, and nights, and cars is crushing us We are all doomed by the last friction of our fathers The nightmare is revealed, it’s burning us to dust We are condemned by the last scream of our mothers Distant peaks and deforested planes will never forget the treason We’re digging our own graves for multiple reasons Dirty streams and littered lanes will never forsake misdoings There is no reason to forgive us for everything we are doing now Ancient beliefs bring us some rest Digging a grave saves us from stress This noisy space begets me But I don’t want to be here What cure do I need? What did I get indeed? Nil |
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6. | Surfaces and Depths | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
The sins of fathers burden us we come from water, then go to dust And when we die, the legacy Burdens those ones willing to see Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall We are all doomed, so is your prayer The wicked thoughts — the darkest share See what is done behind your pleasure You’ll never get the final treasure Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall Low, we sink High, we fly Every time We fail |
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7. | Uncanny Delusions | 12:29 | Show lyrics |
Silent reflections start to shout shadows live their own lives they move across and go beyond onward the slow oblivion Northern winds won’t bring relief western deserts don’t let breathe eastern stars no longer lead Southern swamps in mourning bleed Permanent pleasures are denied Useless treasures — not a reason to fight Unbearable burdens tore you apart Unpleasantly down and never upward Triple suns produce less light their warmth cannot ignite melted minds coexist in one body they resist Never apart Never united Always ignored Forever oppressed Never apart Never united Always ignored Forsaken and stressed Dissected into three, they breathe And like a tree There is one root, and independent branches They live their lives despite all tensions Like three dimensions, they exist Under the thinnest domes The multiverse is their execution The global cataclysm destroyed the worlds And it will never be forgotten Despite the treatment Our hero is condemned Turn apart, he never knows What world is real But is there a real world? How can we understand? The cell is split into three The triple self in agony Is lost and never rests The same are muscles, bones, and kin It never knows that it has been Forgotten and always crashed In the dimension with no borders It doesn’t see the normal order Of things around and deep within Input conditions were not light With social laws as burdens Which are blindly Disfiguring the newborn mind |
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Love Exchange Failure
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Andrey Pechatkin | Bass, Vocals (lead) |
Yuriy Kazaryan | Guitars, Vocals (backing) |
Yevhenii Karamushko | Drums |
Sergey Darienko | Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Stanislav Bobritskiy | Keyboards |
Ivan Kozakevych | Vocals (clean) (track 7) |
Vitaliy Gavrilenko | Vocals (clean) (track 5) |
Renata Kazhan | Vocals (clean) (track 6) |
Dima Dudko | Saxophone |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anton Riabchenko | Mixing, Mastering |
Luke Pownall | Cover art, Photography |
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1. | Love Exchange Failure | 11:55 | Show lyrics |
Empty streets wallow in night lights Crowded for a day, they rest But lonely strangers always gaze At every turn, they do their best While someone’s running from themselves They often want to save some time Instead, they make an old mistake Passionately commit a crime Feeble flesh is torn apart Blood and dust are turned to mud Once was bright — will never shine I gift you with what was mine Take my pains and leave a prayer I am your most sinful player The redemption for my past Turned your smile into rust A child is drowned within Entombed in a pool of tears A grownup is buried alive And lives a life that’s full of nightmares A victim’s always innocent A murderer is sleepless All my tears are pushing me To the loss of empathy I delegate my weaknesses to you And carve a hymn to tyranny With nails that go deep inside your chest I wish you all the best |
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2. | Poisonous Flowers of Violence | 08:13 | Show lyrics |
Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Мiolence devours the stone Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crash the roots I will never forget your boots On my face I grow a tree out of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And when I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots My tree springs up of all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied |
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3. | Dead Heart Confession | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
I always see the face of death Its shadows cover every inch of this vomitous place I always fill the emptiness That’s left when someone dies in agony I feel no pain — my heart is cold The everlasting flame is dead But I believe that you can save me Save me and then forsake me Bury your god, bury your blood Bury your soul, bury yourself I always face the worst of plagues My life is like a TV screen The prime time is fulfilled with filth So is the rest broadcast And even when I sleep I see these hideous crimes They never make me calm I feel like mesmerized No longer I believe that all my past was bright So is the vision of the present I have an urgent need to tell the truth, so I confess The stress is forcing me to feel the guilty pleasure To feel the pleasure caused by death There is no need to make a crime, I only have to gaze I have to gaze and recognize new ways atrocity is made Forsake me |
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4. | Shelter | 05:41 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) Cursed shall be the fruit of your body And the fruit of your mind The wealth of your spirit And the strength of your will Blessed shall be the fruit of your despair And the fruit of your dismay The wealth of your insanity And the strength of your demise “Cursed shall be the fruit of your body, and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.” The words of the fourth song are a reworked quotation from the Book of Deuteronomy, which is the fifth book of the Christian Old Testament. The Western European culture is based on Christianity and inherits its dualism with all the corresponding issues. Dividing this world into good and bad prevents us from understanding the complexity of things. |
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5. | No Cure for Pain | 12:26 | Show lyrics |
When I heal a new soul The emptiness smiles to me The darkness shines blindly My eyes bleed And then I ask myself What is relief? How can it save us in this cruel epoch? Relax — breathe deep Stay strong and weep Be calm and seek You are not weak I gift relief to every soul I cure The pain is reduced but wounds are never healed They bleed and bleed to leave me dry The walls are cracked, so demons are unleashed. The plague of city lights, and nights, and cars is crushing us We are all doomed by the last friction of our fathers The nightmare is revealed, it’s burning us to dust We are condemned by the last scream of our mothers Distant peaks and deforested planes will never forget the treason We’re digging our own graves for multiple reasons Dirty streams and littered lanes will never forsake misdoings There is no reason to forgive us for everything we are doing now Ancient beliefs bring us some rest Digging a grave saves us from stress This noisy space begets me But I don’t want to be here What cure do I need? What did I get indeed? Nil |
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6. | Surfaces and Depths | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
The sins of fathers burden us we come from water, then go to dust And when we die, the legacy Burdens those ones willing to see Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall We are all doomed, so is your prayer The wicked thoughts — the darkest share See what is done behind your pleasure You’ll never get the final treasure Starve! Do we deserve this attitude that burns us whole? Cry! Do we observe Our sanity’s tremendous fall Low, we sink High, we fly Every time We fail |
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7. | Uncanny Delusions | 12:29 | Show lyrics |
Silent reflections start to shout shadows live their own lives they move across and go beyond onward the slow oblivion Northern winds won’t bring relief western deserts don’t let breathe eastern stars no longer lead Southern swamps in mourning bleed Permanent pleasures are denied Useless treasures — not a reason to fight Unbearable burdens tore you apart Unpleasantly down and never upward Triple suns produce less light their warmth cannot ignite melted minds coexist in one body they resist Never apart Never united Always ignored Forever oppressed Never apart Never united Always ignored Forsaken and stressed Dissected into three, they breathe And like a tree There is one root, and independent branches They live their lives despite all tensions Like three dimensions, they exist Under the thinnest domes The multiverse is their execution The global cataclysm destroyed the worlds And it will never be forgotten Despite the treatment Our hero is condemned Turn apart, he never knows What world is real But is there a real world? How can we understand? The cell is split into three The triple self in agony Is lost and never rests The same are muscles, bones, and kin It never knows that it has been Forgotten and always crashed In the dimension with no borders It doesn’t see the normal order Of things around and deep within Input conditions were not light With social laws as burdens Which are blindly Disfiguring the newborn mind |
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