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Thränenkind
Members | |
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Last known | |
Nathanael | Bass, Guitars (2007-2017), Vocals (lead) (2007-2012), Vocals (backing) (2012-2013) |
Member(bands): Bonjour Tristesse, Heretoir, King Apathy, Agrypnie | |
Max F. | Guitars (2011-2017) |
Member(bands): Heretoir, King Apathy | |
Nils Groth | Vocals (2012-2017) |
Member(bands): Heretoir, King Apathy, Nibdem, Sakramortem, Aschefall, The Cold, Fäulnis, Ophis | |
Flo | Guitars (2013-2017) |
Member(bands): King Apathy | |
Hannes | Drums (2016-2017) |
Member(bands): King Apathy, Downfall of Gaia | |
Past | |
Emanuel | Drums (?-2016) |
Pesten | Drums (2007-?) |
Martin Kesa | Guitars (2011-2013) |
Member(bands): Nocte Obducta | |
Past (Live) | |
Dave | Guitars (2012-2013) |
Member(bands): Heretoir, Dornenreich (live), Wintersturm, Agrypnie, Germ (live), Fetus Christ |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit | Demo | 2008 | Show album |
2 | Wiedersehen - unsere Hoffnung | Split | 2010 | Show album |
3 | Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit | EP | 2010 | Show album |
4 | The Elk | Full-length | 2013 | Show album |
5 | Hope(less) | EP | 2014 | Show album |
6 | King Apathy | Full-length | 2016 | Show album |
Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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2008 | Independent | CD | CD-R, Limited edition | |
March 17th, 2010 | Self Mutilation Services | SMS033 / MAA001 | CD | |
March 17th, 2010 | Self Mutilation Services | Digital | Bandcamp | |
September 21st, 2010 | Night Birds Records | Cassette | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead), Lyrics |
Pesten | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Nathanael | Layout, Photography |
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1. | Der Liebesbrief | 00:30 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:42 | Show lyrics |
Sanft streiche ich über meine Haut Und Gedanken in der Dunkelheit Es gibt nur Trauer, kein’ Tag der graut Keine Seele die mich liebt und heilt Aschewolken rauschen über mich Die Zeit versinkt in finst’rem Glanz Jeder Tag so trist wie der zuvor Und kein Lachen findet seinen Weg Manchmal fällt ein Schein durch das Fenster Doch kein Licht berührt mich noch Ich sitze auf dem Bette mein und schweige Und werde Teil der Dunkelheit Einsam träum ich von vergang’nen Tagen Schon lange hab ich nur mehr mich In finst’res Licht getaucht sitze ich nun hier Und ich denke still an dich Ein Hauch fließt von meinen jungen Lippen Und mein Körper trägt ein Zeichen Denn du führtest einst die schwarze Feder Auf mir nun ein Herz in Haut Mit zerrauften Haaren lieg ich hier Und weine jeden Tag um dich Und des nächtens entflieht mir still ein Lachen Das nimmermehr ein Laut sein mag Kaum ein Licht empfange ich Kaum ein Leben spüre ich Kaum ein Wasser schmecke ich, außer Tränen über meine Lippen tanzen Kaum ein Wesen sehe ich, außer mich in Hast gemalt vom Spiegelglas Was ich sehe ist nur der Tod Noch jung der Leib doch welk die Seel’ Von finst’rer Schmerzen Feuerglut Von schwarz düst’rem Liebesblut Mein Leben rauscht so schnell an mir vorbei Und ich sehe mich nur mit dir Doch denkst du noch manchmal an mich? Oder hast du mich schon verdrängt? "Am Boden liegt ein Liebesbrief... ...in meinem schwarzen Kämmerlein." |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Leid und Pein; verschlossen bleibt der Geist Stille herrscht im toten Mauerwerk Und nur Baumgeripp’ und Mondenwachs Starren stumm zu mir herein Finst’res Holz ziert Möbelwerk Das verlassen einsam fault Metallern Rosen schwarz wie Teer Kühlen meine heiße Haut Der Blick schweift am Horizont entlang Und mühsam zählt das Auge Sterne Manch Gedanke steht am Himmelszelt Und sehnt sich nach endloser Ferne Ein großer Spiegel blickt mich an Jeden Tag und jede Nacht Wenn im Glas ein Flusse rauscht Dem bebend mein rot’ Auge lauscht Jeder Morgen ist mein Abend Jeder Tag beginnt mit Nacht Dunkelheit ist’s, die ihn endet Wenn kein Stern sein Licht mir sendet Den einz’gen Glanz in meiner Welt Schenkt der Mond mir in der Nacht Es spiegeln sich in meinen Augen Weiße Perlen die als Tränen fallen "Kauernd sitze ich...die Augen rot...vom Tränenreigen... ...die schwarzen Strähnen...streichen über meine Haut... ...voll düstrer Trauer...wimmert meine Stimme...von vergessenen...Menschen... ...doch nicht ein einzig Wort...verlässt die müden Lippen." Meine Schmerzen trage ich allein Sind nicht sie mein Lebenszeichen? Weine ich solang ich lebe? Oder lebe ich solang ich weine? |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 03:40 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
"Die Klänge des Saxophons schwirrten durch die glitzernde Nacht. Die Töne durchbrachen die schimmernde Dunkelheit. Die Nacht war geschwängert von bunten Lichtern die durcheinander tanzten und nach Aufmerksamkeit haschten. Das Quietschen einer bremsenden S-Bahn war von weit her zu hören. Die fahle Neonbeleuchtung stach in seinen Augen. Die Straßenlaterne breitete ihren Schleier aus. Sie hatte den Kopf gesenkt, so dass aus ihrem Gesicht das Licht herabfiel wie die Tränen aus den Augen der Engel. Wie ein Schleier umspielte das Licht seine Gestalt als er in den Laternenschein getreten war. Direkt kalt war es, als er wieder in die Nacht spazierte. Die Musik verstummte langsam als er sich von der Bar entfernte. Direkt neben der Straße führte eine S-Bahnlinie vorbei. Während er durch die kreischende Großstadtnacht ging rauschten mehrere Züge an ihm vorbei. Nicht weit entfernt. Er blickte über die Mauer auf der anderen Straßenseite, über den kleinen ungepflegten Grünstreifen, mit den schmächtigen Bäumen und Hecken und auf die Gleise, die eisern, kalt und schwarz auf ihrem Schotterbett schlummerten. Und wieder wurden sie malträtiert von den donnernden Schreien der S-Bahn. Die Räder quietschten und aus der Dunkelheit erhaschte er einige flüchtige Blicke in den Zug. Ganz hell war es dort drinnen." Grünlich blaue Streifen milchigen Lichtes zogen vorbei Und nur wenige Personen saßen im Zugwagon Es keimte in ihm Erinnerung beim Anblick dieses hübschen Mädchens Ihr war das schwarze Haar tief ins schöne Gesicht gefallen Sie schien ihn nicht zu sehen und starrte in die kalte Nacht Teilnahmslos und einsam. Allein und verloren Der Zug verschwand mitten in der finster blickenden Nacht Er starrte wieder auf die Gleise, wo er soeben sie gesehen "Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Frühlingswind Da lagen wir Du lachtest wie ein Kind Wir träumten noch Im zarten Vogelsang Und merkten nicht Wie schnell die Zeit verrann Die Melodei Floss durch meine Glieder Ich küsste dich Sanft auf deine Lieder Wir tanzten froh Durch das weiß’ Gräsermeer Bienen schwirrten Und es duftete sehr Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Blätterreigen Da hörten wir Hier kein Vöglein schweigen So war es und so ist es ewiglich Du kennst die Wahrheit: Ja, ich liebe dich." Er hörte das Plätschern von Wasser und Lichter tanzten Eine völlig seltsame Stimmung machte sich im Herzen breit Durch die einzelnen Schatten brach der tiefblau leuchtende Bahnhof Keinen Menschen sah er, denn niemand war noch hier geblieben Seine Wahrnehmung verschwand und nur mehr ein Schleier der Nacht blieb Doch mit einem Mal war das Tuch von seinen Augen gerissen Ein kleines Stück entfernt stand sie und war wunderschön Sie blickte ihn an und nahm die Kopfhörer aus den Ohren "Manchmal muss man einfach nach der Tür greifen, um zu sehen, dass sie schon lange offen steht." |
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29:47 |
Wiedersehen - unsere Hoffnung
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Heretoir | |
Eklatanz | All instruments, Vocals, Composing |
Thränenkind | |
Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead) |
Pesten | Drums |
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1. | Thränenkind - Niemehr | 02:38 | instrumental |
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2. | Thränenkind - Posthuma | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Wo keine Steine auf den Gräbern iegen, sank dein schmaler Sarg hinab. Ein hübscher Blumekranz thront über dir, mein nass’ Gesicht starrt in dein Grab. Nur ein sachter Hügel ist dein Bett, wo du für immer deinen Schlafe tust. Der Wind weht den Staub zum Weg, wo du daneben für die Ewigkeit ruhst. Nun fällt der Regen und verwäscht die Gräber. Am Sommerabend: Hörst du denn die Kinder nicht? Doch dann wurd es still, kalt und klamm und Schnee fiel knapp über deinem Gesicht. Und niemand sonst blieb hier bei dir, nur ich stand stumm im Schneegewand. Bis der Frühling um uns erwachte und die Sonne dein Gesicht nicht fand. Nie mehr sah ich dich mein Thränenkind. Meine Begierde ist zuende. Ewigkeiten stehe ich bei dir. Gezwungen eine Tote zu lieben, trage ich dein junges Bild bei mir, muss ich jeden Tag um meine Liebe weinen. Ich höre nichts, Ich sehe nichts Ich leb’ in einer Stund’ die nicht mehr ist, umfangen von zwei Mädchenarmen, die sich längst über einem stillen Herzen geschlossen haben. Sich für immer geschlossen haben. |
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3. | Heretoir & Thränenkind - Wiedersehen - unsere Hoffnung | 06:57 | Show lyrics |
Im gleisend schönen Sommermorgen empfing mich eine Rose zart. Die letzt der noch das verwelken droht, denn so alt schon ist zu nah am Tod. Die Luft erfüllt vom Vogelsang, mein Geist betrübt im Traume.. Langsam schoben Wolken sich hoch am Firmament über mich. Die Rose stand so schön im roten Kleid, kein Hauch legt’ es in samtne Falten. Sie blinzelt gegen den weichen Sonnenschein, doch mir war nicht nach Glücklichsein.. Kaum spürte ich den sachten Hauch, den da zieht ein kleiner Schmetterling doch die Rose spürt’ ihn auch, warf ein Blatte und verging. So liegt nun ein sanft Rosenblatt und träumt alleine seinen Traum. Die Rose trägt nun ein schwarz Faltenkleid und schläft allein im kalten Leid. Ich denke heut noch an die Blum’, an jenen zauberhaften Duft, als sie schließlich aus dem Leben schied und nie mehr nach mir ruft. |
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4. | Heretoir - Graue Bauten | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Rastlos Treibt es mich durch dunkle Gassen In kaltem Mauerwerk Verwaist meine Seele Diese grauen Bauten Sind meine Zuflucht Doch sind sie auch Das Gift in meinen Adern Ich schaue hinauf zum stählernen Himmelszelt Und spüre die Sehnsucht Entbunden Von dieser Welt |
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5. | Heretoir - Nihil | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Voices That have no truth inside Perversion Every fraudulent day "...Kälte umfängt mich meine Füsse werden schwer und nutzloses Fleisch stehe ich hier gefangen in mir und verlange Leben doch was ich kriege ist nur Trauer." |
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6. | Thränenkind - Abschied | 01:32 | instrumental |
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27:13 |
Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
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1. | Kirschbaum im Frühlingswind | 02:10 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:39 | |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 04:50 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:04 | |
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32:33 |
The Elk
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 22nd, 2013 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 135-2 | CD | Digipak |
August 23rd, 2013 | Moment of Collapse Records | Cassette | ||
October 25th, 2013 | Supreme Chaos Records | SCR-VL020-(1-2) | 2 12" vinyls | Limited Edition, 2 colors |
Unknown | Independent | Other |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals (backing) |
Max | Guitars |
Nils Groth | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Eklatanz | Vocals (track 2) |
Torsten | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anja Antigone | Lyrics (track 5) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Monument | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Those dim swamps I crossed, in desperate search for some hope. But the only ray I found was of those bright ghost lights. Just give me substance, something permanent, a place to be myself, a place just like your monument. |
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2. | Just Another Way of Expressing Defeat | 07:30 | instrumental |
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3. | The King Is Dead | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
I need to get out of this house, this whole city is haunting me. I can not breath within walls like these, making me the weakling I am. What I remember is rain, always rain; always grey clouds in the morning sky. And this old shitty record player, repeating the only record we had. You can’t imagine how loud we had to turn it, to drown out the fathers yelling; not to hear the mothers weeping; to be save from the noise. A home, which was never our home. A king, who yelled and hurt and drank. A queen, who loved and wept and fell. Children, who cried and dreamed and sank. Your blood circling in my black veins. I am your flesh, you are my chain. I am the fruit of your sear tree. Just left to rot, never set free. |
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4. | My Transparent Heart | 06:41 | Show lyrics |
I’m not, what I believed to be. My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories. My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath. Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies. All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now. Thieves that stole my youth...won’t hurt me again. Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries. Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds. Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears; withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk. For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart, I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me. The pattering of the rain, is the soundtrack of my life. I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless. When I cried there was someone who cried with me. When I lost, there was someone who lost with me. We were comrades in misfortune. Hurt companions for a lifetime. Late at night we’re driving through this town. Together ... but both alone. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine. We drove right through the middle of the storm. Me and my best friend, named solitude. The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts. The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue story. A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky. A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom. |
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5. | Today, the Sea (Anja’s Song) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All i ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore and I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand. How few! yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, while I weep, while I weep! My dear! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? My dear! can I not save one from the pitiless waves? But the only one i really need to save, while struggling with the ruthless waves, from drowning in these endless shores is this one important grain of yours. |
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6. | Deleting Those Three Words | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Passing lights and passing lives. I am everything but secure. With the feet of a traveler, I won’t stay long here anyway. A giant black snail shell with oppressive weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders far too long. A new age to come. I feel the pale sun caressing my dark eyes. But still the icy haze embraces me. Sepulchral cold, along these serpentine roads. I wished there was something I could call home. Swallowing illusions as big as airplanes. In the endless search for comfort, there is nothing but conformity. What if the only way to become finally free is to abandon our own existence? Will I have lived if I die tonight? Is the only real friend sitting at my side called "uncertainty", wishing me farewell? Should I delete those three words and will I still be safe tonight? |
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7. | Eternal Youth | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
It’s so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain. It’s so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost. How many senseless years will I waste once again? How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain? Everyone is just sick for something called "fun", which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives. Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price? I’ve had my moments - but I would have liked for my life to have been nothing but moments, one after another. But I will never loiter in late winter again, when blooming spring is blossomy in the air. Forgive me, sweet innocence. |
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8. | Seven Dead Horses | 05:29 | instrumental |
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9. | Silence Is Everything | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
Your beauty is as sweeping as the universe. But I found out that you’re adamant. When all I wanted was to carve my thoughts into you, I recognized that this was just a hopeless dream. When I tried to engrave these humble feelings into your thick stone wall shaped body, I realized that my wretched attempt was worth nothing. Finally I had to learn that silence is everything. |
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10. | Forest Pt. I (The Veil) | 02:14 | instrumental |
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11. | Forest Pt. II (The Grove) | 02:51 | instrumental |
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12. | This Story of Permanence | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks. I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust. In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh. I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter. Did you ever notice what you did to me? I now watch the sky in love with its stars that’ll be with me forever. I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear. I’m now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood, telling me this story of permanence. |
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13. | The Elk | 05:34 | instrumental |
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58:15 |
Hope(less)
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1. | An Hour and Ten Minutes (Failure) | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Too often I am less of a friend Than just a fucking enemy Sorry for mistreating you and everyone else around you Dark days - I´m grounded in my mind It´s damn hard to do what´s right Surrounded by what´s wrong Feeling like the worst failure of all Hurting the ones I am supposed to love I once thought I was irreplaceable, I should have known better... |
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2. | April | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
A painfull lesson to be learned Distances mean certainty to me Loopholes in every situation Commitment is the greatest fear Antagonize the one in control I´m still my own worst enemy Reflecting what I´ve done A rash promise: I´ll be there Step out of the shadow of my past mistakes But I´ll stay the sad and pissed off boy you‘ve known Who refuses to find peace in life´s circumstances Struggling from day to day, breaking the patterns of my behaviour I surely won´t let the demons win. “Until I´m there“ But not this city and not in April. |
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10:19 |
King Apathy
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 13th, 2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 161-2 | CD | |
May 13th, 2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1225-1 | Vinyl | Limited edition, Alternate cover |
May 13th, 2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1225-1 | Vinyl | Limited edition, Clear with black haze vinyl |
May 13th, 2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1225-1 | Vinyl | Limited edition |
May 13th, 2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 161-1 | Vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
2016 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1225-1 | Vinyl | 2nd press, Red with black swirl vinyl |
October 21st, 2017
(as the band "King Apathy") |
Black Cat Tapes | BCT5 | Cassette | Limited edition |
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Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
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1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
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4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
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5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
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7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
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8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
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9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
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Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead), Lyrics |
Pesten | Drums |
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Nathanael | Layout, Photography |
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1. | Der Liebesbrief | 00:30 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:42 | Show lyrics |
Sanft streiche ich über meine Haut Und Gedanken in der Dunkelheit Es gibt nur Trauer, kein’ Tag der graut Keine Seele die mich liebt und heilt Aschewolken rauschen über mich Die Zeit versinkt in finst’rem Glanz Jeder Tag so trist wie der zuvor Und kein Lachen findet seinen Weg Manchmal fällt ein Schein durch das Fenster Doch kein Licht berührt mich noch Ich sitze auf dem Bette mein und schweige Und werde Teil der Dunkelheit Einsam träum ich von vergang’nen Tagen Schon lange hab ich nur mehr mich In finst’res Licht getaucht sitze ich nun hier Und ich denke still an dich Ein Hauch fließt von meinen jungen Lippen Und mein Körper trägt ein Zeichen Denn du führtest einst die schwarze Feder Auf mir nun ein Herz in Haut Mit zerrauften Haaren lieg ich hier Und weine jeden Tag um dich Und des nächtens entflieht mir still ein Lachen Das nimmermehr ein Laut sein mag Kaum ein Licht empfange ich Kaum ein Leben spüre ich Kaum ein Wasser schmecke ich, außer Tränen über meine Lippen tanzen Kaum ein Wesen sehe ich, außer mich in Hast gemalt vom Spiegelglas Was ich sehe ist nur der Tod Noch jung der Leib doch welk die Seel’ Von finst’rer Schmerzen Feuerglut Von schwarz düst’rem Liebesblut Mein Leben rauscht so schnell an mir vorbei Und ich sehe mich nur mit dir Doch denkst du noch manchmal an mich? Oder hast du mich schon verdrängt? "Am Boden liegt ein Liebesbrief... ...in meinem schwarzen Kämmerlein." |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Leid und Pein; verschlossen bleibt der Geist Stille herrscht im toten Mauerwerk Und nur Baumgeripp’ und Mondenwachs Starren stumm zu mir herein Finst’res Holz ziert Möbelwerk Das verlassen einsam fault Metallern Rosen schwarz wie Teer Kühlen meine heiße Haut Der Blick schweift am Horizont entlang Und mühsam zählt das Auge Sterne Manch Gedanke steht am Himmelszelt Und sehnt sich nach endloser Ferne Ein großer Spiegel blickt mich an Jeden Tag und jede Nacht Wenn im Glas ein Flusse rauscht Dem bebend mein rot’ Auge lauscht Jeder Morgen ist mein Abend Jeder Tag beginnt mit Nacht Dunkelheit ist’s, die ihn endet Wenn kein Stern sein Licht mir sendet Den einz’gen Glanz in meiner Welt Schenkt der Mond mir in der Nacht Es spiegeln sich in meinen Augen Weiße Perlen die als Tränen fallen "Kauernd sitze ich...die Augen rot...vom Tränenreigen... ...die schwarzen Strähnen...streichen über meine Haut... ...voll düstrer Trauer...wimmert meine Stimme...von vergessenen...Menschen... ...doch nicht ein einzig Wort...verlässt die müden Lippen." Meine Schmerzen trage ich allein Sind nicht sie mein Lebenszeichen? Weine ich solang ich lebe? Oder lebe ich solang ich weine? |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 03:40 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
"Die Klänge des Saxophons schwirrten durch die glitzernde Nacht. Die Töne durchbrachen die schimmernde Dunkelheit. Die Nacht war geschwängert von bunten Lichtern die durcheinander tanzten und nach Aufmerksamkeit haschten. Das Quietschen einer bremsenden S-Bahn war von weit her zu hören. Die fahle Neonbeleuchtung stach in seinen Augen. Die Straßenlaterne breitete ihren Schleier aus. Sie hatte den Kopf gesenkt, so dass aus ihrem Gesicht das Licht herabfiel wie die Tränen aus den Augen der Engel. Wie ein Schleier umspielte das Licht seine Gestalt als er in den Laternenschein getreten war. Direkt kalt war es, als er wieder in die Nacht spazierte. Die Musik verstummte langsam als er sich von der Bar entfernte. Direkt neben der Straße führte eine S-Bahnlinie vorbei. Während er durch die kreischende Großstadtnacht ging rauschten mehrere Züge an ihm vorbei. Nicht weit entfernt. Er blickte über die Mauer auf der anderen Straßenseite, über den kleinen ungepflegten Grünstreifen, mit den schmächtigen Bäumen und Hecken und auf die Gleise, die eisern, kalt und schwarz auf ihrem Schotterbett schlummerten. Und wieder wurden sie malträtiert von den donnernden Schreien der S-Bahn. Die Räder quietschten und aus der Dunkelheit erhaschte er einige flüchtige Blicke in den Zug. Ganz hell war es dort drinnen." Grünlich blaue Streifen milchigen Lichtes zogen vorbei Und nur wenige Personen saßen im Zugwagon Es keimte in ihm Erinnerung beim Anblick dieses hübschen Mädchens Ihr war das schwarze Haar tief ins schöne Gesicht gefallen Sie schien ihn nicht zu sehen und starrte in die kalte Nacht Teilnahmslos und einsam. Allein und verloren Der Zug verschwand mitten in der finster blickenden Nacht Er starrte wieder auf die Gleise, wo er soeben sie gesehen "Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Frühlingswind Da lagen wir Du lachtest wie ein Kind Wir träumten noch Im zarten Vogelsang Und merkten nicht Wie schnell die Zeit verrann Die Melodei Floss durch meine Glieder Ich küsste dich Sanft auf deine Lieder Wir tanzten froh Durch das weiß’ Gräsermeer Bienen schwirrten Und es duftete sehr Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Blätterreigen Da hörten wir Hier kein Vöglein schweigen So war es und so ist es ewiglich Du kennst die Wahrheit: Ja, ich liebe dich." Er hörte das Plätschern von Wasser und Lichter tanzten Eine völlig seltsame Stimmung machte sich im Herzen breit Durch die einzelnen Schatten brach der tiefblau leuchtende Bahnhof Keinen Menschen sah er, denn niemand war noch hier geblieben Seine Wahrnehmung verschwand und nur mehr ein Schleier der Nacht blieb Doch mit einem Mal war das Tuch von seinen Augen gerissen Ein kleines Stück entfernt stand sie und war wunderschön Sie blickte ihn an und nahm die Kopfhörer aus den Ohren "Manchmal muss man einfach nach der Tür greifen, um zu sehen, dass sie schon lange offen steht." |
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29:47 |
Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
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Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead), Lyrics |
Pesten | Drums |
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Nathanael | Layout, Photography |
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1. | Kirschbaum im Frühlingswind | 02:10 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:42 | Show lyrics |
Sanft streiche ich über meine Haut Und Gedanken in der Dunkelheit Es gibt nur Trauer, kein’ Tag der graut Keine Seele die mich liebt und heilt Aschewolken rauschen über mich Die Zeit versinkt in finst’rem Glanz Jeder Tag so trist wie der zuvor Und kein Lachen findet seinen Weg Manchmal fällt ein Schein durch das Fenster Doch kein Licht berührt mich noch Ich sitze auf dem Bette mein und schweige Und werde Teil der Dunkelheit Einsam träum ich von vergang’nen Tagen Schon lange hab ich nur mehr mich In finst’res Licht getaucht sitze ich nun hier Und ich denke still an dich Ein Hauch fließt von meinen jungen Lippen Und mein Körper trägt ein Zeichen Denn du führtest einst die schwarze Feder Auf mir nun ein Herz in Haut Mit zerrauften Haaren lieg ich hier Und weine jeden Tag um dich Und des nächtens entflieht mir still ein Lachen Das nimmermehr ein Laut sein mag Kaum ein Licht empfange ich Kaum ein Leben spüre ich Kaum ein Wasser schmecke ich, außer Tränen über meine Lippen tanzen Kaum ein Wesen sehe ich, außer mich in Hast gemalt vom Spiegelglas Was ich sehe ist nur der Tod Noch jung der Leib doch welk die Seel’ Von finst’rer Schmerzen Feuerglut Von schwarz düst’rem Liebesblut Mein Leben rauscht so schnell an mir vorbei Und ich sehe mich nur mit dir Doch denkst du noch manchmal an mich? Oder hast du mich schon verdrängt? "Am Boden liegt ein Liebesbrief... ...in meinem schwarzen Kämmerlein." |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Leid und Pein; verschlossen bleibt der Geist Stille herrscht im toten Mauerwerk Und nur Baumgeripp’ und Mondenwachs Starren stumm zu mir herein Finst’res Holz ziert Möbelwerk Das verlassen einsam fault Metallern Rosen schwarz wie Teer Kühlen meine heiße Haut Der Blick schweift am Horizont entlang Und mühsam zählt das Auge Sterne Manch Gedanke steht am Himmelszelt Und sehnt sich nach endloser Ferne Ein großer Spiegel blickt mich an Jeden Tag und jede Nacht Wenn im Glas ein Flusse rauscht Dem bebend mein rot’ Auge lauscht Jeder Morgen ist mein Abend Jeder Tag beginnt mit Nacht Dunkelheit ist’s, die ihn endet Wenn kein Stern sein Licht mir sendet Den einz’gen Glanz in meiner Welt Schenkt der Mond mir in der Nacht Es spiegeln sich in meinen Augen Weiße Perlen die als Tränen fallen "Kauernd sitze ich...die Augen rot...vom Tränenreigen... ...die schwarzen Strähnen...streichen über meine Haut... ...voll düstrer Trauer...wimmert meine Stimme...von vergessenen...Menschen... ...doch nicht ein einzig Wort...verlässt die müden Lippen." Meine Schmerzen trage ich allein Sind nicht sie mein Lebenszeichen? Weine ich solang ich lebe? Oder lebe ich solang ich weine? |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 04:50 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
"Die Klänge des Saxophons schwirrten durch die glitzernde Nacht. Die Töne durchbrachen die schimmernde Dunkelheit. Die Nacht war geschwängert von bunten Lichtern die durcheinander tanzten und nach Aufmerksamkeit haschten. Das Quietschen einer bremsenden S-Bahn war von weit her zu hören. Die fahle Neonbeleuchtung stach in seinen Augen. Die Straßenlaterne breitete ihren Schleier aus. Sie hatte den Kopf gesenkt, so dass aus ihrem Gesicht das Licht herabfiel wie die Tränen aus den Augen der Engel. Wie ein Schleier umspielte das Licht seine Gestalt als er in den Laternenschein getreten war. Direkt kalt war es, als er wieder in die Nacht spazierte. Die Musik verstummte langsam als er sich von der Bar entfernte. Direkt neben der Straße führte eine S-Bahnlinie vorbei. Während er durch die kreischende Großstadtnacht ging rauschten mehrere Züge an ihm vorbei. Nicht weit entfernt. Er blickte über die Mauer auf der anderen Straßenseite, über den kleinen ungepflegten Grünstreifen, mit den schmächtigen Bäumen und Hecken und auf die Gleise, die eisern, kalt und schwarz auf ihrem Schotterbett schlummerten. Und wieder wurden sie malträtiert von den donnernden Schreien der S-Bahn. Die Räder quietschten und aus der Dunkelheit erhaschte er einige flüchtige Blicke in den Zug. Ganz hell war es dort drinnen." Grünlich blaue Streifen milchigen Lichtes zogen vorbei Und nur wenige Personen saßen im Zugwagon Es keimte in ihm Erinnerung beim Anblick dieses hübschen Mädchens Ihr war das schwarze Haar tief ins schöne Gesicht gefallen Sie schien ihn nicht zu sehen und starrte in die kalte Nacht Teilnahmslos und einsam. Allein und verloren Der Zug verschwand mitten in der finster blickenden Nacht Er starrte wieder auf die Gleise, wo er soeben sie gesehen "Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Frühlingswind Da lagen wir Du lachtest wie ein Kind Wir träumten noch Im zarten Vogelsang Und merkten nicht Wie schnell die Zeit verrann Die Melodei Floss durch meine Glieder Ich küsste dich Sanft auf deine Lieder Wir tanzten froh Durch das weiß’ Gräsermeer Bienen schwirrten Und es duftete sehr Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Blätterreigen Da hörten wir Hier kein Vöglein schweigen So war es und so ist es ewiglich Du kennst die Wahrheit: Ja, ich liebe dich." Er hörte das Plätschern von Wasser und Lichter tanzten Eine völlig seltsame Stimmung machte sich im Herzen breit Durch die einzelnen Schatten brach der tiefblau leuchtende Bahnhof Keinen Menschen sah er, denn niemand war noch hier geblieben Seine Wahrnehmung verschwand und nur mehr ein Schleier der Nacht blieb Doch mit einem Mal war das Tuch von seinen Augen gerissen Ein kleines Stück entfernt stand sie und war wunderschön Sie blickte ihn an und nahm die Kopfhörer aus den Ohren "Manchmal muss man einfach nach der Tür greifen, um zu sehen, dass sie schon lange offen steht." |
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32:37 |
Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
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Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead), Lyrics |
Pesten | Drums |
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Nathanael | Layout, Photography |
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1. | Kirschbaum im Frühlingswind | 02:10 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:39 | Show lyrics |
Sanft streiche ich über meine Haut Und Gedanken in der Dunkelheit Es gibt nur Trauer, kein’ Tag der graut Keine Seele die mich liebt und heilt Aschewolken rauschen über mich Die Zeit versinkt in finst’rem Glanz Jeder Tag so trist wie der zuvor Und kein Lachen findet seinen Weg Manchmal fällt ein Schein durch das Fenster Doch kein Licht berührt mich noch Ich sitze auf dem Bette mein und schweige Und werde Teil der Dunkelheit Einsam träum ich von vergang’nen Tagen Schon lange hab ich nur mehr mich In finst’res Licht getaucht sitze ich nun hier Und ich denke still an dich Ein Hauch fließt von meinen jungen Lippen Und mein Körper trägt ein Zeichen Denn du führtest einst die schwarze Feder Auf mir nun ein Herz in Haut Mit zerrauften Haaren lieg ich hier Und weine jeden Tag um dich Und des nächtens entflieht mir still ein Lachen Das nimmermehr ein Laut sein mag Kaum ein Licht empfange ich Kaum ein Leben spüre ich Kaum ein Wasser schmecke ich, außer Tränen über meine Lippen tanzen Kaum ein Wesen sehe ich, außer mich in Hast gemalt vom Spiegelglas Was ich sehe ist nur der Tod Noch jung der Leib doch welk die Seel’ Von finst’rer Schmerzen Feuerglut Von schwarz düst’rem Liebesblut Mein Leben rauscht so schnell an mir vorbei Und ich sehe mich nur mit dir Doch denkst du noch manchmal an mich? Oder hast du mich schon verdrängt? "Am Boden liegt ein Liebesbrief... ...in meinem schwarzen Kämmerlein." |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Leid und Pein; verschlossen bleibt der Geist Stille herrscht im toten Mauerwerk Und nur Baumgeripp’ und Mondenwachs Starren stumm zu mir herein Finst’res Holz ziert Möbelwerk Das verlassen einsam fault Metallern Rosen schwarz wie Teer Kühlen meine heiße Haut Der Blick schweift am Horizont entlang Und mühsam zählt das Auge Sterne Manch Gedanke steht am Himmelszelt Und sehnt sich nach endloser Ferne Ein großer Spiegel blickt mich an Jeden Tag und jede Nacht Wenn im Glas ein Flusse rauscht Dem bebend mein rot’ Auge lauscht Jeder Morgen ist mein Abend Jeder Tag beginnt mit Nacht Dunkelheit ist’s, die ihn endet Wenn kein Stern sein Licht mir sendet Den einz’gen Glanz in meiner Welt Schenkt der Mond mir in der Nacht Es spiegeln sich in meinen Augen Weiße Perlen die als Tränen fallen "Kauernd sitze ich...die Augen rot...vom Tränenreigen... ...die schwarzen Strähnen...streichen über meine Haut... ...voll düstrer Trauer...wimmert meine Stimme...von vergessenen...Menschen... ...doch nicht ein einzig Wort...verlässt die müden Lippen." Meine Schmerzen trage ich allein Sind nicht sie mein Lebenszeichen? Weine ich solang ich lebe? Oder lebe ich solang ich weine? |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 04:50 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:04 | Show lyrics |
"Die Klänge des Saxophons schwirrten durch die glitzernde Nacht. Die Töne durchbrachen die schimmernde Dunkelheit. Die Nacht war geschwängert von bunten Lichtern die durcheinander tanzten und nach Aufmerksamkeit haschten. Das Quietschen einer bremsenden S-Bahn war von weit her zu hören. Die fahle Neonbeleuchtung stach in seinen Augen. Die Straßenlaterne breitete ihren Schleier aus. Sie hatte den Kopf gesenkt, so dass aus ihrem Gesicht das Licht herabfiel wie die Tränen aus den Augen der Engel. Wie ein Schleier umspielte das Licht seine Gestalt als er in den Laternenschein getreten war. Direkt kalt war es, als er wieder in die Nacht spazierte. Die Musik verstummte langsam als er sich von der Bar entfernte. Direkt neben der Straße führte eine S-Bahnlinie vorbei. Während er durch die kreischende Großstadtnacht ging rauschten mehrere Züge an ihm vorbei. Nicht weit entfernt. Er blickte über die Mauer auf der anderen Straßenseite, über den kleinen ungepflegten Grünstreifen, mit den schmächtigen Bäumen und Hecken und auf die Gleise, die eisern, kalt und schwarz auf ihrem Schotterbett schlummerten. Und wieder wurden sie malträtiert von den donnernden Schreien der S-Bahn. Die Räder quietschten und aus der Dunkelheit erhaschte er einige flüchtige Blicke in den Zug. Ganz hell war es dort drinnen." Grünlich blaue Streifen milchigen Lichtes zogen vorbei Und nur wenige Personen saßen im Zugwagon Es keimte in ihm Erinnerung beim Anblick dieses hübschen Mädchens Ihr war das schwarze Haar tief ins schöne Gesicht gefallen Sie schien ihn nicht zu sehen und starrte in die kalte Nacht Teilnahmslos und einsam. Allein und verloren Der Zug verschwand mitten in der finster blickenden Nacht Er starrte wieder auf die Gleise, wo er soeben sie gesehen "Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Frühlingswind Da lagen wir Du lachtest wie ein Kind Wir träumten noch Im zarten Vogelsang Und merkten nicht Wie schnell die Zeit verrann Die Melodei Floss durch meine Glieder Ich küsste dich Sanft auf deine Lieder Wir tanzten froh Durch das weiß’ Gräsermeer Bienen schwirrten Und es duftete sehr Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Blätterreigen Da hörten wir Hier kein Vöglein schweigen So war es und so ist es ewiglich Du kennst die Wahrheit: Ja, ich liebe dich." Er hörte das Plätschern von Wasser und Lichter tanzten Eine völlig seltsame Stimmung machte sich im Herzen breit Durch die einzelnen Schatten brach der tiefblau leuchtende Bahnhof Keinen Menschen sah er, denn niemand war noch hier geblieben Seine Wahrnehmung verschwand und nur mehr ein Schleier der Nacht blieb Doch mit einem Mal war das Tuch von seinen Augen gerissen Ein kleines Stück entfernt stand sie und war wunderschön Sie blickte ihn an und nahm die Kopfhörer aus den Ohren "Manchmal muss man einfach nach der Tür greifen, um zu sehen, dass sie schon lange offen steht." |
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Eine Momentaufnahme - Der Rest ist nur Einsamkeit
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Nathanael | Bass, Guitars, Vocals (lead), Lyrics |
Pesten | Drums |
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Nathanael | Layout, Photography |
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1. | Kirschbaum im Frühlingswind | 02:10 | |
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2. | Im schwarzen Kämmerlein | 07:42 | Show lyrics |
Sanft streiche ich über meine Haut Und Gedanken in der Dunkelheit Es gibt nur Trauer, kein’ Tag der graut Keine Seele die mich liebt und heilt Aschewolken rauschen über mich Die Zeit versinkt in finst’rem Glanz Jeder Tag so trist wie der zuvor Und kein Lachen findet seinen Weg Manchmal fällt ein Schein durch das Fenster Doch kein Licht berührt mich noch Ich sitze auf dem Bette mein und schweige Und werde Teil der Dunkelheit Einsam träum ich von vergang’nen Tagen Schon lange hab ich nur mehr mich In finst’res Licht getaucht sitze ich nun hier Und ich denke still an dich Ein Hauch fließt von meinen jungen Lippen Und mein Körper trägt ein Zeichen Denn du führtest einst die schwarze Feder Auf mir nun ein Herz in Haut Mit zerrauften Haaren lieg ich hier Und weine jeden Tag um dich Und des nächtens entflieht mir still ein Lachen Das nimmermehr ein Laut sein mag Kaum ein Licht empfange ich Kaum ein Leben spüre ich Kaum ein Wasser schmecke ich, außer Tränen über meine Lippen tanzen Kaum ein Wesen sehe ich, außer mich in Hast gemalt vom Spiegelglas Was ich sehe ist nur der Tod Noch jung der Leib doch welk die Seel’ Von finst’rer Schmerzen Feuerglut Von schwarz düst’rem Liebesblut Mein Leben rauscht so schnell an mir vorbei Und ich sehe mich nur mit dir Doch denkst du noch manchmal an mich? Oder hast du mich schon verdrängt? "Am Boden liegt ein Liebesbrief... ...in meinem schwarzen Kämmerlein." |
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3. | Eine Momentaufnahme | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
Leid und Pein; verschlossen bleibt der Geist Stille herrscht im toten Mauerwerk Und nur Baumgeripp’ und Mondenwachs Starren stumm zu mir herein Finst’res Holz ziert Möbelwerk Das verlassen einsam fault Metallern Rosen schwarz wie Teer Kühlen meine heiße Haut Der Blick schweift am Horizont entlang Und mühsam zählt das Auge Sterne Manch Gedanke steht am Himmelszelt Und sehnt sich nach endloser Ferne Ein großer Spiegel blickt mich an Jeden Tag und jede Nacht Wenn im Glas ein Flusse rauscht Dem bebend mein rot’ Auge lauscht Jeder Morgen ist mein Abend Jeder Tag beginnt mit Nacht Dunkelheit ist’s, die ihn endet Wenn kein Stern sein Licht mir sendet Den einz’gen Glanz in meiner Welt Schenkt der Mond mir in der Nacht Es spiegeln sich in meinen Augen Weiße Perlen die als Tränen fallen "Kauernd sitze ich...die Augen rot...vom Tränenreigen... ...die schwarzen Strähnen...streichen über meine Haut... ...voll düstrer Trauer...wimmert meine Stimme...von vergessenen...Menschen... ...doch nicht ein einzig Wort...verlässt die müden Lippen." Meine Schmerzen trage ich allein Sind nicht sie mein Lebenszeichen? Weine ich solang ich lebe? Oder lebe ich solang ich weine? |
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4. | Ein Hauch von Zweisamkeit | 04:50 | |
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5. | Die Euphorie des Augenblicks | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
"Die Klänge des Saxophons schwirrten durch die glitzernde Nacht. Die Töne durchbrachen die schimmernde Dunkelheit. Die Nacht war geschwängert von bunten Lichtern die durcheinander tanzten und nach Aufmerksamkeit haschten. Das Quietschen einer bremsenden S-Bahn war von weit her zu hören. Die fahle Neonbeleuchtung stach in seinen Augen. Die Straßenlaterne breitete ihren Schleier aus. Sie hatte den Kopf gesenkt, so dass aus ihrem Gesicht das Licht herabfiel wie die Tränen aus den Augen der Engel. Wie ein Schleier umspielte das Licht seine Gestalt als er in den Laternenschein getreten war. Direkt kalt war es, als er wieder in die Nacht spazierte. Die Musik verstummte langsam als er sich von der Bar entfernte. Direkt neben der Straße führte eine S-Bahnlinie vorbei. Während er durch die kreischende Großstadtnacht ging rauschten mehrere Züge an ihm vorbei. Nicht weit entfernt. Er blickte über die Mauer auf der anderen Straßenseite, über den kleinen ungepflegten Grünstreifen, mit den schmächtigen Bäumen und Hecken und auf die Gleise, die eisern, kalt und schwarz auf ihrem Schotterbett schlummerten. Und wieder wurden sie malträtiert von den donnernden Schreien der S-Bahn. Die Räder quietschten und aus der Dunkelheit erhaschte er einige flüchtige Blicke in den Zug. Ganz hell war es dort drinnen." Grünlich blaue Streifen milchigen Lichtes zogen vorbei Und nur wenige Personen saßen im Zugwagon Es keimte in ihm Erinnerung beim Anblick dieses hübschen Mädchens Ihr war das schwarze Haar tief ins schöne Gesicht gefallen Sie schien ihn nicht zu sehen und starrte in die kalte Nacht Teilnahmslos und einsam. Allein und verloren Der Zug verschwand mitten in der finster blickenden Nacht Er starrte wieder auf die Gleise, wo er soeben sie gesehen "Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Frühlingswind Da lagen wir Du lachtest wie ein Kind Wir träumten noch Im zarten Vogelsang Und merkten nicht Wie schnell die Zeit verrann Die Melodei Floss durch meine Glieder Ich küsste dich Sanft auf deine Lieder Wir tanzten froh Durch das weiß’ Gräsermeer Bienen schwirrten Und es duftete sehr Ein Kirschbaum wars Im sachten Blätterreigen Da hörten wir Hier kein Vöglein schweigen So war es und so ist es ewiglich Du kennst die Wahrheit: Ja, ich liebe dich." Er hörte das Plätschern von Wasser und Lichter tanzten Eine völlig seltsame Stimmung machte sich im Herzen breit Durch die einzelnen Schatten brach der tiefblau leuchtende Bahnhof Keinen Menschen sah er, denn niemand war noch hier geblieben Seine Wahrnehmung verschwand und nur mehr ein Schleier der Nacht blieb Doch mit einem Mal war das Tuch von seinen Augen gerissen Ein kleines Stück entfernt stand sie und war wunderschön Sie blickte ihn an und nahm die Kopfhörer aus den Ohren "Manchmal muss man einfach nach der Tür greifen, um zu sehen, dass sie schon lange offen steht." |
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The Elk
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Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals (backing) |
Max | Guitars |
Nils Groth | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Eklatanz | Vocals (track 2) |
Torsten | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anja Antigone | Lyrics (track 5) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Monument | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Those dim swamps I crossed, in desperate search for some hope. But the only ray I found was of those bright ghost lights. Just give me substance, something permanent, a place to be myself, a place just like your monument. |
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2. | Just Another Way of Expressing Defeat | 07:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The King Is Dead | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
I need to get out of this house, this whole city is haunting me. I can not breath within walls like these, making me the weakling I am. What I remember is rain, always rain; always grey clouds in the morning sky. And this old shitty record player, repeating the only record we had. You can’t imagine how loud we had to turn it, to drown out the fathers yelling; not to hear the mothers weeping; to be save from the noise. A home, which was never our home. A king, who yelled and hurt and drank. A queen, who loved and wept and fell. Children, who cried and dreamed and sank. Your blood circling in my black veins. I am your flesh, you are my chain. I am the fruit of your sear tree. Just left to rot, never set free. |
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4. | My Transparent Heart | 06:41 | Show lyrics |
I’m not, what I believed to be. My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories. My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath. Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies. All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now. Thieves that stole my youth...won’t hurt me again. Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries. Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds. Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears; withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk. For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart, I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me. The pattering of the rain, is the soundtrack of my life. I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless. When I cried there was someone who cried with me. When I lost, there was someone who lost with me. We were comrades in misfortune. Hurt companions for a lifetime. Late at night we’re driving through this town. Together ... but both alone. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine. We drove right through the middle of the storm. Me and my best friend, named solitude. The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts. The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue story. A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky. A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom. |
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5. | Today, the Sea (Anja’s Song) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All i ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore and I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand. How few! yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, while I weep, while I weep! My dear! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? My dear! can I not save one from the pitiless waves? But the only one i really need to save, while struggling with the ruthless waves, from drowning in these endless shores is this one important grain of yours. |
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6. | Deleting Those Three Words | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Passing lights and passing lives. I am everything but secure. With the feet of a traveler, I won’t stay long here anyway. A giant black snail shell with oppressive weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders far too long. A new age to come. I feel the pale sun caressing my dark eyes. But still the icy haze embraces me. Sepulchral cold, along these serpentine roads. I wished there was something I could call home. Swallowing illusions as big as airplanes. In the endless search for comfort, there is nothing but conformity. What if the only way to become finally free is to abandon our own existence? Will I have lived if I die tonight? Is the only real friend sitting at my side called "uncertainty", wishing me farewell? Should I delete those three words and will I still be safe tonight? |
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7. | Eternal Youth | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
It’s so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain. It’s so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost. How many senseless years will I waste once again? How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain? Everyone is just sick for something called "fun", which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives. Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price? I’ve had my moments - but I would have liked for my life to have been nothing but moments, one after another. But I will never loiter in late winter again, when blooming spring is blossomy in the air. Forgive me, sweet innocence. |
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8. | Seven Dead Horses | 05:29 | instrumental |
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9. | Silence Is Everything | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
Your beauty is as sweeping as the universe. But I found out that you’re adamant. When all I wanted was to carve my thoughts into you, I recognized that this was just a hopeless dream. When I tried to engrave these humble feelings into your thick stone wall shaped body, I realized that my wretched attempt was worth nothing. Finally I had to learn that silence is everything. |
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10. | Forest Pt. I (The Veil) | 02:14 | instrumental |
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11. | Forest Pt. II (The Grove) | 02:51 | instrumental |
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12. | This Story of Permanence | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks. I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust. In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh. I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter. Did you ever notice what you did to me? I now watch the sky in love with its stars that’ll be with me forever. I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear. I’m now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood, telling me this story of permanence. |
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13. | The Elk | 05:34 | instrumental |
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58:15 |
The Elk
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals (backing) |
Max | Guitars |
Nils Groth | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Eklatanz | Vocals (track 2) |
Torsten | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anja Antigone | Lyrics (track 5) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Monument | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Those dim swamps I crossed, in desperate search for some hope. But the only ray I found was of those bright ghost lights. Just give me substance, something permanent, a place to be myself, a place just like your monument. |
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2. | Just Another Way of Expressing Defeat | 07:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The King Is Dead | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
I need to get out of this house, this whole city is haunting me. I can not breath within walls like these, making me the weakling I am. What I remember is rain, always rain; always grey clouds in the morning sky. And this old shitty record player, repeating the only record we had. You can’t imagine how loud we had to turn it, to drown out the fathers yelling; not to hear the mothers weeping; to be save from the noise. A home, which was never our home. A king, who yelled and hurt and drank. A queen, who loved and wept and fell. Children, who cried and dreamed and sank. Your blood circling in my black veins. I am your flesh, you are my chain. I am the fruit of your sear tree. Just left to rot, never set free. |
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4. | My Transparent Heart | 06:41 | Show lyrics |
I’m not, what I believed to be. My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories. My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath. Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies. All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now. Thieves that stole my youth...won’t hurt me again. Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries. Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds. Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears; withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk. For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart, I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me. The pattering of the rain, is the soundtrack of my life. I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless. When I cried there was someone who cried with me. When I lost, there was someone who lost with me. We were comrades in misfortune. Hurt companions for a lifetime. Late at night we’re driving through this town. Together ... but both alone. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine. We drove right through the middle of the storm. Me and my best friend, named solitude. The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts. The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue story. A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky. A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom. |
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5. | Today, the Sea (Anja’s Song) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All i ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore and I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand. How few! yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, while I weep, while I weep! My dear! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? My dear! can I not save one from the pitiless waves? But the only one i really need to save, while struggling with the ruthless waves, from drowning in these endless shores is this one important grain of yours. |
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6. | Deleting Those Three Words | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Passing lights and passing lives. I am everything but secure. With the feet of a traveler, I won’t stay long here anyway. A giant black snail shell with oppressive weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders far too long. A new age to come. I feel the pale sun caressing my dark eyes. But still the icy haze embraces me. Sepulchral cold, along these serpentine roads. I wished there was something I could call home. Swallowing illusions as big as airplanes. In the endless search for comfort, there is nothing but conformity. What if the only way to become finally free is to abandon our own existence? Will I have lived if I die tonight? Is the only real friend sitting at my side called "uncertainty", wishing me farewell? Should I delete those three words and will I still be safe tonight? |
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7. | Eternal Youth | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
It’s so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain. It’s so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost. How many senseless years will I waste once again? How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain? Everyone is just sick for something called "fun", which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives. Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price? I’ve had my moments - but I would have liked for my life to have been nothing but moments, one after another. But I will never loiter in late winter again, when blooming spring is blossomy in the air. Forgive me, sweet innocence. |
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8. | Seven Dead Horses | 05:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Silence Is Everything | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
Your beauty is as sweeping as the universe. But I found out that you’re adamant. When all I wanted was to carve my thoughts into you, I recognized that this was just a hopeless dream. When I tried to engrave these humble feelings into your thick stone wall shaped body, I realized that my wretched attempt was worth nothing. Finally I had to learn that silence is everything. |
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10. | Forest Pt. I (The Veil) | 02:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
11. | Forest Pt. II (The Grove) | 02:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
12. | This Story of Permanence | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks. I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust. In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh. I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter. Did you ever notice what you did to me? I now watch the sky in love with its stars that’ll be with me forever. I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear. I’m now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood, telling me this story of permanence. |
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13. | The Elk | 05:34 | instrumental |
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58:15 |
The Elk
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals (backing) |
Max | Guitars |
Nils Groth | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Eklatanz | Vocals (track 2) |
Torsten | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anja Antigone | Lyrics (track 5) |
Tracks | |||
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Disc 1 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Monument | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Those dim swamps I crossed, in desperate search for some hope. But the only ray I found was of those bright ghost lights. Just give me substance, something permanent, a place to be myself, a place just like your monument. |
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2. | Just Another Way of Expressing Defeat | 07:30 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | The King Is Dead | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
I need to get out of this house, this whole city is haunting me. I can not breath within walls like these, making me the weakling I am. What I remember is rain, always rain; always grey clouds in the morning sky. And this old shitty record player, repeating the only record we had. You can’t imagine how loud we had to turn it, to drown out the fathers yelling; not to hear the mothers weeping; to be save from the noise. A home, which was never our home. A king, who yelled and hurt and drank. A queen, who loved and wept and fell. Children, who cried and dreamed and sank. Your blood circling in my black veins. I am your flesh, you are my chain. I am the fruit of your sear tree. Just left to rot, never set free. |
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Side B | |||
4. | My Transparent Heart | 06:41 | Show lyrics |
I’m not, what I believed to be. My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories. My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath. Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies. All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now. Thieves that stole my youth...won’t hurt me again. Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries. Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds. Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears; withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk. For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart, I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me. The pattering of the rain, is the soundtrack of my life. I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless. When I cried there was someone who cried with me. When I lost, there was someone who lost with me. We were comrades in misfortune. Hurt companions for a lifetime. Late at night we’re driving through this town. Together ... but both alone. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine. We drove right through the middle of the storm. Me and my best friend, named solitude. The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts. The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue story. A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky. A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom. |
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5. | Today, the Sea (Anja’s Song) | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All i ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore and I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand. How few! yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, while I weep, while I weep! My dear! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? My dear! can I not save one from the pitiless waves? But the only one i really need to save, while struggling with the ruthless waves, from drowning in these endless shores is this one important grain of yours. |
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6. | Deleting Those Three Words | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Passing lights and passing lives. I am everything but secure. With the feet of a traveler, I won’t stay long here anyway. A giant black snail shell with oppressive weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders far too long. A new age to come. I feel the pale sun caressing my dark eyes. But still the icy haze embraces me. Sepulchral cold, along these serpentine roads. I wished there was something I could call home. Swallowing illusions as big as airplanes. In the endless search for comfort, there is nothing but conformity. What if the only way to become finally free is to abandon our own existence? Will I have lived if I die tonight? Is the only real friend sitting at my side called "uncertainty", wishing me farewell? Should I delete those three words and will I still be safe tonight? |
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30:45 | |||
Disc 2 | |||
Side A | |||
1. | Eternal Youth | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
It’s so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain. It’s so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost. How many senseless years will I waste once again? How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain? Everyone is just sick for something called "fun", which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives. Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price? I’ve had my moments - but I would have liked for my life to have been nothing but moments, one after another. But I will never loiter in late winter again, when blooming spring is blossomy in the air. Forgive me, sweet innocence. |
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2. | Seven Dead Horses | 05:29 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | Silence Is Everything | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
Your beauty is as sweeping as the universe. But I found out that you’re adamant. When all I wanted was to carve my thoughts into you, I recognized that this was just a hopeless dream. When I tried to engrave these humble feelings into your thick stone wall shaped body, I realized that my wretched attempt was worth nothing. Finally I had to learn that silence is everything. |
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Side B | |||
4. | Forest Pt. I (The Veil) | 02:14 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | Forest Pt. II (The Grove) | 02:51 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | This Story of Permanence | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks. I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust. In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh. I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter. Did you ever notice what you did to me? I now watch the sky in love with its stars that’ll be with me forever. I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear. I’m now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood, telling me this story of permanence. |
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7. | The Elk | 05:34 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
27:30 |
The Elk
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars, Lyrics, Vocals (backing) |
Max | Guitars |
Nils Groth | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Eklatanz | Vocals (track 2) |
Torsten | Vocals (track 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Anja Antigone | Lyrics (track 5) |
Tracks | |||
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Component 1 | |||
1. | - | 03:44 | Show lyrics |
Those dim swamps I crossed, in desperate search for some hope. But the only ray I found was of those bright ghost lights. Just give me substance, something permanent, a place to be myself, a place just like your monument. |
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2. | - | 07:30 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | - | 03:14 | Show lyrics |
I need to get out of this house, this whole city is haunting me. I can not breath within walls like these, making me the weakling I am. What I remember is rain, always rain; always grey clouds in the morning sky. And this old shitty record player, repeating the only record we had. You can’t imagine how loud we had to turn it, to drown out the fathers yelling; not to hear the mothers weeping; to be save from the noise. A home, which was never our home. A king, who yelled and hurt and drank. A queen, who loved and wept and fell. Children, who cried and dreamed and sank. Your blood circling in my black veins. I am your flesh, you are my chain. I am the fruit of your sear tree. Just left to rot, never set free. |
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4. | - | 06:41 | Show lyrics |
I’m not, what I believed to be. My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories. My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumn’s breath. Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies. All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now. Thieves that stole my youth...won’t hurt me again. Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries. Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds. Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears; withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk. For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart, I won’t let you ruin the most precious part of me. The pattering of the rain, is the soundtrack of my life. I am a lone wolf, survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless. When I cried there was someone who cried with me. When I lost, there was someone who lost with me. We were comrades in misfortune. Hurt companions for a lifetime. Late at night we’re driving through this town. Together ... but both alone. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and i could feel her cold fingers around mine. We drove right through the middle of the storm. Me and my best friend, named solitude. The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts. The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue story. A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky. A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom. |
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5. | - | 03:50 | Show lyrics |
You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; yet if hope has flown away in a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore the less gone? All i ever had just fades away, the only memory left, is of our special day. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore and I hold within my hand grains of the golden sand. How few! yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, while I weep, while I weep! My dear! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? My dear! can I not save one from the pitiless waves? But the only one i really need to save, while struggling with the ruthless waves, from drowning in these endless shores is this one important grain of yours. |
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6. | - | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Passing lights and passing lives. I am everything but secure. With the feet of a traveler, I won’t stay long here anyway. A giant black snail shell with oppressive weight I’ve been carrying on my shoulders far too long. A new age to come. I feel the pale sun caressing my dark eyes. But still the icy haze embraces me. Sepulchral cold, along these serpentine roads. I wished there was something I could call home. Swallowing illusions as big as airplanes. In the endless search for comfort, there is nothing but conformity. What if the only way to become finally free is to abandon our own existence? Will I have lived if I die tonight? Is the only real friend sitting at my side called "uncertainty", wishing me farewell? Should I delete those three words and will I still be safe tonight? |
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30:45 | |||
Component 2 | |||
1. | - | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
It’s so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain. It’s so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost. How many senseless years will I waste once again? How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain? Everyone is just sick for something called "fun", which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives. Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price? I’ve had my moments - but I would have liked for my life to have been nothing but moments, one after another. But I will never loiter in late winter again, when blooming spring is blossomy in the air. Forgive me, sweet innocence. |
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2. | - | 05:29 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
3. | - | 03:11 | Show lyrics |
Your beauty is as sweeping as the universe. But I found out that you’re adamant. When all I wanted was to carve my thoughts into you, I recognized that this was just a hopeless dream. When I tried to engrave these humble feelings into your thick stone wall shaped body, I realized that my wretched attempt was worth nothing. Finally I had to learn that silence is everything. |
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4. | - | 02:14 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
5. | - | 02:51 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
6. | - | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
For a hundred years I laid my head on ship wrecks. I promise every breath I made was filled with embers, filled with bone dust. In the radiant reflection of my eyes water lilies turned into dead flesh. I had no future, for only today would ever give me shelter. Did you ever notice what you did to me? I now watch the sky in love with its stars that’ll be with me forever. I now embrace my tomorrow, for there is nothing left to fear. I’m now laying my head on your heart made out of cedar wood, telling me this story of permanence. |
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7. | - | 05:34 | |
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27:30 |
King Apathy
Members | |
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Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
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4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
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5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
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7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
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8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
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9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
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4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
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5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
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7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
|||
8. | Smokestacks and Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
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9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
|||
4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
|||
5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
|||
7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
|||
8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
|||
9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
|||
10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
Side A | |||
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
|||
2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
|||
3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
|||
4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
|||
5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
|||
7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
|||
8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
|||
9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
|||
10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
|||
45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
---|---|
Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
---|---|---|---|
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
|||
2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
|||
3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
|||
4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
|||
5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
|||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
|||
7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
|||
8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
|||
9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
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4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
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5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
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7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
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8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
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9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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45:32 |
King Apathy
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Matthias | Bass, Guitars |
Max | Guitars |
Nils | Vocals |
Florian | Guitars |
Emanuel | Drums |
Guest/Session | |
Simon Barr | Vocals (Track 5) |
Anna | Vocals (Track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Travis Favretto | Cover art |
Oliver Carell | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Desperation | 03:46 | Show lyrics |
"The desperation´s gone" but I´m frantically trying to live up to my ideals A wrench in the gears, a stone through the windows Black masks and burning police cars Streetfight romantic and so called solidarity There must be something more. Sitting in a lonely room filled with stupid laughter The joke isn´t funny anymore It isn´t funny anymore Who defines how we have to be? Who defines us? One´s truth must be the only one Seperation at any means but It´s all about identity If this is your way to go I step aside... |
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2. | King Apathy | 04:32 | Show lyrics |
We crowned apathy king. The ruler of a dying world, in which Ignorance is luscious Not knowing blessing. This is your culture? Where’s your compassion? If this is your future I want to see it crashing! Abysmal consumption Windowless factories. Creatures - just products. Daily Horror Show. Exploitation On every level. I am a hypocrite. You are a murderer. The time has come to dismantle the throne room. Shatter the golden crown. Dethrone king Apathy. |
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3. | Ghosts | 05:44 | Show lyrics |
This won’t ever be a call to arms Although I want to burn this city down Erase this pressure from our hearts And find an anchor in this fast paced world But no place can keep me confident When these people or so called friends make me despise myself Has it ever been something more than scratching the surface? Will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will it ever be something more than scratching the surface? When will we finally realize that there is no need to be afraid of what is beneath the ocean’s surface ’You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore" If things were better in the past why did we let them slip away? I should let go of my ghosts and try to focus on our new utopia! |
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4. | Urban Giants | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants. Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives. Cars roll by and I look aside. Piece by piece I slowly lose What I wanted to be mine forever. Reflecting myself I recognize the contradiction Between my dreams and this reality. These dogmas will be the death of all worth living. I can`t stand the way this world progresses. The only way to live is to die today. The only way to freedom is to erase all hope. |
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5. | The Blood on Our Hands | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I am a wanderer. Blind amidst the twisted trails of night. In search for light you are doomed to die in darkness. Golden are only the reflections of the sinking sun In the windows of their postmodern concrete caskets. Gigantic monsters cough blackest death. Self created downfall – a cynical cycle. Utilitarian sickness within us all. The pillars of our society: Bow down to the new gods Wires wrapped around our necks Send your prayers to the heavens wait for their response and despair . Mental regression - social suicide Toxic depression - global ecocide We breath with cancer in our lungs. We’ll die with plastic in our mouths. |
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Side B | |||
6. | Drifter | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
I am a drifter with no place to feel like home. Robot like life – daily senselessness. Not sure how much longer I can stay bearing your lies, pretending I’m okay. Did you ever listen to what I had to say? Your arrogant smile might come back at you one day. Fear is the consent reigning our lives. “Serotonin’s gone”- common loneliness. No future! Worthless, decreasing self-esteem. A sickening age! We are meant to exploit ourselves! A collective feeling - I never understood. Pointless conversations – I am fine. Dead inside and full of life! Dead inside but full of life! |
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7. | What We Believe In | 03:35 | Show lyrics |
A look behind my back And everything I believe in Is crushed to little pieces. Egoism and greed rule Your stupid lifes. My friend. Feed your children your flags and live your shallow lifes without me. |
|||
8. | Smokestacks & Concrete Walls | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
We’ve grown up among smokestacks and concrete walls. Ashes in our lungs. Fire in our hearts. Bereft of all warmth. Again I am walking Through your city, haunted By the aching in my stomach. We follow the paths of our careers To drop dead consumed by our fears. When I would try to drag down what dragges me down I would need to dash this whole moloch to the ground. I know how it feels, to be the lowest of the low. That’s over now. I am not a griever, but no coward either. I throw myself on the hard floor of reality. Back on my feet I drag myself through your shitty Hollywood-lifes. Maybe I’m still a slave to my fears. But maybe you’re just the fuck up, I am. Maybe it will all come down, but we won´t drown in vain. We will tear your world apart. Forever against the grain. |
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9. | Vanishing Youth | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
"After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains?" - Walt Whitman The dust raised by vanishing youth still tastes bitter in your dry mouth. The strong clutching hands of uncertainty still hold you back. Every word turns you into a liar. Every path leads you into the mire. You ask me what to do in this cold heart life. Listen to the wind: everything you need is in yourself. “Read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your Life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any Book” or song, Dismiss whatever insults your true self. "To be nobody but yourself In a world which is doing its best day and night To make you like everybody else Means to fight the hardest battle Which any human being can fight And never stop fighting." - E.E. Cummings |
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10. | Homerunner | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
"If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness." - Henry D. Thoreau Nowhere at home. Always on the run. I set fire to every house in every town. All the places that offered me warmth burnt down. No safety for me. A shelter I have none. I am always running. Never looking back. I just smell fire no matter how hard i try to breathe fresh air. Maybe I will find the strength one day, to leave my past behind. To break free. To run towards the sun. But maybe I won’t have to walk so many miles. Maybe I just need to stop running away and open my eyes. One day I will be welcomed home - by nothing but ruins. Just withered shades, burnt down long ago. No smoke will be polluting the air. But frail green seeds will come up among the ashes everywhere. |
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