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Imber Luminis
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Current | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals (2006-present) |
Member(bands): Acathexis, COAG, Cult of Erinyes, Déhà, God Eat God, God Enslavement, Maladie, Merda Mundi, Schmerz, Silver Knife, Slow, Sorta Magora, The Penitent, We All Die (Laughing), Wolvennest, Yhdarl, Ignifer, Black Sin, Deviant Messiah, Sources of I, Ter Ziele, Vaer, Aardling, Aurora Borealis, Detrvire, Lidden, Nadddir, Clouds, DunkelNacht, Ithilien, K.F.R, Lebenssucht, Deos, Wunde, Alenda, Anal Cuntrona, AutoDestructionNeeded, Eat Their Crusts, GigaPenzor, Jah El Camino, Khel, NØD | |
Current (Live) | |
Algol | Bass (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Cult of Erinyes (live), Psalm | |
Ahephaim | Drums (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Humanitas Error Est, Lebenssucht, Throne ov Shiva, Absolutus (live), Cult of Erinyes (live), Lost God, Exuviated, No-Lokost, Rogash, Vaer, Coalition, Enthroned, Grabak, Necroblaspheme, Neverland in Ashes, Leng Tch’e (live), Cedra, Gate to Another Side, Hynnner Vs Hant1S3, I-Prevail, Locknut, Shaft of Light, Twilight of Darkness | |
B.W.G. | Guitars (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Absolutus (live), Je | |
Tanguy Roelens | Guitars (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Resistance, Age of Torment (live) |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Fletus | Demo | 2010 | Show album |
2 | Life as Burden | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
3 | A Cold Distance | Compilation | 2011 | Show album |
4 | Same Old Sufferings | Single | 2011 | Show album |
5 | Winter Fallings | EP | 2012 | Show album |
6 | Deceptions | EP | 2012 | Show album |
7 | Same Old Sufferings (orchestral version) | Single | 2013 | Show album |
8 | Tribute I | Single | 2013 | Show album |
9 | Отричане | Single | 2014 | Show album |
10 | Imber Aeternus | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
11 | Winter Fallings and Dying Summers | Compilation | 2015 | Show album |
12 | Veiled | EP | 2015 | Show album |
13 | Nausea | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
14 | Variations | EP | 2018 | Show album |
15 | Joie d’antan | Single | 2018 | Show album |
16 | Contrasts | Full-length | 2018 | Show album |
17 | As the Sun in Your Eyes | Collaboration | 2018 | Show album |
18 | Same Old Silences | Full-length | 2019 | Show album |
Fletus
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 20th, 2010 | Independent | CD | CD-R | |
2011 | Schattenkult Produktionen | SKP011 | Cassette | Limited edition |
November 5th, 2011 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
November 6th, 2020 | Naturmacht Productions | Digital | Bandcamp, Remastered |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Fletus | 39:18 | instrumental |
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39:18 |
Life as Burden
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 2011 | Le Crépuscule du Soir Productions | LCDS042 | CD | Limited edition, Digisleeve |
June 2011 | Le Crépuscule du Soir Productions | LCDS062/8 | CD | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Perfect Death | 14:31 | |
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2. | I Am Not | 13:11 | Show lyrics |
Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search, leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search Leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone I used to be Real one Rise up Alone Lost I am not...anymore I am not...anymore In the sky And in light |
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3. | Sick of It All (Finger Eleven cover) | 10:09 | Show lyrics |
Are the sins getting staler? Does every moment move pass you? Or does it feel like forever? And shouldn’t you be laughting too? Take a look how they found you Take a look what they done to you now What was it they wanted? Sullen and haunted? If only you saw it, coming How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all If you could consume her Would you say you were finding your way out? Is anything coming clearer? Smashing your mirror But still you can see, you’re guilty How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all Coming closer my composture Turning inside out in her Calling home, all alone You can call, I wouldn’t answer Any question in my head remains until you feel the same Never telling how I felt it’s all I ever care about How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Someone somewhere should know If you wanna come back around But just how deep would you go? To see through it all To see through it all To see through it all |
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4. | Life as Burden | 14:29 | |
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5. | Suicidal Crisis (Grimlair cover) | 11:24 | |
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01:03:44 |
A Cold Distance
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Dancing with Stars | 10:53 | instrumental |
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2. | Same Old Sufferings | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive, never felt so good today, I feel that I can replay Alive, my head is about to break Fuck the facts, I’m alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rushours everytime I can’t find my highway I just wanna fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high |
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3. | Silence | 18:33 | instrumental |
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37:17 |
Same Old Sufferings
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Larvalis Lethæus | Vocals (tracks 3, 4) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Same Old Sufferings | 07:51 | Show lyrics |
Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive, never felt so good today, I feel that I can replay Alive, my head is about to break Fuck the facts, I’m alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rushours everytime I can’t find my highway I just wanna fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high" |
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2. | Same Old Sufferings | 07:51 | instrumental |
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3. | Same Old Sufferings (Part II) | 06:25 | Show lyrics |
So, I couldn’t find the highway Buildings around, places I can’t stay Faces again, see me here Faith that can only feel fear A cute golden ecstasy in my arms A silent melody through my palms A smooth chainsaw in my head A book that can’t be read Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I’m alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I’m alive I don’t have faith anymore I don’t have a needle anymore I can’t fly so high anymore I can’t even feel me, sore Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I’m alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll... Die today Die today |
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4. | Same Old Sufferings (Part II) (remix) | 06:25 | |
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28:32 |
Winter Fallings
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Benjamin S | Vocals (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Valli D. | Artwork |
Eruanon | Vocals recording (track 1) |
A. Daemon | Vocals recording (track 2) |
Déhà | Recording, Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying | 10:41 | |
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2. | I Am Not (re-recording) | 13:13 | Show lyrics |
Leave all the good things back and, now, know who I really am. See in my eyes all the pain and hatred. Believe in what I am, and not in what I was. I sadly removed all my inner scars And all the real ones are visible and real. I’m not the one who used to find. I’m not the one who used to love. It’s funny to say but I’m a fool, a completely wicked being, wrongly man. You will know pain and hatred with me. So run away, far from my fucking self. It’s time to search for something better for you. Leave your memories behind, mine are erased. I choose to be what I am And I choose to be doomed and alone Leave your memories behind, mine are erased. I choose to be what I am And I choose to be doomed and alone I used to be real and... I fall in a suite of "rise and fall". If only I’d lost you. I am not... anymore I am not... anymore Let me die. Let me die. Get the fuck away. This life coming up, and I can’t take no more. My feet off the ground. And I will pray. Way. Let me die. Fuck you. And let me die. My memories are erased. I am not. My memories are erased. I am not. |
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23:54 |
Deceptions
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Deceptions | 25:35 | |
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25:35 |
Same Old Sufferings (orchestral version)
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Mixing, Mastering |
Daniel N | Logo |
Helen on Morphine | Picture |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Same Old Sufferings (orchestral version) | 07:13 | Show lyrics |
Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive, never felt so good today, I feel that I can replay Alive, my head is about to break Fuck the facts, I’m alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rushours everytime I can’t find my highway I just wanna fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high" |
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07:13 |
Tribute I
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Daniel N | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Coma White (Marilyn Manson cover) / In the End (Linkin Park cover) / Enjoy the Silence (Depeche Mode cover) / In the Shadow of the Valley of Death (Marilyn Manson cover) | 15:46 | |
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15:46 |
Отричане
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Grigor Mishov | Vocals (backing) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Отричане (feat. Grigor Mishov) | 10:25 | |
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10:25 |
Imber Aeternus
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 12th, 2014 | Self Mutilation Services | SMS 086 | CD | |
May 12th, 2014 | Self Mutilation Services | SMS 086 | 2CD | Limited edition |
January 15th, 2015 | Self Mutilation Services | SMS 086 | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Imber | 26:07 | |
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2. | Aeternus | 26:18 | |
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52:25 |
Winter Fallings and Dying Summers
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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August 30th, 2015 | Naturmacht Productions | NP060 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
August 30th, 2015 | Naturmacht Productions | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Grigor Mishov | Vocals (backing) (track 4) |
Benjamin S | Vocals (tracks 1, 5, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
PM | Logo |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
Eruanon | Recording (vocals) (track 1) |
A. Daemon | Recording (vocals) (track 2) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying | 10:40 | |
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2. | I Am Not (re-recording) | 13:13 | Show lyrics |
Leave all the good things back and, now, know who I really am. See in my eyes all the pain and hatred. Believe in what I am, and not in what I was. I sadly removed all my inner scars And all the real ones are visible and real. I’m not the one who used to find. I’m not the one who used to love. It’s funny to say but I’m a fool, a completely wicked being, wrongly man. You will know pain and hatred with me. So run away, far from my fucking self. It’s time to search for something better for you. Leave your memories behind, mine are erased. I choose to be what I am And I choose to be doomed and alone I used to be real and... I fall in a suite of "rise and fall". If only I’d lost you. I am not... anymore I am not... anymore Let me die. Let me die. Get the fuck away. This life coming up, and I can’t take no more. My feet off the ground. And I will pray. Way. Let me die. Fuck you. And let me die. My memories are erased. I am not. My memories are erased. I am not. |
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3. | Journey Across the Stars (Midnight Odyssey cover) | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
When the heavens are falling, he’ll come And bring with him destruction He’s travelled many moons and many stars He is the bearer of bad news "Oh mortal ones, you have reaped what you’ve sown. Take these wounds as your last chance before I return" And faster than a candle burns, he goes On his journey back across the stars He leaves an anxious world behind For those still alive will remember his words "Oh mortal ones, you have reaped what you’ve sown. Take these wounds as your last chance before I return" |
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4. | Отричане (feat. Grigor Mishov) | 10:25 | |
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5. | I Can See the Birds Dying | 17:46 | |
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6. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying (piano version) | 06:26 | |
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7. | Same Old Sufferings (orchestral version) | 07:15 | Show lyrics |
Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive, never felt so good today, I feel that I can replay Alive, my head is about to break Fuck the facts, I’m alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rushours everytime I can’t find my highway I just wanna fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high" |
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Veiled
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Daniel Neagoe | Vocals (additional) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Layout |
JClarke | Pictures |
PM | Logo |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Veiled - Part I | 10:43 | |
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2. | Veiled - Part II | 06:06 | |
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16:49 |
Nausea
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 26th, 2017 | Naturmacht Productions | NP078 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
March 26th, 2017 | Naturmacht Productions | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ohrwurm | Cover art |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics (tracks 8-10) |
Paulus Magnus | Logo |
Popescu Oana Beatrice | Drawings |
Benjamin Kosanke | Lyrics (track 1) |
Pim van Dijk | Lyrics (track 2) |
Daniel Neagoe | Lyrics (track 3) |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Lyrics (track 4) |
Radu Ciucă | Lyrics (track 5) |
Mordecai O. Ogayo | Lyrics (track 6) |
Nico Dietrich | Lyrics (track 7) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Starting with the End | 05:11 | Show lyrics |
Something must have changed, my hands tremble from malady Insipid voices nescient of their own futility My chest heaves from the burden, their lack of reality Do they see beyond their own convenience (that) the world is empty? Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end Sojourning onward memories of places I have been My heart never leapt left in a nauseous state I now descend Events transpired experiences happened Did I have no will to conquer those days did I pretend Depressive and alone existing among those distracted One working tirelessly with his hands over his mouth cupped Two talking excitedly, about friends and past hearts engaged Another reading silently, by the window shaking his legs Some of these days Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end |
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2. | The "I" Has Faded | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
I can’t recall a single blissful moment this life has ever brought me It’s nauseating me in every fucking way This stench of existence, any moment of solace, of apathy, or numbness that I find Is immediately raped by storms of abhorrence, by tumultuous disgust Every uttered word, every laugh or sigh, every grieve, every cry Every dream or hope; every sign of life sickens me, fucking sickens me |
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3. | Introspection | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Enamoured with trascendence of hypocritic oaths or solvence Determined in iniquity or liberty to create or to destroy in splendour Alas with beginnings, a certainty of cesation is needed Abrupt and frivolous of mere contingency, detached of existence In chaotic reversed chaosphere, affliction in benevolence Or pure nihilism or perhaps misanthropy as the obscuring avalanche Of ’mented thoughts, at the gate of the mind, conjured by the mind Seemingless authority or lack of comprehesion in need Or timeless values or pure birth, and death |
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4. | Mensch - Stern - Asche | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Monotonen klopfen dringt in den schlaf Der rest leben kehrt zurück Beginnt sick den körper gefügig zu machen. Der blick streift sinnsuchend umher, doch Bett, fenster und wand - Haben keine bedeutung mehr. Beine laufen autark den flur hinunter Raus Gedanken - Diese balken stützend - Ruinös Schwindend im sog... welcher wahrnehmung? Ein baum verspricht der sonne nicht zu zögern Entkleidet - Nackt - Brach Legt nich nieder. Der schwarm vögel seiner krone unter kaltem laub. Ich atme mit den händen - Mein zittern im wind Alle wege kreuzen sich in mir. Wer bin ich? Getragen vom handeln. Der mund spricht wort rückwärts Füllt die lungen mit gegenwehr. Was bin ich? mensch, stern, asche? |
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5. | We Are Not Free | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
We are not free, our ideas make sure of that. Bright lights aid the demise. Heavy and painful like shame. We are not free. Unbearable prisons of our minds. Nauseating. Incapable of self assurance. Weary and sullen the soul rots. We are not free. Like a poisonous apple inside the throat. Destined to destroy that which it should nurture. Monotonous misery and suffering. We are not free. Tricks played on the mind to forget this, only to crush any remaining sanity. Searching for meaning where there is has been long lost. We are not free. Intolerable thoughts in a frozen mind. Cannot escape them. False accounts of existentialism drive darkness forward. We are not free. Self contempt is projected by pitiless judgement. Pale insinuation isn’t reasonable. Admitting belief is just a self deception. We are not free. The lamentable eyes are poor mirror to the soul, Gettin caught in is abhorent and odius for the mind. |
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6. | The Withering and the Wake | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
I stood atop the precipice of sleep with my hands soaked deep In yearning for the restless moon, awaiting the angeless clouds To prune these afflictions Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly deconstructs before my eyes The guise unveiled, it crumbles into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly Why does it cripple me, this terror? The guise unveiled, it crumbles Into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony |
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7. | Meaninglessness | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I run, I hunt through my being, searching (for) my place in this world The stars formed dust into life - Not fate, not fortune, not God, I am, because in the second of my birth, no other called for life So I tear, as long as the nausea spares my existence in the dust of stars I want to dream as long as I can, never want to wake up Finally, with the kiss of reality, I ask for my being again and again And no dream of this world will bear this answer for me So I dream as long as the doubt spares my life And I dance, yes I dance at the catwalk of unimportance, wasting my life Searching for faith and hope - It does not change anything My truth is meaninglessness, the truth of mankind I call nausea - And vice versa But I never try to destroy myself: I am too small for that So reality vomits into my heart every day In every breath moans the question about the meaning And I am looking for you to end this farce forever But you’ll never find me, cause I’m too small Und so erbricht sich die wirklichkeit jeden tag in meine brust In jedem atemzug stöhnen fragen nach dem sinn Ich suche dich... um diese farce für alle zeit zu beenden Doch du wirst mich niemals finden, ich bin zu klein Searching for faith and hope It does not change anything |
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8. | Migraine | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
La perte de foi, le manque de moi L’ensemble des pensées ternes Qui s’éternisen et s’embrasent Danse avec le feu le plus scintillant Et ma tète va exploser, le battement de mes tempes m’achève Dans ces méandres trop remplies, je bave, je meurs, je sèche ma sève Avec l’envie de crever, et la haine par-dessus tout Vivre avec son contraire de donner, de me dénuder de tout "J’étais là, immobile et glacé, plongé dans une extase horrible. Mais, au sein mème de cette extase quelque chose de neuf venait d’apparaître; je comprenais la nausée, je la possédais." Et mon corps va imploser, cette nausée omniprésente me rend fou Trop de questions, pas de réponses, juste des sentiments trop flous Et c’ents dans mes dernières phrases, peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte, et cela m’a crevé le coeur. Et c’est dans mes dernières phrases Peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte Et cela m’a crevé le coeur |
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9. | Nothing Matters | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The cold wind blows in this quite slow night I can’t remember the hours we spent off the light Our breath drawn a thick smoke, staring in empty eyes I could even hear the sickness you’ve hidden, all the cries (I heard you) Despite your silence and grief (I heard you) Despite your stupid beliefs (I heard you) Come with me again and let’s die tonight (I heard you) There is nothing for us in this light Searching for faith and hope, you know it doesn’t change anything. You’re crawling in a cave in your mind, digging hard until your fingers are bleeding, and you keep on, and either it’s endless, either it stops, but in both ways there is no way back up there, and the light above scares you, you forgot it, it blinds you, hurts you, and you keep digging, no matter the pain, because nothing matters, only this darkness, only this envy to lose control and see how much you can take in, staying miserable, hurt, down to a pathetic shell, but you feel alive. Never felt so good today. (Have you ever felt so alive) No one would hear your pain (Have you ever walked your crossroads) Cause you are dead inside (Have you ever felt so alive) I can’t bring you back to life (Have you ever wanted to die) And I know I will carry the blame No one would even hear your voice, no matter how harsh you scream The voices inside my head are withdrawing me, I scream in silence I wanted to take you with me, destroy you and heal you and make you again But I cannot hear the words you speak, I can only see the pain |
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10. | I Resign | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Nothing matters, we all know it. Whatever crisis of existentialism we have is a fraud. It’s all about how and when we would leave this world, and we’re stupid enough to believe we’d leave a trace. So nothing really matters, considering suicide is just a step forward to the inevitable end expecting us. And I have nothing left to feel joy for. Everything has just been empty since the beginning. And whatever happens, we stand proud, for what we are Nevertheless, we fight, for an unfair moment of life I can’t stand that my words are empty, whatever I scream I resign, don’t want to be Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay And there is this constant nausea, all around me And I understand it, I possess it And it destroyed my heart |
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50:29 |
Variations
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ohrwurm | Artwork, Layout |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Variations on ’Dancing with Stars’ | 08:12 | |
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2. | Variations on ’Life as Burden’ | 09:08 | |
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3. | Interlude | 05:34 | |
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4. | Variations on ’Imber’ | 11:53 | |
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5. | Variations on ’Aeternus’ | 10:40 | |
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45:27 |
Joie d’antan
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
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1. | Joie d’antan (Kaldt cover) | 17:37 | |
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Contrasts
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July 28th, 2018 | Naturmacht Productions | NP095 | CD | Digipak |
July 28th, 2018 | Naturmacht Productions | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
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Amduscias | Guitars (solo) (track 1) |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing |
Apocaleon | Layout, Design |
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1. | Le Voyage - Part I | 22:00 | Show lyrics |
Pour l’enfant, amoureux de cartes et d’estampes, L’univers est égal à son vaste appétit. Ah! que le monde est grand à la clarté des lampes! Aux yeux du souvenir que le monde est petit! Un matin nous partons, le cerveau plein de flamme, Le cœur gros de rancune et de désirs amers, Et nous allons, suivant le rythme de la lame, Berçant notre infini sur le fini des mers: Les uns, joyeux de fuir une patrie infâme; D’autres, l’horreur de leurs berceaux, et quelques-uns, Astrologues noyés dans les yeux d’une femme, La Circé tyrannique aux dangereux parfums. Pour n’être pas changés en bêtes, ils s’enivrent D’espace et de lumière et de cieux embrasés; La glace qui les mord, les soleils qui les cuivrent, Effacent lentement la marque des baisers. Mais les vrais voyageurs sont ceux-là seuls qui partent Pour partir; cœurs légers, semblables aux ballons, De leur fatalité jamais ils ne s’écartent, Et, sans savoir pourquoi, disent toujours: Allons! Ceux-là dont les désirs ont la forme des nues, Et qui rêvent, ainsi qu’un conscrit le canon, De vastes voluptés, changeantes, inconnues, Et dont l’esprit humain n’a jamais su le nom! Nous imitons, horreur! la toupie et la boule Dans leur valse et leurs bonds; même dans nos sommeils La Curiosité nous tourmente et nous roule Comme un Ange cruel qui fouette des soleils. Singulière fortune où le but se déplace, Et, n’étant nulle part, peut être n’importe où! Où l’Homme, dont jamais l’espérance n’est lasse, Pour trouver le repos court toujours comme un fou! Notre âme est un trois-mâts cherchant son Icarie; Une voix retentit sur le pont: "Ouvre l’œil!" Une voix de la hune, ardente et folle, crie: "Amour... gloire... bonheur!" Enfer! c’est un écueil!" (Chaque îlot signalé par l’homme de vigie Est un Eldorado promis par le Destin; L’Imagination qui dresse son orgie Ne trouve qu’un récifaux clartés du matin.) Ô le pauvre amoureux des pays chimériques! Faut-il le mettre aux fers, le jeter à la mer, Ce matelot ivrogne, inventeur d’Amériques Dont le mirage rend le gouffre plus amer? Tel le vieux vagabond, piétinant dans la boue, Rêve, le nez en l’air, de brillants paradis; Son œil ensorcelé découvre une Capoue Partout où la chandelle illumine un taudis. (Etonnants voyageurs! quelles nobles histoires Nous lisons dans vos yeux profonds comme les mers! Montrez-nous les écrins de vos riches mémoires, Ces bijoux merveilleux, faits d’astres et d’éthers. Nous voulons voyager sans vapeur et sans voile! Faites, pour égayer l’ennui de nos prisons, Passer sur nos esprits, tendus comme une toile, Vos souvenirs avec leurs cadres d’horizons. |
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2. | Le Voyage - Part II | 18:43 | Show lyrics |
Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. La gloire du soleil sur la mer violette, La gloire des cités dans le soleil couchant, Allumaient dans nos cœurs une ardeur inquiète De plonger dans un ciel au reflet alléchant. Les plus riches cités, les plus grands paysages, Jamais ne contenaient l’attrait mystérieux De ceux que le hasard fait avec les nuages. Et toujours le désir nous rendait soucieux! La jouissance ajoute au désir de la force. Désir, vieil arbre à qui le plaisir sert d’engrais, Cependant que grossit et durcit ton écorce, Tes branches veulent voir le soleil de plus près! Grandiras-tu toujours, grand arbre plus vivace Que le cyprès? - Pourtant nous avons, avec soin, Cueilli quelques croquis pour votre album vorace Frères qui trouvez beau tout ce qui vient de loin! Nous avons salué des idoles à trompe; Des trônes constellés de joyaux lumineux; Des palais ouvragés dont la féerique pompe Serait pour vos banquiers un rêve ruineux; Des costumes qui sont pour les yeux une ivresse; Des femmes dont les dents et les ongles sont teints, Et des jongleurs savants que le serpent caresse." Et puis, et puis encore? |
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3. | Le Voyage - Part III | 20:02 | Show lyrics |
"Ô cerveaux enfantins! Pour ne pas oublier la chose capitale, Nous avons vu partout, et sans l’avoir cherché, Du haut jusques en bas de l’échelle fatale, Le spectacle ennuyeux de l’immortel péché: La femme, esclave vile, orgueilleuse et stupide, Sans rire s’adorant et s’aimant sans dégoût; L’homme, tyran goulu, paillard, dur et cupide, Esclave de l’esclave et ruisseau dans l’égout; Le bourreau qui jouit, le martyr qui sanglote; La fête qu’assaisonne et parfume le sang; Le poison du pouvoir énervant le despote, Et le peuple amoureux du fouet abrutissant; Plusieurs religions semblables à la nôtre, Toutes escaladant le ciel; la Sainteté, Comme en un lit de plume un délicat se vautre, Dans les clous et le crin cherchant la volupté; L’Humanité bavarde, ivre de son génie, Et, folle maintenant comme elle était jadis, (Criant à Dieu, dans sa furibonde agonie: "Ô mon semblable, mon maître, je te maudis!") Et le moins sots, hardis amants de la Démence, Fuyant le grand troupeau parqué par le Destin, Et se réfugiant dans l’opium immense! Tel est du globe entier l’éternel bulletin." Amer savoir, celui qu’on tire du voyage! Le monde, monotone et petit, aujourd’hui, Hier, demain, toujours, nous fait voir notre image: Une oasis d’horreur dans un désert d’ennui! Faut-il partir? rester? Si tu peux rester, reste; Pars, s’il le faut, L’un court, et l’autre se tapit Pour tromper l’ennemi vigilant et funeste, Le Temps! Il est, hélas! des coureurs sans répit, Comme le luiferrant et comme les apôtres, À qui rien ne suffit, ni wagon ni vaisseau, Pour fuir ce rétiaire infâme; il en est d’autres Qui savent le tuer sans quitter leur berceau. Lorsque enfin il mettra le pied sur notre échine, Nous pourrons espérer et crier: En avant! De même qu’autrefois nous partions pour la Chine Les yeux fixés au large et les cheveux au vent, Nous nous embarquerons sur la mer des Ténèbres Avec le cœur joyeux d’un jeune passager. Entendez-vous ces voix charmantes et funèbres, Qui chantent: "Par ici vous qui voulez manger Le Lotus parfumé! c’est ici qu’on vendange Les fruits miraculeux dont votre cœur a faim; Venez vous enivrer de la douceur étrange De cette après-midi qui n’a jamais de fin!" À l’accent familier nous devinons le spectre; Nos Pylades là-bas tendent leurs bras vers nous. "Pour rafraîchir ton cœur nage vers ton Electre!" Dit celle dont jadis nous baisions les genoux. Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps! levons l’ancre! Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort! Appareillons! Si le ciel et la mer sont noirs comme de l’encre, Nos cœurs que tu connais sont remplis de rayons! Verse-nous ton poison pour qu’il nous réconforte! Nous voulons, tant ce feu nous brûle le cerveau, Plonger au fond du gouffre, Enfer ou Ciel, qu’importe? Au fond de l’Inconnu pour trouver du nouveau! |
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01:00:45 |
As the Sun in Your Eyes
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Imber Luminis | |
Déhà | Guitars, Vocals, Bass |
Eyelessight | |
HK | Drums, Vocals |
Kjiel | Guitars, Vocals |
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Déhà | Producer |
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1. | As the Sun in Your Eyes | 25:19 | |
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25:19 |
Same Old Silences
Album versions
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October 26th, 2019 | Naturmacht Productions | NP108 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
October 26th, 2019 | Naturmacht Productions | NP108 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
October 5th, 2019 | Naturmacht Productions | Digital |
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Dryáda | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Layout |
P. Magnus | Logo |
Arthur Kornovics | Artwork |
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1. | Same Old Sufferings (I, II, III) | 24:36 | Show lyrics |
I - Revulsed Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rus hour everytime I can’t find my highway I just want to fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can die today II - Highway So, I couldn’t find the highway Buildings around, places I can’t stay Faces again, see me here Faith that can only feel fear A cute golden ecstasy in my arms A silent melody through my palms A smooth chainsaw in my head A book that can’t be read Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive I don’t have faith anymore I don’t have a needle anymore I can’t fly so high anymore I can’t even feel myself, sore Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive III - Nothing Can Go Wrong Nothing can stop me now I’m confident, I’m sure about it all I’ve asked all the questions Removed all suspicions I feel happy I’m always smiling For once I can be myself for real It’s perfect, nothing can go wrong And in your head, you’ll hear this song And here I am, light shining from me The sun is bright, people smile I’m not lonely And here I am, on this highway Never felt that I could kill myself On such a beautiful day Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today I would never be able to get past these moments I crave for deliverence This highway is an endless territory of pain Should I call this life? And with the rain pouring outside Filling up gutters While I wish I could cut myself Bleed to death I don’t care anymore I don’t see why a failure should walk on I don’t care anymore I just want to stop thinking, quit breathing Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today No rest for the fout minded For the ones doomed and alone As a choice I am not and I would never be again And as I walk down this spiked path My spirit collapses because in the end I never felt so good So close to it Would it be right in the end that I am euphoric today? As I stay of the middle of this damn highway As I cut through all the obstacles to reach this wall And everyone looks at me My moment has come I would be at peace Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today |
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2. | Silence III | 17:44 | Show lyrics |
Light towards all me, over, alone Soulscared, torn apart, waiting I am, for what? Reason of all pails I can’t set, I’m over Waiting in line To write your own deceit Oh no I can’t see My eyes Night Sour Blackness of all Drain me from all light Drowning in your drapes I scream And hear none Oh night Deliver my soul from all which keeps me numb Grant me serenity and peace through your eternal silence Don’t try, avoid Silent, my sake for my love For love, daring outing all and all Out all Still away from this light And these fires Lighting my way are burning all my throat I can’t scream, only silence remains I crave for that pain I’ve felt before My eyes are sparkling red Destroyed my time I can’t see the lies, but I can feel the truth It all makes it all unbearable, this silence This silence that I despise Digging my tomb Redened eyes deep and blind Still away, away from this light Silence Shut it out Hurt your throat Scream again Silence Shut it out No voice shall be Silence Shut it out No noise will be heard Silence Shut it out Silence Silence |
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42:20 |
Fletus
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Déhà | All instruments |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Fletus | 39:18 | instrumental |
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39:18 |
Fletus
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Déhà | All instruments |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Fletus | 39:18 | instrumental |
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2. | Fletus (Alenda remix) | 39:12 | instrumental |
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01:18:30 |
Fletus
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Déhà | All instruments |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Fletus | 39:18 | instrumental |
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39:18 |
Fletus
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Déhà | All instruments |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Fletus | 39:24 | instrumental |
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39:24 |
Life as Burden
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Perfect Death | 14:31 | |
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2. | I Am Not | 13:11 | Show lyrics |
Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search, leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search Leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone I used to be Real one Rise up Alone Lost I am not...anymore I am not...anymore In the sky And in light |
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3. | Sick of It All (Finger Eleven cover) | 10:09 | Show lyrics |
Are the sins getting staler? Does every moment move pass you? Or does it feel like forever? And shouldn’t you be laughting too? Take a look how they found you Take a look what they done to you now What was it they wanted? Sullen and haunted? If only you saw it, coming How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all If you could consume her Would you say you were finding your way out? Is anything coming clearer? Smashing your mirror But still you can see, you’re guilty How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all Coming closer my composture Turning inside out in her Calling home, all alone You can call, I wouldn’t answer Any question in my head remains until you feel the same Never telling how I felt it’s all I ever care about How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Someone somewhere should know If you wanna come back around But just how deep would you go? To see through it all To see through it all To see through it all |
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4. | Life as Burden | 14:29 | |
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5. | Suicidal Crisis (Grimlair cover) | 11:24 | |
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01:03:44 |
Life as Burden
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Amandine L. | Artwork |
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1. | Perfect Death | 14:31 | |
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2. | I Am Not | 13:11 | Show lyrics |
Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search, leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone Leave alle the goods things I can, now know where it end See in my eyes all the pain and hatred Leave me what I am And not was I was I sadly removed All my inner scars And all the real ones Are visible and real I’m not the one who used to find I’m not the one who used to love it’s funny to say that I’m full And that make me be Wrongly man Who will know pain and hatred within me So run away, far from my fucking self It’s time to search Leave your memories behind My life ways, I choose to be what I am And I choose to be alone I used to be Real one Rise up Alone Lost I am not...anymore I am not...anymore In the sky And in light |
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3. | Sick of It All (Finger Eleven cover) | 10:09 | Show lyrics |
Are the sins getting staler? Does every moment move pass you? Or does it feel like forever? And shouldn’t you be laughting too? Take a look how they found you Take a look what they done to you now What was it they wanted? Sullen and haunted? If only you saw it, coming How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all If you could consume her Would you say you were finding your way out? Is anything coming clearer? Smashing your mirror But still you can see, you’re guilty How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Just how deep would you go? To see through it all Coming closer my composture Turning inside out in her Calling home, all alone You can call, I wouldn’t answer Any question in my head remains until you feel the same Never telling how I felt it’s all I ever care about How far down would you fall? If you never come up again ’Cause you’re so Sick of it All And you wanna change everything Someone somewhere should know If you wanna come back around But just how deep would you go? To see through it all To see through it all To see through it all |
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4. | Life as Burden | 14:29 | |
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52:20 |
Imber Aeternus
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Imber | 26:07 | |
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2. | Aeternus | 26:18 | |
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52:25 |
Imber Aeternus
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
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Disc 1 - Imber Luminis | |||
1. | Imber | 26:07 | |
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2. | Aeternus | 26:18 | |
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52:25 | |||
Disc 2 - Lost Phrases | |||
1. | Melan | 12:27 | |
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2. | Silence II | 26:13 | |
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3. | Dancing with Stars II | 14:55 | |
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53:35 |
Imber Aeternus
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | Imber | 26:07 | |
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2. | Aeternus | 26:18 | |
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3. | Melan | 12:27 | |
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4. | Silence II | 26:13 | |
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5. | Dancing with Stars II | 14:55 | |
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01:46:00 |
Winter Fallings and Dying Summers
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Grigor Mishov | Vocals (backing) (track 4) |
Benjamin S | Vocals (tracks 1, 5, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
PM | Logo |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
Eruanon | Recording (vocals) (track 1) |
A. Daemon | Recording (vocals) (track 2) |
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1. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying | 10:40 | |
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2. | I Am Not (re-recording) | 13:13 | Show lyrics |
Leave all the good things back and, now, know who I really am. See in my eyes all the pain and hatred. Believe in what I am, and not in what I was. I sadly removed all my inner scars And all the real ones are visible and real. I’m not the one who used to find. I’m not the one who used to love. It’s funny to say but I’m a fool, a completely wicked being, wrongly man. You will know pain and hatred with me. So run away, far from my fucking self. It’s time to search for something better for you. Leave your memories behind, mine are erased. I choose to be what I am And I choose to be doomed and alone I used to be real and... I fall in a suite of "rise and fall". If only I’d lost you. I am not... anymore I am not... anymore Let me die. Let me die. Get the fuck away. This life coming up, and I can’t take no more. My feet off the ground. And I will pray. Way. Let me die. Fuck you. And let me die. My memories are erased. I am not. My memories are erased. I am not. |
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3. | Journey Across the Stars (Midnight Odyssey cover) | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
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4. | Отричане (feat. Grigor Mishov) | 10:25 | |
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5. | I Can See the Birds Dying | 17:46 | |
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6. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying (piano version) | 06:26 | |
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7. | Same Old Sufferings (orchestral version) | 07:15 | Show lyrics |
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01:14:08 |
Winter Fallings and Dying Summers
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Grigor Mishov | Vocals (backing) (track 4) |
Benjamin S | Vocals (tracks 1, 5, 6) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Eruanon | Recording (vocals) (track 1) |
A. Daemon | Recording (vocals) (track 2) |
PM | Logo |
Déhà | Artwork, Mixing, Mastering |
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1. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying | 10:40 | |
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2. | I Am Not (re-recording) | 13:13 | Show lyrics |
Leave all the good things back and, now, know who I really am. See in my eyes all the pain and hatred. Believe in what I am, and not in what I was. I sadly removed all my inner scars And all the real ones are visible and real. I’m not the one who used to find. I’m not the one who used to love. It’s funny to say but I’m a fool, a completely wicked being, wrongly man. You will know pain and hatred with me. So run away, far from my fucking self. It’s time to search for something better for you. Leave your memories behind, mine are erased. I choose to be what I am And I choose to be doomed and alone I used to be real and... I fall in a suite of "rise and fall". If only I’d lost you. I am not... anymore I am not... anymore Let me die. Let me die. Get the fuck away. This life coming up, and I can’t take no more. My feet off the ground. And I will pray. Way. Let me die. Fuck you. And let me die. My memories are erased. I am not. My memories are erased. I am not. |
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3. | Journey Across the Stars (Midnight Odyssey cover) | 08:23 | Show lyrics |
When the heavens are falling, he’ll come And bring with him destruction He’s travelled many moons and many stars He is the bearer of bad news "Oh mortal ones, you have reaped what you’ve sown. Take these wounds as your last chance before I return" And faster than a candle burns, he goes On his journey back across the stars He leaves an anxious world behind For those still alive will remember his words "Oh mortal ones, you have reaped what you’ve sown. Take these wounds as your last chance before I return" |
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4. | Отричане (feat. Grigor Mishov) | 10:25 | |
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5. | I Can See the Birds Dying | 17:46 | |
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6. | I Can Hear the Birds Crying (piano version) | 06:26 | |
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Nausea
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Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Ohrwurm | Cover art |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics (tracks 8-10) |
Paulus Magnus | Logo |
Popescu Oana Beatrice | Drawings |
Benjamin Kosanke | Lyrics (track 1) |
Pim van Dijk | Lyrics (track 2) |
Daniel Neagoe | Lyrics (track 3) |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Lyrics (track 4) |
Radu Ciucă | Lyrics (track 5) |
Mordecai O. Ogayo | Lyrics (track 6) |
Nico Dietrich | Lyrics (track 7) |
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1. | Starting with the End | 05:11 | Show lyrics |
Something must have changed, my hands tremble from malady Insipid voices nescient of their own futility My chest heaves from the burden, their lack of reality Do they see beyond their own convenience (that) the world is empty? Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end Sojourning onward memories of places I have been My heart never leapt left in a nauseous state I now descend Events transpired experiences happened Did I have no will to conquer those days did I pretend Depressive and alone existing among those distracted One working tirelessly with his hands over his mouth cupped Two talking excitedly, about friends and past hearts engaged Another reading silently, by the window shaking his legs Some of these days Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end |
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2. | The "I" Has Faded | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
I can’t recall a single blissful moment this life has ever brought me It’s nauseating me in every fucking way This stench of existence, any moment of solace, of apathy, or numbness that I find Is immediately raped by storms of abhorrence, by tumultuous disgust Every uttered word, every laugh or sigh, every grieve, every cry Every dream or hope; every sign of life sickens me, fucking sickens me |
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3. | Introspection | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Enamoured with trascendence of hypocritic oaths or solvence Determined in iniquity or liberty to create or to destroy in splendour Alas with beginnings, a certainty of cesation is needed Abrupt and frivolous of mere contingency, detached of existence In chaotic reversed chaosphere, affliction in benevolence Or pure nihilism or perhaps misanthropy as the obscuring avalanche Of ’mented thoughts, at the gate of the mind, conjured by the mind Seemingless authority or lack of comprehesion in need Or timeless values or pure birth, and death |
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4. | Mensch - Stern - Asche | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Monotonen klopfen dringt in den schlaf Der rest leben kehrt zurück Beginnt sick den körper gefügig zu machen. Der blick streift sinnsuchend umher, doch Bett, fenster und wand - Haben keine bedeutung mehr. Beine laufen autark den flur hinunter Raus Gedanken - Diese balken stützend - Ruinös Schwindend im sog... welcher wahrnehmung? Ein baum verspricht der sonne nicht zu zögern Entkleidet - Nackt - Brach Legt nich nieder. Der schwarm vögel seiner krone unter kaltem laub. Ich atme mit den händen - Mein zittern im wind Alle wege kreuzen sich in mir. Wer bin ich? Getragen vom handeln. Der mund spricht wort rückwärts Füllt die lungen mit gegenwehr. Was bin ich? mensch, stern, asche? |
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5. | We Are Not Free | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
We are not free, our ideas make sure of that. Bright lights aid the demise. Heavy and painful like shame. We are not free. Unbearable prisons of our minds. Nauseating. Incapable of self assurance. Weary and sullen the soul rots. We are not free. Like a poisonous apple inside the throat. Destined to destroy that which it should nurture. Monotonous misery and suffering. We are not free. Tricks played on the mind to forget this, only to crush any remaining sanity. Searching for meaning where there is has been long lost. We are not free. Intolerable thoughts in a frozen mind. Cannot escape them. False accounts of existentialism drive darkness forward. We are not free. Self contempt is projected by pitiless judgement. Pale insinuation isn’t reasonable. Admitting belief is just a self deception. We are not free. The lamentable eyes are poor mirror to the soul, Gettin caught in is abhorent and odius for the mind. |
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6. | The Withering and the Wake | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
I stood atop the precipice of sleep with my hands soaked deep In yearning for the restless moon, awaiting the angeless clouds To prune these afflictions Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly deconstructs before my eyes The guise unveiled, it crumbles into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly Why does it cripple me, this terror? The guise unveiled, it crumbles Into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony |
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7. | Meaninglessness | 05:05 | Show lyrics |
I run, I hunt through my being, searching (for) my place in this world The stars formed dust into life - Not fate, not fortune, not God, I am, because in the second of my birth, no other called for life So I tear, as long as the nausea spares my existence in the dust of stars I want to dream as long as I can, never want to wake up Finally, with the kiss of reality, I ask for my being again and again And no dream of this world will bear this answer for me So I dream as long as the doubt spares my life And I dance, yes I dance at the catwalk of unimportance, wasting my life Searching for faith and hope - It does not change anything My truth is meaninglessness, the truth of mankind I call nausea - And vice versa But I never try to destroy myself: I am too small for that So reality vomits into my heart every day In every breath moans the question about the meaning And I am looking for you to end this farce forever But you’ll never find me, cause I’m too small Und so erbricht sich die wirklichkeit jeden tag in meine brust In jedem atemzug stöhnen fragen nach dem sinn Ich suche dich... um diese farce für alle zeit zu beenden Doch du wirst mich niemals finden, ich bin zu klein Searching for faith and hope It does not change anything |
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8. | Migraine | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
La perte de foi, le manque de moi L’ensemble des pensées ternes Qui s’éternisen et s’embrasent Danse avec le feu le plus scintillant Et ma tète va exploser, le battement de mes tempes m’achève Dans ces méandres trop remplies, je bave, je meurs, je sèche ma sève Avec l’envie de crever, et la haine par-dessus tout Vivre avec son contraire de donner, de me dénuder de tout "J’étais là, immobile et glacé, plongé dans une extase horrible. Mais, au sein mème de cette extase quelque chose de neuf venait d’apparaître; je comprenais la nausée, je la possédais." Et mon corps va imploser, cette nausée omniprésente me rend fou Trop de questions, pas de réponses, juste des sentiments trop flous Et c’ents dans mes dernières phrases, peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte, et cela m’a crevé le coeur. Et c’est dans mes dernières phrases Peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte Et cela m’a crevé le coeur |
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9. | Nothing Matters | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The cold wind blows in this quite slow night I can’t remember the hours we spent off the light Our breath drawn a thick smoke, staring in empty eyes I could even hear the sickness you’ve hidden, all the cries (I heard you) Despite your silence and grief (I heard you) Despite your stupid beliefs (I heard you) Come with me again and let’s die tonight (I heard you) There is nothing for us in this light Searching for faith and hope, you know it doesn’t change anything. You’re crawling in a cave in your mind, digging hard until your fingers are bleeding, and you keep on, and either it’s endless, either it stops, but in both ways there is no way back up there, and the light above scares you, you forgot it, it blinds you, hurts you, and you keep digging, no matter the pain, because nothing matters, only this darkness, only this envy to lose control and see how much you can take in, staying miserable, hurt, down to a pathetic shell, but you feel alive. Never felt so good today. (Have you ever felt so alive) No one would hear your pain (Have you ever walked your crossroads) Cause you are dead inside (Have you ever felt so alive) I can’t bring you back to life (Have you ever wanted to die) And I know I will carry the blame No one would even hear your voice, no matter how harsh you scream The voices inside my head are withdrawing me, I scream in silence I wanted to take you with me, destroy you and heal you and make you again But I cannot hear the words you speak, I can only see the pain |
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10. | I Resign | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Nothing matters, we all know it. Whatever crisis of existentialism we have is a fraud. It’s all about how and when we would leave this world, and we’re stupid enough to believe we’d leave a trace. So nothing really matters, considering suicide is just a step forward to the inevitable end expecting us. And I have nothing left to feel joy for. Everything has just been empty since the beginning. And whatever happens, we stand proud, for what we are Nevertheless, we fight, for an unfair moment of life I can’t stand that my words are empty, whatever I scream I resign, don’t want to be Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay And there is this constant nausea, all around me And I understand it, I possess it And it destroyed my heart |
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50:29 |
Nausea
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Benjamin Schmälzlein | Lyrics (track 4) |
Radu Ciucă | Lyrics (track 5) |
Ohrwurm | Cover art |
Mordecai O. Ogayo | Lyrics (track 6) |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Lyrics (tracks 8-10) |
Nico Dietrich | Lyrics (track 7) |
Paulus Magnus | Logo |
Popescu Oana Beatrice | Drawings |
Benjamin Kosanke | Lyrics (track 1) |
Pim van Dijk | Lyrics (track 2) |
Daniel Neagoe | Lyrics (track 3) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Starting with the End | 05:11 | Show lyrics |
Something must have changed, my hands tremble from malady Insipid voices nescient of their own futility My chest heaves from the burden, their lack of reality Do they see beyond their own convenience (that) the world is empty? Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end Sojourning onward memories of places I have been My heart never leapt left in a nauseous state I now descend Events transpired experiences happened Did I have no will to conquer those days did I pretend Depressive and alone existing among those distracted One working tirelessly with his hands over his mouth cupped Two talking excitedly, about friends and past hearts engaged Another reading silently, by the window shaking his legs Some of these days Some of these days - There are no perfect moments I feel so lonely - Nothing more than a milestone Some of these days - Nothing will happen I feel so lonely - Starting with the end |
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2. | The "I" Has Faded | 04:48 | Show lyrics |
I can’t recall a single blissful moment this life has ever brought me It’s nauseating me in every fucking way This stench of existence, any moment of solace, of apathy, or numbness that I find Is immediately raped by storms of abhorrence, by tumultuous disgust Every uttered word, every laugh or sigh, every grieve, every cry Every dream or hope; every sign of life sickens me, fucking sickens me |
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3. | Introspection | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Enamoured with trascendence of hypocritic oaths or solvence Determined in iniquity or liberty to create or to destroy in splendour Alas with beginnings, a certainty of cesation is needed Abrupt and frivolous of mere contingency, detached of existence In chaotic reversed chaosphere, affliction in benevolence Or pure nihilism or perhaps misanthropy as the obscuring avalanche Of ’mented thoughts, at the gate of the mind, conjured by the mind Seemingless authority or lack of comprehesion in need Or timeless values or pure birth, and death |
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4. | Mensch - Stern - Asche | 05:45 | Show lyrics |
Monotonen klopfen dringt in den schlaf Der rest leben kehrt zurück Beginnt sick den körper gefügig zu machen. Der blick streift sinnsuchend umher, doch Bett, fenster und wand - Haben keine bedeutung mehr. Beine laufen autark den flur hinunter Raus Gedanken - Diese balken stützend - Ruinös Schwindend im sog... welcher wahrnehmung? Ein baum verspricht der sonne nicht zu zögern Entkleidet - Nackt - Brach Legt nich nieder. Der schwarm vögel seiner krone unter kaltem laub. Ich atme mit den händen - Mein zittern im wind Alle wege kreuzen sich in mir. Wer bin ich? Getragen vom handeln. Der mund spricht wort rückwärts Füllt die lungen mit gegenwehr. Was bin ich? mensch, stern, asche? |
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5. | We Are Not Free | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
We are not free, our ideas make sure of that. Bright lights aid the demise. Heavy and painful like shame. We are not free. Unbearable prisons of our minds. Nauseating. Incapable of self assurance. Weary and sullen the soul rots. We are not free. Like a poisonous apple inside the throat. Destined to destroy that which it should nurture. Monotonous misery and suffering. We are not free. Tricks played on the mind to forget this, only to crush any remaining sanity. Searching for meaning where there is has been long lost. We are not free. Intolerable thoughts in a frozen mind. Cannot escape them. False accounts of existentialism drive darkness forward. We are not free. Self contempt is projected by pitiless judgement. Pale insinuation isn’t reasonable. Admitting belief is just a self deception. We are not free. The lamentable eyes are poor mirror to the soul, Gettin caught in is abhorent and odius for the mind. |
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6. | The Withering and the Wake | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
I stood atop the precipice of sleep with my hands soaked deep In yearning for the restless moon, awaiting the angeless clouds To prune these afflictions Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly deconstructs before my eyes The guise unveiled, it crumbles into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony Why does it cripple me, this terror? When it is all a part of the ungrand design Like trees we bloom and then we wilt to bloom again in thoughtless rain My primer of sense and of folly Why does it cripple me, this terror? The guise unveiled, it crumbles Into a million splinters of charmless absurdity This imperceptible agony |
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7. | Meaninglessness | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
I run, I hunt through my being, searching (for) my place in this world The stars formed dust into life - Not fate, not fortune, not God, I am, because in the second of my birth, no other called for life So I tear, as long as the nausea spares my existence in the dust of stars I want to dream as long as I can, never want to wake up Finally, with the kiss of reality, I ask for my being again and again And no dream of this world will bear this answer for me So I dream as long as the doubt spares my life And I dance, yes I dance at the catwalk of unimportance, wasting my life Searching for faith and hope - It does not change anything My truth is meaninglessness, the truth of mankind I call nausea - And vice versa But I never try to destroy myself: I am too small for that So reality vomits into my heart every day In every breath moans the question about the meaning And I am looking for you to end this farce forever But you’ll never find me, cause I’m too small Und so erbricht sich die wirklichkeit jeden tag in meine brust In jedem atemzug stöhnen fragen nach dem sinn Ich suche dich... um diese farce für alle zeit zu beenden Doch du wirst mich niemals finden, ich bin zu klein Searching for faith and hope It does not change anything |
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8. | Migraine | 04:37 | Show lyrics |
La perte de foi, le manque de moi L’ensemble des pensées ternes Qui s’éternisen et s’embrasent Danse avec le feu le plus scintillant Et ma tète va exploser, le battement de mes tempes m’achève Dans ces méandres trop remplies, je bave, je meurs, je sèche ma sève Avec l’envie de crever, et la haine par-dessus tout Vivre avec son contraire de donner, de me dénuder de tout "J’étais là, immobile et glacé, plongé dans une extase horrible. Mais, au sein mème de cette extase quelque chose de neuf venait d’apparaître; je comprenais la nausée, je la possédais." Et mon corps va imploser, cette nausée omniprésente me rend fou Trop de questions, pas de réponses, juste des sentiments trop flous Et c’ents dans mes dernières phrases, peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte, et cela m’a crevé le coeur. Et c’est dans mes dernières phrases Peu importe toutes les fleurs Que je m’en suis rendu compte Et cela m’a crevé le coeur |
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9. | Nothing Matters | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
The cold wind blows in this quite slow night I can’t remember the hours we spent off the light Our breath drawn a thick smoke, staring in empty eyes I could even hear the sickness you’ve hidden, all the cries (I heard you) Despite your silence and grief (I heard you) Despite your stupid beliefs (I heard you) Come with me again and let’s die tonight (I heard you) There is nothing for us in this light Searching for faith and hope, you know it doesn’t change anything. You’re crawling in a cave in your mind, digging hard until your fingers are bleeding, and you keep on, and either it’s endless, either it stops, but in both ways there is no way back up there, and the light above scares you, you forgot it, it blinds you, hurts you, and you keep digging, no matter the pain, because nothing matters, only this darkness, only this envy to lose control and see how much you can take in, staying miserable, hurt, down to a pathetic shell, but you feel alive. Never felt so good today. (Have you ever felt so alive) No one would hear your pain (Have you ever walked your crossroads) Cause you are dead inside (Have you ever felt so alive) I can’t bring you back to life (Have you ever wanted to die) And I know I will carry the blame No one would even hear your voice, no matter how harsh you scream The voices inside my head are withdrawing me, I scream in silence I wanted to take you with me, destroy you and heal you and make you again But I cannot hear the words you speak, I can only see the pain |
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10. | I Resign | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Nothing matters, we all know it. Whatever crisis of existentialism we have is a fraud. It’s all about how and when we would leave this world, and we’re stupid enough to believe we’d leave a trace. So nothing really matters, considering suicide is just a step forward to the inevitable end expecting us. And I have nothing left to feel joy for. Everything has just been empty since the beginning. And whatever happens, we stand proud, for what we are Nevertheless, we fight, for an unfair moment of life I can’t stand that my words are empty, whatever I scream I resign, don’t want to be Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay And there is this constant nausea, all around me And I understand it, I possess it And it destroyed my heart |
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50:25 |
Contrasts
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Amduscias | Guitars (solo) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing |
Apocaleon | Layout, Design |
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1. | Le Voyage - Part I | 22:00 | Show lyrics |
Pour l’enfant, amoureux de cartes et d’estampes, L’univers est égal à son vaste appétit. Ah! que le monde est grand à la clarté des lampes! Aux yeux du souvenir que le monde est petit! Un matin nous partons, le cerveau plein de flamme, Le cœur gros de rancune et de désirs amers, Et nous allons, suivant le rythme de la lame, Berçant notre infini sur le fini des mers: Les uns, joyeux de fuir une patrie infâme; D’autres, l’horreur de leurs berceaux, et quelques-uns, Astrologues noyés dans les yeux d’une femme, La Circé tyrannique aux dangereux parfums. Pour n’être pas changés en bêtes, ils s’enivrent D’espace et de lumière et de cieux embrasés; La glace qui les mord, les soleils qui les cuivrent, Effacent lentement la marque des baisers. Mais les vrais voyageurs sont ceux-là seuls qui partent Pour partir; cœurs légers, semblables aux ballons, De leur fatalité jamais ils ne s’écartent, Et, sans savoir pourquoi, disent toujours: Allons! Ceux-là dont les désirs ont la forme des nues, Et qui rêvent, ainsi qu’un conscrit le canon, De vastes voluptés, changeantes, inconnues, Et dont l’esprit humain n’a jamais su le nom! Nous imitons, horreur! la toupie et la boule Dans leur valse et leurs bonds; même dans nos sommeils La Curiosité nous tourmente et nous roule Comme un Ange cruel qui fouette des soleils. Singulière fortune où le but se déplace, Et, n’étant nulle part, peut être n’importe où! Où l’Homme, dont jamais l’espérance n’est lasse, Pour trouver le repos court toujours comme un fou! Notre âme est un trois-mâts cherchant son Icarie; Une voix retentit sur le pont: "Ouvre l’œil!" Une voix de la hune, ardente et folle, crie: "Amour... gloire... bonheur!" Enfer! c’est un écueil!" (Chaque îlot signalé par l’homme de vigie Est un Eldorado promis par le Destin; L’Imagination qui dresse son orgie Ne trouve qu’un récifaux clartés du matin.) Ô le pauvre amoureux des pays chimériques! Faut-il le mettre aux fers, le jeter à la mer, Ce matelot ivrogne, inventeur d’Amériques Dont le mirage rend le gouffre plus amer? Tel le vieux vagabond, piétinant dans la boue, Rêve, le nez en l’air, de brillants paradis; Son œil ensorcelé découvre une Capoue Partout où la chandelle illumine un taudis. (Etonnants voyageurs! quelles nobles histoires Nous lisons dans vos yeux profonds comme les mers! Montrez-nous les écrins de vos riches mémoires, Ces bijoux merveilleux, faits d’astres et d’éthers. Nous voulons voyager sans vapeur et sans voile! Faites, pour égayer l’ennui de nos prisons, Passer sur nos esprits, tendus comme une toile, Vos souvenirs avec leurs cadres d’horizons. |
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2. | Le Voyage - Part II | 18:43 | Show lyrics |
Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. La gloire du soleil sur la mer violette, La gloire des cités dans le soleil couchant, Allumaient dans nos cœurs une ardeur inquiète De plonger dans un ciel au reflet alléchant. Les plus riches cités, les plus grands paysages, Jamais ne contenaient l’attrait mystérieux De ceux que le hasard fait avec les nuages. Et toujours le désir nous rendait soucieux! La jouissance ajoute au désir de la force. Désir, vieil arbre à qui le plaisir sert d’engrais, Cependant que grossit et durcit ton écorce, Tes branches veulent voir le soleil de plus près! Grandiras-tu toujours, grand arbre plus vivace Que le cyprès? - Pourtant nous avons, avec soin, Cueilli quelques croquis pour votre album vorace Frères qui trouvez beau tout ce qui vient de loin! Nous avons salué des idoles à trompe; Des trônes constellés de joyaux lumineux; Des palais ouvragés dont la féerique pompe Serait pour vos banquiers un rêve ruineux; Des costumes qui sont pour les yeux une ivresse; Des femmes dont les dents et les ongles sont teints, Et des jongleurs savants que le serpent caresse." Et puis, et puis encore? |
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3. | Le Voyage - Part III | 20:02 | Show lyrics |
"Ô cerveaux enfantins! Pour ne pas oublier la chose capitale, Nous avons vu partout, et sans l’avoir cherché, Du haut jusques en bas de l’échelle fatale, Le spectacle ennuyeux de l’immortel péché: La femme, esclave vile, orgueilleuse et stupide, Sans rire s’adorant et s’aimant sans dégoût; L’homme, tyran goulu, paillard, dur et cupide, Esclave de l’esclave et ruisseau dans l’égout; Le bourreau qui jouit, le martyr qui sanglote; La fête qu’assaisonne et parfume le sang; Le poison du pouvoir énervant le despote, Et le peuple amoureux du fouet abrutissant; Plusieurs religions semblables à la nôtre, Toutes escaladant le ciel; la Sainteté, Comme en un lit de plume un délicat se vautre, Dans les clous et le crin cherchant la volupté; L’Humanité bavarde, ivre de son génie, Et, folle maintenant comme elle était jadis, (Criant à Dieu, dans sa furibonde agonie: "Ô mon semblable, mon maître, je te maudis!") Et le moins sots, hardis amants de la Démence, Fuyant le grand troupeau parqué par le Destin, Et se réfugiant dans l’opium immense! Tel est du globe entier l’éternel bulletin." Amer savoir, celui qu’on tire du voyage! Le monde, monotone et petit, aujourd’hui, Hier, demain, toujours, nous fait voir notre image: Une oasis d’horreur dans un désert d’ennui! Faut-il partir? rester? Si tu peux rester, reste; Pars, s’il le faut, L’un court, et l’autre se tapit Pour tromper l’ennemi vigilant et funeste, Le Temps! Il est, hélas! des coureurs sans répit, Comme le luiferrant et comme les apôtres, À qui rien ne suffit, ni wagon ni vaisseau, Pour fuir ce rétiaire infâme; il en est d’autres Qui savent le tuer sans quitter leur berceau. Lorsque enfin il mettra le pied sur notre échine, Nous pourrons espérer et crier: En avant! De même qu’autrefois nous partions pour la Chine Les yeux fixés au large et les cheveux au vent, Nous nous embarquerons sur la mer des Ténèbres Avec le cœur joyeux d’un jeune passager. Entendez-vous ces voix charmantes et funèbres, Qui chantent: "Par ici vous qui voulez manger Le Lotus parfumé! c’est ici qu’on vendange Les fruits miraculeux dont votre cœur a faim; Venez vous enivrer de la douceur étrange De cette après-midi qui n’a jamais de fin!" À l’accent familier nous devinons le spectre; Nos Pylades là-bas tendent leurs bras vers nous. "Pour rafraîchir ton cœur nage vers ton Electre!" Dit celle dont jadis nous baisions les genoux. Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps! levons l’ancre! Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort! Appareillons! Si le ciel et la mer sont noirs comme de l’encre, Nos cœurs que tu connais sont remplis de rayons! Verse-nous ton poison pour qu’il nous réconforte! Nous voulons, tant ce feu nous brûle le cerveau, Plonger au fond du gouffre, Enfer ou Ciel, qu’importe? Au fond de l’Inconnu pour trouver du nouveau! |
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Amduscias | Guitars (solo) (track 1) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing |
Apocaleon | Layout, Design |
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1. | Le Voyage - Part I | 22:00 | Show lyrics |
Pour l’enfant, amoureux de cartes et d’estampes, L’univers est égal à son vaste appétit. Ah! que le monde est grand à la clarté des lampes! Aux yeux du souvenir que le monde est petit! Un matin nous partons, le cerveau plein de flamme, Le cœur gros de rancune et de désirs amers, Et nous allons, suivant le rythme de la lame, Berçant notre infini sur le fini des mers: Les uns, joyeux de fuir une patrie infâme; D’autres, l’horreur de leurs berceaux, et quelques-uns, Astrologues noyés dans les yeux d’une femme, La Circé tyrannique aux dangereux parfums. Pour n’être pas changés en bêtes, ils s’enivrent D’espace et de lumière et de cieux embrasés; La glace qui les mord, les soleils qui les cuivrent, Effacent lentement la marque des baisers. Mais les vrais voyageurs sont ceux-là seuls qui partent Pour partir; cœurs légers, semblables aux ballons, De leur fatalité jamais ils ne s’écartent, Et, sans savoir pourquoi, disent toujours: Allons! Ceux-là dont les désirs ont la forme des nues, Et qui rêvent, ainsi qu’un conscrit le canon, De vastes voluptés, changeantes, inconnues, Et dont l’esprit humain n’a jamais su le nom! Nous imitons, horreur! la toupie et la boule Dans leur valse et leurs bonds; même dans nos sommeils La Curiosité nous tourmente et nous roule Comme un Ange cruel qui fouette des soleils. Singulière fortune où le but se déplace, Et, n’étant nulle part, peut être n’importe où! Où l’Homme, dont jamais l’espérance n’est lasse, Pour trouver le repos court toujours comme un fou! Notre âme est un trois-mâts cherchant son Icarie; Une voix retentit sur le pont: "Ouvre l’œil!" Une voix de la hune, ardente et folle, crie: "Amour... gloire... bonheur!" Enfer! c’est un écueil!" (Chaque îlot signalé par l’homme de vigie Est un Eldorado promis par le Destin; L’Imagination qui dresse son orgie Ne trouve qu’un récifaux clartés du matin.) Ô le pauvre amoureux des pays chimériques! Faut-il le mettre aux fers, le jeter à la mer, Ce matelot ivrogne, inventeur d’Amériques Dont le mirage rend le gouffre plus amer? Tel le vieux vagabond, piétinant dans la boue, Rêve, le nez en l’air, de brillants paradis; Son œil ensorcelé découvre une Capoue Partout où la chandelle illumine un taudis. (Etonnants voyageurs! quelles nobles histoires Nous lisons dans vos yeux profonds comme les mers! Montrez-nous les écrins de vos riches mémoires, Ces bijoux merveilleux, faits d’astres et d’éthers. Nous voulons voyager sans vapeur et sans voile! Faites, pour égayer l’ennui de nos prisons, Passer sur nos esprits, tendus comme une toile, Vos souvenirs avec leurs cadres d’horizons. |
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2. | Le Voyage - Part II | 18:43 | Show lyrics |
Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. Nous avons vu des astres Et des flots, nous avons vu des sables aussi; Et, malgré bien des chocs et d’imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici. La gloire du soleil sur la mer violette, La gloire des cités dans le soleil couchant, Allumaient dans nos cœurs une ardeur inquiète De plonger dans un ciel au reflet alléchant. Les plus riches cités, les plus grands paysages, Jamais ne contenaient l’attrait mystérieux De ceux que le hasard fait avec les nuages. Et toujours le désir nous rendait soucieux! La jouissance ajoute au désir de la force. Désir, vieil arbre à qui le plaisir sert d’engrais, Cependant que grossit et durcit ton écorce, Tes branches veulent voir le soleil de plus près! Grandiras-tu toujours, grand arbre plus vivace Que le cyprès? - Pourtant nous avons, avec soin, Cueilli quelques croquis pour votre album vorace Frères qui trouvez beau tout ce qui vient de loin! Nous avons salué des idoles à trompe; Des trônes constellés de joyaux lumineux; Des palais ouvragés dont la féerique pompe Serait pour vos banquiers un rêve ruineux; Des costumes qui sont pour les yeux une ivresse; Des femmes dont les dents et les ongles sont teints, Et des jongleurs savants que le serpent caresse." Et puis, et puis encore? |
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3. | Le Voyage - Part III | 20:02 | Show lyrics |
"Ô cerveaux enfantins! Pour ne pas oublier la chose capitale, Nous avons vu partout, et sans l’avoir cherché, Du haut jusques en bas de l’échelle fatale, Le spectacle ennuyeux de l’immortel péché: La femme, esclave vile, orgueilleuse et stupide, Sans rire s’adorant et s’aimant sans dégoût; L’homme, tyran goulu, paillard, dur et cupide, Esclave de l’esclave et ruisseau dans l’égout; Le bourreau qui jouit, le martyr qui sanglote; La fête qu’assaisonne et parfume le sang; Le poison du pouvoir énervant le despote, Et le peuple amoureux du fouet abrutissant; Plusieurs religions semblables à la nôtre, Toutes escaladant le ciel; la Sainteté, Comme en un lit de plume un délicat se vautre, Dans les clous et le crin cherchant la volupté; L’Humanité bavarde, ivre de son génie, Et, folle maintenant comme elle était jadis, (Criant à Dieu, dans sa furibonde agonie: "Ô mon semblable, mon maître, je te maudis!") Et le moins sots, hardis amants de la Démence, Fuyant le grand troupeau parqué par le Destin, Et se réfugiant dans l’opium immense! Tel est du globe entier l’éternel bulletin." Amer savoir, celui qu’on tire du voyage! Le monde, monotone et petit, aujourd’hui, Hier, demain, toujours, nous fait voir notre image: Une oasis d’horreur dans un désert d’ennui! Faut-il partir? rester? Si tu peux rester, reste; Pars, s’il le faut, L’un court, et l’autre se tapit Pour tromper l’ennemi vigilant et funeste, Le Temps! Il est, hélas! des coureurs sans répit, Comme le luiferrant et comme les apôtres, À qui rien ne suffit, ni wagon ni vaisseau, Pour fuir ce rétiaire infâme; il en est d’autres Qui savent le tuer sans quitter leur berceau. Lorsque enfin il mettra le pied sur notre échine, Nous pourrons espérer et crier: En avant! De même qu’autrefois nous partions pour la Chine Les yeux fixés au large et les cheveux au vent, Nous nous embarquerons sur la mer des Ténèbres Avec le cœur joyeux d’un jeune passager. Entendez-vous ces voix charmantes et funèbres, Qui chantent: "Par ici vous qui voulez manger Le Lotus parfumé! c’est ici qu’on vendange Les fruits miraculeux dont votre cœur a faim; Venez vous enivrer de la douceur étrange De cette après-midi qui n’a jamais de fin!" À l’accent familier nous devinons le spectre; Nos Pylades là-bas tendent leurs bras vers nous. "Pour rafraîchir ton cœur nage vers ton Electre!" Dit celle dont jadis nous baisions les genoux. Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps! levons l’ancre! Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort! Appareillons! Si le ciel et la mer sont noirs comme de l’encre, Nos cœurs que tu connais sont remplis de rayons! Verse-nous ton poison pour qu’il nous réconforte! Nous voulons, tant ce feu nous brûle le cerveau, Plonger au fond du gouffre, Enfer ou Ciel, qu’importe? Au fond de l’Inconnu pour trouver du nouveau! |
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Same Old Silences
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
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Dryáda | Vocals (track 2) |
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Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Layout |
P. Magnus | Logo |
Arthur Kornovics | Artwork |
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1. | Same Old Sufferings (I, II, III) | 24:36 | Show lyrics |
I - Revulsed Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rus hour everytime I can’t find my highway I just want to fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can die today II - Highway So, I couldn’t find the highway Buildings around, places I can’t stay Faces again, see me here Faith that can only feel fear A cute golden ecstasy in my arms A silent melody through my palms A smooth chainsaw in my head A book that can’t be read Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive I don’t have faith anymore I don’t have a needle anymore I can’t fly so high anymore I can’t even feel myself, sore Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive III - Nothing Can Go Wrong Nothing can stop me now I’m confident, I’m sure about it all I’ve asked all the questions Removed all suspicions I feel happy I’m always smiling For once I can be myself for real It’s perfect, nothing can go wrong And in your head, you’ll hear this song And here I am, light shining from me The sun is bright, people smile I’m not lonely And here I am, on this highway Never felt that I could kill myself On such a beautiful day Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today I would never be able to get past these moments I crave for deliverence This highway is an endless territory of pain Should I call this life? And with the rain pouring outside Filling up gutters While I wish I could cut myself Bleed to death I don’t care anymore I don’t see why a failure should walk on I don’t care anymore I just want to stop thinking, quit breathing Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today No rest for the fout minded For the ones doomed and alone As a choice I am not and I would never be again And as I walk down this spiked path My spirit collapses because in the end I never felt so good So close to it Would it be right in the end that I am euphoric today? As I stay of the middle of this damn highway As I cut through all the obstacles to reach this wall And everyone looks at me My moment has come I would be at peace Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today |
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2. | Silence III | 17:44 | Show lyrics |
Light towards all me, over, alone Soulscared, torn apart, waiting I am, for what? Reason of all pails I can’t set, I’m over Waiting in line To write your own deceit Oh no I can’t see My eyes Night Sour Blackness of all Drain me from all light Drowning in your drapes I scream And hear none Oh night Deliver my soul from all which keeps me numb Grant me serenity and peace through your eternal silence Don’t try, avoid Silent, my sake for my love For love, daring outing all and all Out all Still away from this light And these fires Lighting my way are burning all my throat I can’t scream, only silence remains I crave for that pain I’ve felt before My eyes are sparkling red Destroyed my time I can’t see the lies, but I can feel the truth It all makes it all unbearable, this silence This silence that I despise Digging my tomb Redened eyes deep and blind Still away, away from this light Silence Shut it out Hurt your throat Scream again Silence Shut it out No voice shall be Silence Shut it out No noise will be heard Silence Shut it out Silence Silence |
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42:20 |
Same Old Silences
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Dryáda | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Layout |
P. Magnus | Logo |
Arthur Kornovics | Artwork |
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1. | Same Old Sufferings (I, II, III) | 24:36 | Show lyrics |
I - Revulsed Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rus hour everytime I can’t find my highway I just want to fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can die today II - Highway So, I couldn’t find the highway Buildings around, places I can’t stay Faces again, see me here Faith that can only feel fear A cute golden ecstasy in my arms A silent melody through my palms A smooth chainsaw in my head A book that can’t be read Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive I don’t have faith anymore I don’t have a needle anymore I can’t fly so high anymore I can’t even feel myself, sore Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive III - Nothing Can Go Wrong Nothing can stop me now I’m confident, I’m sure about it all I’ve asked all the questions Removed all suspicions I feel happy I’m always smiling For once I can be myself for real It’s perfect, nothing can go wrong And in your head, you’ll hear this song And here I am, light shining from me The sun is bright, people smile I’m not lonely And here I am, on this highway Never felt that I could kill myself On such a beautiful day Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today I would never be able to get past these moments I crave for deliverence This highway is an endless territory of pain Should I call this life? And with the rain pouring outside Filling up gutters While I wish I could cut myself Bleed to death I don’t care anymore I don’t see why a failure should walk on I don’t care anymore I just want to stop thinking, quit breathing Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today No rest for the fout minded For the ones doomed and alone As a choice I am not and I would never be again And as I walk down this spiked path My spirit collapses because in the end I never felt so good So close to it Would it be right in the end that I am euphoric today? As I stay of the middle of this damn highway As I cut through all the obstacles to reach this wall And everyone looks at me My moment has come I would be at peace Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today |
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2. | Silence III | 17:44 | Show lyrics |
Light towards all me, over, alone Soulscared, torn apart, waiting I am, for what? Reason of all pails I can’t set, I’m over Waiting in line To write your own deceit Oh no I can’t see My eyes Night Sour Blackness of all Drain me from all light Drowning in your drapes I scream And hear none Oh night Deliver my soul from all which keeps me numb Grant me serenity and peace through your eternal silence Don’t try, avoid Silent, my sake for my love For love, daring outing all and all Out all Still away from this light And these fires Lighting my way are burning all my throat I can’t scream, only silence remains I crave for that pain I’ve felt before My eyes are sparkling red Destroyed my time I can’t see the lies, but I can feel the truth It all makes it all unbearable, this silence This silence that I despise Digging my tomb Redened eyes deep and blind Still away, away from this light Silence Shut it out Hurt your throat Scream again Silence Shut it out No voice shall be Silence Shut it out No noise will be heard Silence Shut it out Silence Silence |
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42:20 |
Same Old Silences
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Déhà | All instruments, Vocals |
Guest/Session | |
Dryáda | Vocals (track 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Déhà | Recording, Mixing, Mastering, Layout |
P. Magnus | Logo |
Arthur Kornovics | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Same Old Sufferings (I, II, III) | 24:36 | Show lyrics |
I - Revulsed Revulsed, consumed eyes Pouring little rain, and thousand of flies ’round Let me laugh at pain Never felt it so hard You only feel alive When you’re madly hurt Oh Hell, I am, I am alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Hundreds of crossroads lie in my head Rus hour everytime I can’t find my highway I just want to fly Fly over my own buildings Give my hand to the sky Sleeping in the arms of the wind And fly, and fly, and fly, so high Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can replay Alive My head is about to break Fuck the facts I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I can die today II - Highway So, I couldn’t find the highway Buildings around, places I can’t stay Faces again, see me here Faith that can only feel fear A cute golden ecstasy in my arms A silent melody through my palms A smooth chainsaw in my head A book that can’t be read Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive I don’t have faith anymore I don’t have a needle anymore I can’t fly so high anymore I can’t even feel myself, sore Delete my mind so I can change Remove my thoughts so I can stay Gimme the gun so I could change Gimme the gun so I could stay Alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive My head is about to break All is done now I am alive Never felt so good today I feel that I’ll die today Alive All is done now I am alive III - Nothing Can Go Wrong Nothing can stop me now I’m confident, I’m sure about it all I’ve asked all the questions Removed all suspicions I feel happy I’m always smiling For once I can be myself for real It’s perfect, nothing can go wrong And in your head, you’ll hear this song And here I am, light shining from me The sun is bright, people smile I’m not lonely And here I am, on this highway Never felt that I could kill myself On such a beautiful day Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today I would never be able to get past these moments I crave for deliverence This highway is an endless territory of pain Should I call this life? And with the rain pouring outside Filling up gutters While I wish I could cut myself Bleed to death I don’t care anymore I don’t see why a failure should walk on I don’t care anymore I just want to stop thinking, quit breathing Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today No rest for the fout minded For the ones doomed and alone As a choice I am not and I would never be again And as I walk down this spiked path My spirit collapses because in the end I never felt so good So close to it Would it be right in the end that I am euphoric today? As I stay of the middle of this damn highway As I cut through all the obstacles to reach this wall And everyone looks at me My moment has come I would be at peace Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today Alive Alive Never felt so good today I feel I can die today |
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2. | Silence III | 17:44 | Show lyrics |
Light towards all me, over, alone Soulscared, torn apart, waiting I am, for what? Reason of all pails I can’t set, I’m over Waiting in line To write your own deceit Oh no I can’t see My eyes Night Sour Blackness of all Drain me from all light Drowning in your drapes I scream And hear none Oh night Deliver my soul from all which keeps me numb Grant me serenity and peace through your eternal silence Don’t try, avoid Silent, my sake for my love For love, daring outing all and all Out all Still away from this light And these fires Lighting my way are burning all my throat I can’t scream, only silence remains I crave for that pain I’ve felt before My eyes are sparkling red Destroyed my time I can’t see the lies, but I can feel the truth It all makes it all unbearable, this silence This silence that I despise Digging my tomb Redened eyes deep and blind Still away, away from this light Silence Shut it out Hurt your throat Scream again Silence Shut it out No voice shall be Silence Shut it out No noise will be heard Silence Shut it out Silence Silence |
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