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Lengsel
Members | |
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John Robert Mjåland | Bass (1995-2000, 2006-2007, 2011) |
Member(bands): Mantric, Extol, Ganglion | |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Guitars (acoustic), Keyboards (1995-2000, 2006-2007, 2011) |
Member(bands): Bolivar, Mantric, Tims Familytree, Extol, Ganglion | |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals (1995-2000, 2006-2007, 2011) |
Member(bands): Mantric, Extol, Ganglion |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Lengsel | Demo | 1997 | Show album |
2 | Solace | Full-length | 2000 | Show album |
3 | The Kiss - The Hope | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
4 | Lengsel | Compilation | 2011 | Show album |
Lengsel
Members | |
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John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Guitars (acoustic), Keyboards |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
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1. | I det stille er det ér sterk | 04:31 | |
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2. | Vakker | 03:07 | |
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3. | Skjulte skatter | 03:54 | |
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4. | Pleasant Steps | ||
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5. | Inntil neste gang | 04:13 | |
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15:45 |
Solace
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 28th, 2000 | Endtime Productions | ENDCD05 | CD | Limited edition, Digipak |
March 28th, 2000 | Endtime Productions | ENDCD05 | CD | |
2000 | Solid State Records | SS29/TND1170 | CD | |
October 2000 | Black Sun Records | BS20 | CD | |
2011 | Endtime Productions | ENDLP05 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
February 28th, 2017 | Endtime Productions | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Engineering, Mixing |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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The Kiss - The Hope
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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December 1st, 2006 | Whirlwind Records | WW 009 | CD | |
November 5th, 2017 | Independent | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Jhonny | Samples, Sounds, Guitars |
Bolivar | Drums, Eggs, Tambourine |
Tor | Vocals, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Ilkka Viitasalo | Vocals |
Feed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tor | Producer, Mixing |
Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
The Optimist | Artwork |
Kim | Photography |
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1. | An Anonymous Phone-Call and a Dead Line | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Sudden darkness silences them all in broad daylight a simple irregularity is all it takes for them to lose focus, balance and control a friendly pat on the back would seriously tip them over and knock them flat out of breath they seem so fragile and lost filled with a strange mixture of fear, fascination and anticipation all due to this unusual approach of the phenomena this unexpected visit to the earth they search the ground with their open-mouthed stares hoping that somewhere signs of movement will unveil their shadows slide forward from behind and dive into their mouths down they glide like liquid licking their tongues dry leaving a dryness in the throat which prevents speech only their eyes enable them to communicate and speak their collective mind no words but the frightening white in their eyes on black papery background twinkling and turning blinking and burning bewildered yet excited building up the tension just for the thrill of it partaking in the madness soon ready to burst from within waiting and listening like in a slow dream for the voice of someone special the deliberate and anonymous phonecall where every sound has a deeper meaning attached and the background in itself is a whole other world the electrical silence followed by the the mechanical click which indicates a deAD line heavy winds finally knock them over with a crack gradually they stumble back onto their feet as if out of a trance back into a life of normalcy where they raise their umbrellas high to avoid the horizontal rain flushing over fighting their smallest steps they continue to hide their heads despite this incident they go on in the same orderly fashion down the trail they first came with the exactly same destination in mind not until the sun reappears will they notice that their shadows and eyelashes are far gone |
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2. | Hell Calls Hell | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
Hell calls Hell Like death calls on the circled cross Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like death calls on earth Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like the serpent crawls through the crust Hell calls Hell Like the burning bells ring in Abyss Where O death is your victory? Where is your sting of death? Shards of the scorching sun Swallowed whole in victory |
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3. | Miss S.C. | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
these nightlife peacocks, so filled up with tears it runs out their ears still smiling stiffly, still shouting helplessly, trying to make expressions of euphoria convince their innerself and become real, become expressions of reality their loud laughter makes me wanna cry, as it sounds to me more like ’oh God, please let me die’ happy singing with empty eyes, cold kisses and desperate sex trying to kill it all away with comfort poison, an escape by chemicals to escape this shallow prison of superficiality, vanity and dead colors longing to be loved without makeup and high heels, without funny jokes and approved opinions, sexy walks and confident attitude i wish they knew that they are and what they are |
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4. | Åndenød - The Easy Kill | 01:55 | |
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5. | Tales of Lost Love | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
tales of lost love lost, not because it was bound to, not lust mistaken for love, not a fake image that faded nor helpless attempts to project vague, inner pictures of love and its possible potential but true tales of lost, true love that slipped through someones fingers, though not by accident, as the fingers were filled with regret from the moment they started to spread such tales make me wanna knock myself unconscious |
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6. | A Little Less to Heal | 04:51 | |
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7. | Eternal Seven | 02:26 | Show lyrics |
I no longer draw circles the way I used to do, I simply mark the centre and close my eyes instead. My soul finds comfort this way, as five and twelve are brought together and eternity provided. My hands are imperfect and cannot possibly match the works of Giotto, but even a circle such as his loses its power if the centre is misplaced, thus soulless. |
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8. | The Warm Water Chaseway | 03:23 | |
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9. | Angels in America | 03:01 | |
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10. | The Pale People | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
the wax sensation cultivated alienation like swarming bees are the pale people robed in plastic fiber wings lowered sails, roaring wind ambition melting down sticky, wet alien-eyes the loss of a generation deprived and detached from divinity an era of insolence the crowded head and broken heart the fallen flesh and wants at hand oh but the number! thousands upon thousands corpus torn asunder |
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11. | Avec toi | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
eternity I cannot escape the mermaids in the water the dove in my mind already tearing my soul asunder I long for resolution there’s a blinding light coming from my head go see for yourself the burning angels wrought undead the man with mended horns invites me home I am dead to this world and all that it holds the threshold of hope lies on the path of the light the sun is setting and the moon is not waiting the world will go on when I..m all lost and far gone always the same old song keeping right from wrong the true light will dawn on friend and foe alike you’ll always be the answer and I know it has be this way ..cause if You dissolve I will lose shape a well of hope cast in the mirrored light |
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46:25 |
Lengsel
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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October 2011 | Independent | CD | Limited edition | |
June 9th, 2018 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
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1. | Premonitions | 01:02 | |
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2. | The World Monotone (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:34 | |
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3. | Hours (Endless Studios Mix) | 07:52 | |
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4. | The Fountain | 03:19 | |
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5. | Stille Dualisme (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:43 | |
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6. | Opaque (Endless Studios Mix) | 04:59 | |
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7. | I det stille er det en sterk (demo) | 07:39 | |
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8. | Vakker (demo) | 03:54 | |
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9. | Skjulte skatter (demo) | 04:22 | |
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10. | Inntil neste gang (demo) | 03:44 | |
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11. | Tåre (promo) | 07:20 | |
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12. | Avmakt (promo) | 07:18 | |
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13. | The Man of Sorrows | 03:08 | |
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01:07:54 |
Solace
Members | |
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Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tore Ylwizaker | Engineering, Mixing |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
Solace
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
Solace
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
Solace
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
Solace
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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Side B | |||
5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
Solace
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
John Robert Mjåland | Bass |
Ole Halvard Sveen | Drums, Keyboards, Guitars (acoustic) |
Tor Magne Glidje | Guitars, Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tore Ylwizaker | Mixing, Engineering |
Børge Finstad | Mixing |
Marie Sveen Staahl | Artwork |
Samuel Durling | Executive producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Solace | 01:04 | Show lyrics |
Come comfort me ... soon now covering, calm distortion |
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2. | Revival | 06:15 | Show lyrics |
Again I stare without really being able to -illusions The verity terrifies the dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand whether the dreams create the scruples or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith and then kiss its forehead uncertain slavering This inner depression is a sort of religious (apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim, Hand out the water to those who thirst |
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3. | Opaque | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
I know it is dark outside but I bear not face it alone I compose a picture within a golden frame - black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare to the distant sound of musical silence But somehow they lower in a pool - all wet and obscure And I see this face as a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes they are watching me and so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this this duplicity this lack of self-devotion this classical cliché os a song |
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4. | Hours | 07:05 | Show lyrics |
I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I can always change everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours is a blessing, embracing insanity - I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desprately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream - No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues this dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine |
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5. | Coat of Arms | 05:58 | Show lyrics |
Horrific death, you are closing in on me circling slightly towards the center of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you keep you in sight from a distance and join in the carousel movements afraid, awed beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither wait for your horrid hands to extend and touch my white-stained arms of love |
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6. | Stille dualisme | 05:47 | Show lyrics |
Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden |
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7. | The World Monotone | 06:20 | Show lyrics |
Remove the tears and the thrill they give and melancholy (melancholy) will become a burden rather than a strength devastates me divides me Among gods I crawl in a condition forced upon me freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes so that the inner well may drain away and my visit stand visible before me Restless I realize what I have summoned hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one |
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8. | Avmakt | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Vind vær min Herre Du er Vind vær min Herre Du er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet PARALYSIS Wind be my Lord You are Wind be my Lord You are You take me (tear me) away From this world’s My emptiness I can nothing do I’m moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I / always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows |
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43:19 |
The Kiss - The Hope
Members | |
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Band members | |
Jhonny | Samples, Sounds, Guitars |
Bolivar | Drums, Eggs, Tambourine |
Tor | Vocals, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Ilkka Viitasalo | Vocals |
Feed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tor | Producer, Mixing |
Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
The Optimist | Artwork |
Kim | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | An Anonymous Phone-Call and a Dead Line | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Sudden darkness silences them all in broad daylight a simple irregularity is all it takes for them to lose focus, balance and control a friendly pat on the back would seriously tip them over and knock them flat out of breath they seem so fragile and lost filled with a strange mixture of fear, fascination and anticipation all due to this unusual approach of the phenomena this unexpected visit to the earth they search the ground with their open-mouthed stares hoping that somewhere signs of movement will unveil their shadows slide forward from behind and dive into their mouths down they glide like liquid licking their tongues dry leaving a dryness in the throat which prevents speech only their eyes enable them to communicate and speak their collective mind no words but the frightening white in their eyes on black papery background twinkling and turning blinking and burning bewildered yet excited building up the tension just for the thrill of it partaking in the madness soon ready to burst from within waiting and listening like in a slow dream for the voice of someone special the deliberate and anonymous phonecall where every sound has a deeper meaning attached and the background in itself is a whole other world the electrical silence followed by the the mechanical click which indicates a deAD line heavy winds finally knock them over with a crack gradually they stumble back onto their feet as if out of a trance back into a life of normalcy where they raise their umbrellas high to avoid the horizontal rain flushing over fighting their smallest steps they continue to hide their heads despite this incident they go on in the same orderly fashion down the trail they first came with the exactly same destination in mind not until the sun reappears will they notice that their shadows and eyelashes are far gone |
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2. | Hell Calls Hell | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
Hell calls Hell Like death calls on the circled cross Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like death calls on earth Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like the serpent crawls through the crust Hell calls Hell Like the burning bells ring in Abyss Where O death is your victory? Where is your sting of death? Shards of the scorching sun Swallowed whole in victory |
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3. | Miss S.C. | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
these nightlife peacocks, so filled up with tears it runs out their ears still smiling stiffly, still shouting helplessly, trying to make expressions of euphoria convince their innerself and become real, become expressions of reality their loud laughter makes me wanna cry, as it sounds to me more like ’oh God, please let me die’ happy singing with empty eyes, cold kisses and desperate sex trying to kill it all away with comfort poison, an escape by chemicals to escape this shallow prison of superficiality, vanity and dead colors longing to be loved without makeup and high heels, without funny jokes and approved opinions, sexy walks and confident attitude i wish they knew that they are and what they are |
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4. | Åndenød - The Easy Kill | 01:55 | |
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5. | Tales of Lost Love | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
tales of lost love lost, not because it was bound to, not lust mistaken for love, not a fake image that faded nor helpless attempts to project vague, inner pictures of love and its possible potential but true tales of lost, true love that slipped through someones fingers, though not by accident, as the fingers were filled with regret from the moment they started to spread such tales make me wanna knock myself unconscious |
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6. | A Little Less to Heal | 04:51 | |
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7. | Eternal Seven | 02:26 | Show lyrics |
I no longer draw circles the way I used to do, I simply mark the centre and close my eyes instead. My soul finds comfort this way, as five and twelve are brought together and eternity provided. My hands are imperfect and cannot possibly match the works of Giotto, but even a circle such as his loses its power if the centre is misplaced, thus soulless. |
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8. | The Warm Water Chaseway | 03:23 | |
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9. | Angels in America | 03:01 | |
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10. | The Pale People | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
the wax sensation cultivated alienation like swarming bees are the pale people robed in plastic fiber wings lowered sails, roaring wind ambition melting down sticky, wet alien-eyes the loss of a generation deprived and detached from divinity an era of insolence the crowded head and broken heart the fallen flesh and wants at hand oh but the number! thousands upon thousands corpus torn asunder |
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11. | Avec toi | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
eternity I cannot escape the mermaids in the water the dove in my mind already tearing my soul asunder I long for resolution there’s a blinding light coming from my head go see for yourself the burning angels wrought undead the man with mended horns invites me home I am dead to this world and all that it holds the threshold of hope lies on the path of the light the sun is setting and the moon is not waiting the world will go on when I..m all lost and far gone always the same old song keeping right from wrong the true light will dawn on friend and foe alike you’ll always be the answer and I know it has be this way ..cause if You dissolve I will lose shape a well of hope cast in the mirrored light |
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46:25 |
The Kiss - The Hope
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Jhonny | Samples, Sounds, Guitars |
Bolivar | Drums, Eggs, Tambourine |
Tor | Vocals, Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Ilkka Viitasalo | Vocals |
Feed | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Tor | Producer, Mixing |
Patrick W. Engel | Mastering |
The Optimist | Artwork |
Kim | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | An Anonymous Phone-Call and a Dead Line | 08:03 | Show lyrics |
Sudden darkness silences them all in broad daylight a simple irregularity is all it takes for them to lose focus, balance and control a friendly pat on the back would seriously tip them over and knock them flat out of breath they seem so fragile and lost filled with a strange mixture of fear, fascination and anticipation all due to this unusual approach of the phenomena this unexpected visit to the earth they search the ground with their open-mouthed stares hoping that somewhere signs of movement will unveil their shadows slide forward from behind and dive into their mouths down they glide like liquid licking their tongues dry leaving a dryness in the throat which prevents speech only their eyes enable them to communicate and speak their collective mind no words but the frightening white in their eyes on black papery background twinkling and turning blinking and burning bewildered yet excited building up the tension just for the thrill of it partaking in the madness soon ready to burst from within waiting and listening like in a slow dream for the voice of someone special the deliberate and anonymous phonecall where every sound has a deeper meaning attached and the background in itself is a whole other world the electrical silence followed by the the mechanical click which indicates a deAD line heavy winds finally knock them over with a crack gradually they stumble back onto their feet as if out of a trance back into a life of normalcy where they raise their umbrellas high to avoid the horizontal rain flushing over fighting their smallest steps they continue to hide their heads despite this incident they go on in the same orderly fashion down the trail they first came with the exactly same destination in mind not until the sun reappears will they notice that their shadows and eyelashes are far gone |
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2. | Hell Calls Hell | 03:53 | Show lyrics |
Hell calls Hell Like death calls on the circled cross Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like death calls on earth Hell calls Hell Like sharp bells sound throughout the abyss Invoke the voice That creeps like a lion In the wilderness The lamb Hell calls Hell Like the serpent crawls through the crust Hell calls Hell Like the burning bells ring in Abyss Where O death is your victory? Where is your sting of death? Shards of the scorching sun Swallowed whole in victory |
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3. | Miss S.C. | 03:49 | Show lyrics |
these nightlife peacocks, so filled up with tears it runs out their ears still smiling stiffly, still shouting helplessly, trying to make expressions of euphoria convince their innerself and become real, become expressions of reality their loud laughter makes me wanna cry, as it sounds to me more like ’oh God, please let me die’ happy singing with empty eyes, cold kisses and desperate sex trying to kill it all away with comfort poison, an escape by chemicals to escape this shallow prison of superficiality, vanity and dead colors longing to be loved without makeup and high heels, without funny jokes and approved opinions, sexy walks and confident attitude i wish they knew that they are and what they are |
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4. | Åndenød | 01:55 | |
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5. | Tales of Lost Love | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
tales of lost love lost, not because it was bound to, not lust mistaken for love, not a fake image that faded nor helpless attempts to project vague, inner pictures of love and its possible potential but true tales of lost, true love that slipped through someones fingers, though not by accident, as the fingers were filled with regret from the moment they started to spread such tales make me wanna knock myself unconscious |
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6. | A Little Less to Heal | 04:51 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
7. | Eternal Seven | 02:26 | Show lyrics |
I no longer draw circles the way I used to do, I simply mark the centre and close my eyes instead. My soul finds comfort this way, as five and twelve are brought together and eternity provided. My hands are imperfect and cannot possibly match the works of Giotto, but even a circle such as his loses its power if the centre is misplaced, thus soulless. |
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8. | The Warm Water Chaseway | 03:23 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
9. | Angels in America | 03:01 | |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
10. | The Pale People | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
the wax sensation cultivated alienation like swarming bees are the pale people robed in plastic fiber wings lowered sails, roaring wind ambition melting down sticky, wet alien-eyes the loss of a generation deprived and detached from divinity an era of insolence the crowded head and broken heart the fallen flesh and wants at hand oh but the number! thousands upon thousands corpus torn asunder |
|||
11. | Avec toi | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
eternity I cannot escape the mermaids in the water the dove in my mind already tearing my soul asunder I long for resolution there’s a blinding light coming from my head go see for yourself the burning angels wrought undead the man with mended horns invites me home I am dead to this world and all that it holds the threshold of hope lies on the path of the light the sun is setting and the moon is not waiting the world will go on when I..m all lost and far gone always the same old song keeping right from wrong the true light will dawn on friend and foe alike you’ll always be the answer and I know it has be this way ..cause if You dissolve I will lose shape a well of hope cast in the mirrored light |
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46:25 |
Lengsel
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1. | Premonitions | 01:02 | |
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2. | The World Monotone (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:34 | |
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3. | Hours (Endless Studios Mix) | 07:52 | |
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4. | The Fountain | 03:19 | |
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5. | Stille Dualisme (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:43 | |
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6. | Opaque (Endless Studios Mix) | 04:59 | |
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7. | I det stille er det en sterk (demo) | 07:39 | |
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8. | Vakker (demo) | 03:54 | |
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9. | Skjulte skatter (demo) | 04:22 | |
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10. | Inntil neste gang (demo) | 03:44 | |
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11. | Tåre (promo) | 07:20 | |
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12. | Avmakt (promo) | 07:18 | |
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13. | The Man of Sorrows | 03:08 | |
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1. | Premonitions | 01:02 | |
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2. | The World Monotone (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:34 | |
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3. | Hours (Endless Studios Mix) | 07:52 | |
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4. | The Fountain | 03:19 | |
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5. | Stille Dualisme (Endless Studios Mix) | 06:43 | |
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6. | Opaque (Endless Studios Mix) | 04:59 | |
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7. | I det stille er det en sterk (demo) | 07:39 | |
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8. | Vakker (demo) | 03:54 | |
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9. | Skjulte skatter (demo) | 04:22 | |
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10. | Inntil neste gang (demo) | 03:44 | |
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11. | Tåre (promo) | 07:20 | |
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12. | Avmakt (promo) | 07:18 | |
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13. | The Man of Sorrows | 03:08 | |
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