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Prelude - A thought
03:18
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There is a lack of visión in humanity
We are made to stay where we feel safe, keeping us from the potential dangers outside
So we quickly become confortable in a cage
We choose to miss all the wonders and all the pain, all the freedom and its inconvenients
We prefer not to rebuild our mental structures or question our morality and our truths
This way we survived till today
We don't have to be told to follow or to never question the way we live, the way we think, we prefer not to do it
And if we do it, It’s just speculation, we quickly bury our inquiries under the next thing we have to do in our day
It’s easier to go on
It’s more comfortable
I did It myself
I still do
But you know? I cannot stop thinking about the idea of a day where every single human being chooses to live freely, morally
Get rid of this survival instinct that makes us live in confort, marking differences among us, drawing hate, discord and dominance between us
Being afraid of choosing, risking life for happiness
They have all the instruments to destroy us all before we can reach our goal
They'll bury the Earth before we'll take the reins of our future
Sad to say, It would probably be the last human generation on Earth, but what a great farewell to mankind
Better for sure than what our future has for us
No more barbarism
The story of humanity begins with its own destruction
Or maybe you think it’s worth keeping an animal alive only because being imprisoned is the only way for them to survive?
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2. |
To Wither
03:26
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I raise with the morning
I fall with the dawn
And all the in between space
I just try to go on
I learnt to go on
I broke my fingers
Hanging on the highest peak
I lost my voice
Crawling to my furthest dear
And I still raise with the morning
And I fall with the dawn
Spread all your sin
Along the surface of Earth
For they will rise with the morning
They will fall with the dawn
And all the in between space
They will try to go on
They’ll just learn to go on
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I'll take strength from you
Enough to fill me
Although there is nothing I can give you
I will move around you
(Te rondaré)
Let me drag you to decay
(Don’t you feel pity for me?)
Bring my bones against yours
Bury your dusty lungs
Make your mind blight
Into this shadow I can only bring to you
Let me be the worm that eats your flesh
Let me be the worm that eats your flesh
Let me be the worm that ends your flesh
And if you cut the liaison
You will dilute with me
There's nothing, nothing more to feel here.
There's nothing more to feel here
Who told you
Who told you you can't be?
(¿Quién te dijo que no podías ser?)
Who told you you can't be?
(¿Quién te dijo que no podías estar?)
By my side
(A mi lado)
And stay with me
(Y estar conmigo)
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4. |
The Haunting Dark
03:25
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I was once so afraid of you
That I tended to think you were never gone
And I kept dreaming of another chance
But you just impregnated everything I cared about
Morning sunrise came with nervousness and fear
Uncertainty of what's to come
I was once so afraid of you.
I guess it never went that far away.
Soon I had no space to hide
I became the spreader of dark
Finally after a while you came back
Then I drown
What a thickness you brought with you
Little chance of survive
Too much sleep and to much attitude
Too much time to avoid
I was teared apart
Dismembered, broken heart
Useless and decimated
What a fuking disaster I was
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You know, iIve been broken since the beginning
Since your beginning
But i've never met anything else, so...
I don't know. I've always thought being broken is what I am
It's in my nature
Maybe It is not
Maybe It looms out from my relation to you
Maybe you ask me to be broken, so politely I barely understand what I am agreeing to
Maybe you require from me to be broken
Maybe you break me just by being, no further intentions
But... I think all this come together
You're so perfect aesthetically no one notices the rottenness inside you
And few people know anything better to truly see that darkness
Few people notice the illusion
You make us feel like we are the darkness that infects you
But it is you
I see It clearly now
It has always been you
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6. |
Phantom Violence
05:11
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I mourn for the days you were whole
I mourn for the days you were home
The pieces you left
Feel like broken sounds of you.
Taste like broken mourns of blue.
I long for the time you were whole,
I long for the moment of dawn.
The things I forgot,
Are the sweetest songs of gloom.
Are the bitter tears of doom.
Take your disorders away,
For my paper nails can’t tear them astray.
I encroach in the holes they feed, wet,
While they still bleed.
Gallow of anxiety came to me so true
In the strands of morning gloom.
I mourn for the days you were whole,
I mourn for the days you were home,
The pieces you left,
Feel like broken sounds of you.
Taste like broken mourns of blue.
Gallow of anxiety came to me so true
To feel save and sheltered,
Glad and protected
In the most harmful fear
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Gold
04:09
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I’m
Buring you under the pains of the future
Making space in the past
Covering shadows with new bigger ones
Drowning fears in a sea of comfort
While I pray the sun is following me home
Keeping the dust from my fingers
Waiting till shines like it’s gold
But it 's not
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8. |
Postlude - A vanishing
02:26
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The Slaughter Daughter Barcelona, Spain
The Slaughter Daughter is the project of Celia Bernal, a Barcelona based singer-songwriter. Her haunting songs, explore a
wide range of musical perspectives dyed in gloom, darkness and electronic infused compositions.
Her lyric and conceptual universe pictures wretched inner landscapes of violence and pain, introducing a self experience that is acknowledge to be a collective one.
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