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Intro
01:09
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Butterfly effect
02:41
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Victims of a secular mentality, we are still weak slaves of these darkest days. The flame stopped to burn a hundred years ago and our hearts are stopping too.
Betrayed lands from a long time are still not able to breathe waiting for another broken promise from the giants of the day.
While they are hiding themselves under a mask of self complacence,
we are reaching the end of the dream we used to live.
Infatuated, we follow the line of apathy and inability to change.
United by unremoved state of mind, we built together this new wasteland.
A thousand people died and no one really cares, killing each other in the name of progress, killing each other in the name of us.
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We have to make them blind, so they will enjoy what we transmit
The worst fables of the centuries in those empty screens.
Building false hopes and dreams of greatness, while we're becomin' poor and small
Ready-made personalities are sold for a few cents.
So sinkin' in an ocean of regardless emptiness
We are walking deads goin' out of time without a common sense
Dreamin' to become what we used to hate
Our popular, asphyxiating decay.
They are countin' the victims from the last battles
The desperates’ cemetery is becomin' bigger and bigger
So they are preparin' their stomach to eat us
meanwhile they entertain us.
I'm just wonderin' why, when it will be our turn?
Losin' houses, families, dignity,
brightness, integrity to preserve this (fucked up) system.
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Unchained
01:38
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We are dust in the desert,
a star in the universe,
a drop in the ocean,
a cloud in the sky.
All together we stay,
all together we share
these moments that don't make us surrender.
United to fight
against what blinds
the others from the real
our fucking world.
Chained in this reality
we try to escape from this prison that is us.
We are the demons of ourselves.
Let's move along this empty road
of our heart
and break down the 99 hundred millions barriers
to reach the end alive
conscious of what we had just
beaten down.
Through a door that reflects out image, our soul.
This is us
what we believe in
what we are giving to reach a higher state of mind
This is the reason we play,
we send messages through what we love the most.
It's music that let our inner fire burn
deeper and deeper in our hearts.
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Suggestions
01:00
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6. |
Li(f)e
02:07
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Here we are, the peak of a generation
Forgetful of the lesson our fathers once learned.
As we grow up supposed to live a life of ambition
We mature a sense of self satisfaction
That brings us to lose sight of the target, the real one
Alienating ourselves
Following the road of deception
This castle of sand is finally set up
What have we done?
Asking to myself, will this night come to an end for sleepers?
No for an answer, ‘til we allow to tease us these cheaters.
We spend our life waiting for someone to save us from the fall.
Then the light of the reason illuminates us
And we realize that we may walk different roads together
But sometimes it’s too late for salvation.
What comforts me is that we are only passing.
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The difference
01:03
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I suggest you to find a minute of your time and listen to these words.
So please, have a seat and let me introduce you these simple reflections of my own.
Do you remember the last time you were really proud of yourself?
Because I do.
I can remember every single face, every single fact, every single moment
spent spreading the best of me.
Are you sure to walk the same way with the head as high as me?
Because there’s no better feeling than looking each other in the eyes and realize
that the one of us can be safe and it’s not you.
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Through my eyes
02:55
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The constant change of emotions destroys every possibility of believing in decisions.
With what we want to live our life, following the expectations? We can't control everything.
In this common sense of living there's an ocean of indecisions, remorses and thoughts.
Thinking of what we've done is useless, what's done it's done.
A way out should be the one of leaving time flowing but the impatience of the waiting makes us do actions which we can bitterly repent for the rest of our lives.
Take what you believe in, don't betray the blood in your veins.
The heart pumps the truth of everyone, the head deceives us, what we hear is all a lie.
Believe yourself, don't be frightened to face your fears.
Take your time and wait for the moment when your sun will rise again.
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Alive
01:42
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I am what I think I am,
not what the others consider me or believe.
I would not be conditioned,
be strong
and self confident, it makes me go on with conviction.
See the others
always doing my best
and that weight on my shoulders I always lean it’s stillness, it’s a feather.
On the book of life I always add a pointed line
that makes me understand that what I've faced today
has been ended in the best way.
I am stronger than you
turning my back to the glass
I see another me,
frightened and afraid, that cannot give peace
I can't face everyone and everything.
And the weight makes me fall on my already broken knees,
surrendered
I bother how the others can judge me.
Every line ends with suspended points.
saying that there's no limit in troubles
I'm not trying to be what I am not
I’m trying to be what I am
I am myself.
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Echoes
02:35
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When the last sunbeam will hit my face our illusion will end in the darkness
It seems to be so far away but it’s close to us
An heartbreaking voice inside my soul, old memories in my head
This mirror of false identities comes out from the light of our eyes
Can I believe this? These empty words are falling and can’t stop
to forget our blames
But it’s not too late ‘til we are drowning in the unknown.
We are the echoes of dreams buried by reality.
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The Memory Italy
Basso Molise HC est. 2009. New album BRIDGES out 4.4.2015 on Indelirium records.
We have 2
previous albums, too. CALL IT A COMEBACK (Indelirium records, 2011) and EULOGY FOR A DEAD OCEAN (Indelirium records, 2013). Download 'em for free here.
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