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Gestern mit den ersten Aufnahmen zu "Walking Ghost" begonnen. Ich hoffe, ich kann am Wochenende Gesangsaufnahmen zu den Anamnesia-Stücken nachlegen, damit das mal zum Ende kommt...

sjÁlfur 

Zeitlich reicht es bei mir momentan nicht zu Aufnahmen, aber es entstehen nach und nach neue Lieder in enuem Gewand, neues Songwriting, neue Ansätze... und neue Texte. Der erste Text von "Aerosol" zum Lied "Pripjat" ist jetzt mal soweit bearbeitet, dass er als erste Version veröffentlichungsbereit ist. Mehr neues... ja, demnächst... bestimmt. 

 

 

PRIPJAT

these eyes don't have a name
these eyes don't carry all the tears
that leak from your bones
are leaving the face

these faces don't have names
these faces carry all the scars
of a wounded machine
a wounded part
of a land

its broken existence
its lakes of radioactive tears
the trails of the children
of the hazy fog hunt the ions
and hunt their eyes
and run their riots
into the void

these lake-bound ruins
don't have much more than a name
a sermon existence
pripjat's dawn

these fragments of angels
mutated pieces of a riddle unsolved
a rush-hour fraction
frozen in time

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[refrain]
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and still you roam
where the scents of your
hometown dwell
'neath the cancer-well
crawling through the weed
in rain and sleet
and the grain prospects
where the white noise reacts

readjust concrete
and speed up the breed
circle hemispheres
drive the deer in ignorance
child of the sarcophagus
dig the dust of ages
overact the licks
erase '86
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this child doesn't have a name
this child can't bear the aftermath
afloat, agape, against
along the path

these hands don't try to heal
these hands just try to veil the facts
the waters came to rest
the water's shed

_________________________________
[refrain]
-------------------------
and still you roam
where the scents of your
hometown dwell
'neath the cancer-well
crawling through the weed
in rain and sleet
and the grain prospects
where the white noise reacts

readjust concrete
and speed up the breed
circle hemispheres
drive the deer in ignorance
child of the sarcophagus
dig the dust of ages
overact the licks
erase '86
_________________________________


florescent walls
in sarcophagus halls
a dimmed heartbeat
is groaning
in the endless corridors
of pripjat's morning

 

 

sjÁlfur 

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