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Sot Endins
01:16
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Sadness… The agreement inside,
overwrites the style of the destiny’ smile.
Lessons… There’s no doubt,
now I’ll walk straight through the long path of life.
Wound then, the malice of dumbness
Every step I rise approaches me to a fearless level
A desert at last, of emotion fade or cut
Laughing loud, in the name of night
Depression for the elders
In my tragedy the blood embraces
I can’t be afraid, I would be dead
Smile...
The smile of the sad ones
Let me...
Find the path of existence
From the red dawn to the intense fearless site
They... Promise me a land with a knowing extortion
I could never believe, in my coldness i’m rich
Then… I smile and sad stand
A sword on the eyes of God
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Life's Death Code
06:00
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Condemned!!! I have no strength
No certain path unconscious
Set, the breath of end
Become the law, the life’s death code
Cells… Its oppression smells
And brings so far my ego
Slay... The senseless chains
She waits behold... the dance
My constant claim... the horizon never was useless
I will stand!!! tireless
How many stupid things I let and learnt from the past
Blinded!!! Poor!!! Thrilled by the lie
While… I couldn’t enter... my darkness…
A throne in the night
My darkness... beyond!!!
The noisy throng!!!
Lonely!!! Cold!!! There’s no wall too high
Neither their end would advance...
My self delayed dusk
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El Palau Dels Plors
09:43
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Oh!!! Vella boira que camines
envoltada de records
i lloances de deriva
de la gorja treus el foc
d’on forges, el palau dels plors
Fredes brises avisen
que l’esmolada dalla encara talla
i frisa!!! Per encetar de nou la por
el roig condol
la venjança s’alça i no serà tardia
Esvaïdes les profundes ànsies de dolor
és moment per tancar ferides
El reflex de la teva sortida
no enderrocarà el palau dels plors
Mai... S’oblida l’enyorada rauxa
Mai... El seny et portarà la mort
Mai... No mai!!!
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In my last days, I feel the sense of life
Although I would reach remorse
I’m sure, I could not ever see the lost
Only writing these few words
I think my soul would flow as yours
The rain never felt as dense and warm
to make me decide to leave this world
So anguished but cold, I hear at last her voice
So help me disappear, from this deep senseless hole
Whitish forms, appearing across the clock
Beyond the rooms I found as safety folds
Shakily straight the steps to upper floors
deep inside my murders knock so loud
The suicide of those I meet and loved
At least I start the eerie path of blood
The spectre rise my shame
As moving old pictures of death
Myself grey landscape fell
As soon as beauty was slain
By greed, by pain….. with chains
I descend….. again!!!!
In a comfortable darkness
The whitish breath of end
make sure to kill myself
It seems to be so far when I forgot
the hours I stand apart of those
By greed!!! By pain!!!
I descend… Again!!!!
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L'Ombra De L'Adicció
06:21
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Vine amb mi, endinsa’t en un món de tèrbola esperança
On la por és renec i el fum és enyorança
Resta al teu parer ferir-te o seguir fort
No és només un joc es tracta de la mort
A la foscor, aspre i esmolada, no estic sol
En la estreta corda del meu dol
Pel silenci un marge a voluntat
En trencar el reflex banal de la ciutat
Oh!! verge udol, satisfet l’anhel de nou
Ara si és moment per dir
que ja n’hi ha prou, vull fruir tot sol
Creure en el misteri és encetar el camí
Això no es resoldrà si esperes el destí
Negra dama enlaira’t, fes un gest!!!
Un per què per viure el tot o res!!!
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Gebre
05:26
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Oh!!! Sento un plor, s’esmicola l’alba
El record de l’altre s’esvaeix, per la curta estada
Sona!!! La tornada d’ànimes tancades
Dins el cor roman, la raó preuada
Gebre!!!! No cerquis als records!!!
Gebre!!! De la nit em resta!!!
Gebre!!! Un esperit prou fort!!!
Oh!!! Mentres, la boira acompanya
Dóna’m nit, la foscor que em manca
Cerco el dolor gravat en pedra gebrada
Orgullós veig llunyà i fosc, el moment de vèncer
Els fets, els temors, d’ençà de néixer
Gebre!!!! No cerquis als records!!!
Gebre!!! De la nit em resta!!!
Gebre!!! Un esperit prou fort!!!
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I Tornà De Les Cendres
05:54
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Crits!!! Enllà de l’ombra els porta el vent escrits
Ressons emprats per recordar els vells crims
Que ben endins per doldre els tinc
Eixuta l’arma arriben temps sublims
Aquest terra treu del dol l’esperit
Del roig gravat al goig colpit
Només amb ferm oblit
Refaig l’esguard brandit
Al temps que l’au renova el foc,
I sola rememora el risc!!!
Només amb ferm oblit
Rebuig sonat de l’erm sentit
Al temps que l’au renova el foc,
I forta torna de les cendres!!!
Xiulen, espurnes cegues entre cingles
Paratges morts en temps de xiscles
El meu renec, el teu rugit
Sota l’ombra de les armes cerco el cim
Aquest mans preneren sang com vi per dir
Que el nostre anhel, és lliure i viu
“…I torna de les cendres
en un temps de mar de fons
ferma, per la corda estreta, l'au segur que aixeca el vol”
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Face the lies one day tried to blind you
And claim to those deny your part of wisdom
Feel the call and let it convince you
It seems to be the a new chance, to the inner freedom!!!
Is darkness what I wanted
Is darkness what I needed
Live!!! This narrow path
Live!!! The darkest sigh
Hills over the frightened city
Where falseness is left and still
being standing
The wall of old human behavior
The sense of blood and words
Seasons!!!! Scream!!!!
Wisdom!!! Words!!! To the inner sleep…
Bring a trip with knowledge
Would make for sure reside
The darkness on your side
To proudly rest in a cot of death
Should rise at least, your part from them
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Foscor Barcelona, Spain
FOSCOR (“Darkness”) hail from Catalonia, with a long artistic tradition with the fin de siècle style of Modernisme (Art
Noveau & Jugendstil).
Attracted to and build upon these foundations, they take inspiration from the morbid, decadent, and sick reflections on a rapidly changing society.
May darkness be tragic.
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