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Consciousness
07:30
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There's no real beginning until you are aware, aware of the end... we promise ourselves to find different faiths, we sacrifice ourselves and then get lost in a single breath. Do you still believe in this bleak landscape of dust? Surrounded by vultures we follow the rules of a game that does not belong to us... not in this world you'll find what you're looking for... not in this world, you'll find what you're, suspended between elements and breath you find what you are only in yourself, that distant storm is you, you are the opposites that collide... find a different form of you, of the universe... rebuild yourself... we sacrifice ourselves? Nothing is for nothing, we collide between what we're and what we will.
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The Fall
06:14
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I extend myself into a bundle of light, I go all over this land that smells of fallen senses that we will never resume? The time lost to follow the desires of ourselves, we cannot change the destiny born to desire distant things, you can look through the destiny your desire is breathe the new day... destroy arrivals to change them in departures, all of us follow the fashion of self destruction... all becomes nothing when don't choose becomes your choice becomes everything is the choice... now I'm without breath... no strength to continue to run... a chase of faces in the mirror that lead you to lose the roles, lose the roles of who follows and of who chases. I extend myself, slow images of me are vanishing, and if I weren't anything else than the distance between me and myself that I chase? Dismantled in pieces, pieces that compose this distance, I cannot look for myself until I won't have collected fragments of me, I never touched that car, I never touched that ground, I hugged myself, I loved myself, I hate myself!
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Time
07:12
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And you feel a sense of mastery over your life... but it's only the false illusion of waves and ocean, I lose my role when I feel the time on my face and any distance we live is delayed... as the lights of distant suns, that are dead even if we perceive them... as the waves that never touch until it is their time... try to find a different scream... that delete this one. I never asked to be one step ahead of my life, I just want to to stop to run. Trying to kill the monster of time to satisfy the haste of these damned days. I lose my role when I feel the time on my face and any distance we live is delayed by a time that is not ours. Try to overtake the light of this sun to call it again just star, to call it again just star! Trying to kill the monster of time to satisfy the haste of these damned days!
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The End
05:02
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All that remains is a look suspended in time, in a world where the actions are the only reality, I choose to move while the distances decrease. I sink deeply, into my memories, I suffer, love, hate, a time that breaks the feelings. Nothing can scratch my soul, but Now I'm feeling so bad, I apologize to my eyes... can not go back, remain, eyeless, I can not turn back from you (tear my eyes, and everything with them) faces, time, actions, heartbeats, glances, pain, a life that confuses my senses, lose the sense between the end and the beginning. Eyeless, I apologize to my eyes if I was bad. I can not turn back from you, I will not come back to me. Tear my eyes, and everything with them, I lose you, I lose myself, I can not turn back from you, I will not come back to me. I suffer, love, put an end to the noises.
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La Fin Milan, Italy
La Fin is a metal band based in Italy. Their sound is a massive mix of various extreme metal influences with many layers thanks to three distinct guitars, weaved with heavy bass lines upon ruthless and introspective atmospheric parts combined together. The wide dynamic range relies on the explorations of a fearless rhythmic section and on the distinctive, primal yet bitterish role of vocals. ... more
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