1. |
Blue moon in aquarius
03:52
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Dressed with a piece of the sky,
we have the sixth sense
We’re clean and limpid
Dragon’s blood incense
Oh goddess oh horned god, you hold our life
Inside this circle of rocks
we won’t cause offense
In our mobile temple
mysteries will commence
Oh goddess oh horned god,
calm and strife
We charge our tools with the moonshine
and tie up body and soul with twine
Air my breath, Earth my flesh,
scarlet water runs in my veins
Fire is setting my mind alight
Sensations teach us ancestral things
The world’s vibrating, divine bells and strings
Blue moon, you’re the mirror of our evolution
Blue moon, dark and light adaptation
And when we’re looking at stars,
we’re not looking into the past
Energies are rising up!
We’re pushing the envelope!
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2. |
Wait for
03:50
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I dream you blow the lid off your crush
Please don’t laugh, don’t twist the knife
You’ll forget her if you leave in a rush
Three years are nothing in a life
Oh I need to get things clear in my head,
You know take a break and write.
You disturbed my sensory system
I can’t contain this appetite
You tell you don’t want to hurt me
But you don’t want to hurt yourself
And I’m crying, and I’m crying, and I’m crying
I don’t want to wait for
I don’t want to wait for your love
You kiss me
You touch me
You taste me
You take me
It’s the sound of your name when you’re not there
It’s the pressure of your lips
It’s the truth when you say that I’m rare
It’s this young and pure bliss
Oh I feel you lie through omission
Silences echo like alarms
But all these things give me affection
And I can’t renounce your arms
You tell you don’t want to lose me
But you don’t want to lose yourself
And I’m crying, and I’m crying, and I’m crying
I don’t want to wait for
I don’t want to wait for your love
You kiss me
You touch me
You taste me
You take me
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3. |
In the water
05:09
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You know what?
He found
me in moving waters
Leeches on skin
, algae in hair, hair, hair
Lying on the pebbles
connected to the swaying sky
I fed the yang, I am the yin, the yin, eh eh eh
My church is a torrent,
Truth has a strong current
It's more than folklore
Ohh I fall
He grew with the hounds
but he scorned the hunter
His kith and kin are birds and hares, hares, hares
He felt strange and thirsty
He dragged me away from the elements
to show me to his parents
I love you but I will die,
I love you but I will dry out
My church is a torrent
Truth has a strong current
It's more than folklore
Ohh I fall
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4. |
December 23
03:52
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Working and the week-end enhancing the dreams
Let sleeping dogs lie
Let the moon choose her child
Midnight ghosts
light human carcasses
Ambitions stillborn ... they see
Some dry lips kissed my hands
two nights before Christmas
Distortion of my shape, a time warp, it’s too late
All I’ve done is vain, all I’ve done is….
Midnight ghosts
will make a feast of my ashes
Faith is time-worn...they see
Some dry lips kissed my hands
two nights before Christmas
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5. |
5x5
04:02
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The barriers between dimensions
are weak but we are strong
We’re heading for the front line
We faced alpha males oppression
We survived the teen years...
Sunnydale and Columbine.
Night after night
I grow and I think about the potentials
All the women can rock
all over this sick sad world
We never turn the other cheek
We aren’t frightened chicks
Blondie could you hit them for me?
Free your inner drives!
I am,
I am
I‘m the object of your tensions
Another slayer activated me
but it’s fine!
All I want is exaltation!
Perhaps to disappear?
is his heart better than mine?!
I am Faith, you’ re the chosen one
Sometimes I’m perfect too
I inhale to a count of three
Bravery comes to the fore
I am unique, I am sexy
I am five by five!
I came in your holy body
This risky remedy
sent shivers down my spine
It tasted like self rejection
My tragedy was clear
There’s only one anodyne
I’ll protect each and everyone
,
fight against myself too
I will surpass my history
and burn the archives
Night after night
I grow and I think about the potentials
All the women can rock,
you’re not the only one in the world
We can’t deny
I can’t slay by your side
My way, my way : from darkness to light
Darkness to light!
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6. |
You don't love
02:56
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We can’t trust you boy
Mel tried and Nina cried
You’re pleased when you destroy
Your life is a game of chess
You take queens and uncrown them
But me, I’m a sorceress
You want to control pain,
pleasure and desire
If not, will you stand the strain?
Poor guy, you’re so lonely,
prisoner of your own brain
I’ll hurt you until you feel
It’s my policy, I never undress my mind
And I hide in the daily-grind
It’s my policy, I never undress my mind
And I hide in the daily-grind
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7. |
Let him decide
03:02
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To choose is to lose innocence
Every turning she takes has a consequence
She’s weaving her joy and her pain
She made her world anything but profane
She’s standing alone in the storm
Why did she moved and changed her form?
There’s solitude beyond the norm
There is knowledge in the dead zone
Let him decide...
Let him decide
Burn the witch! Burn the witch!
Trial by ordeal… Trial by ordeal…
No regret no taste for the lies
She needn’t lullabies and alibis
It’s wrong she never tried to mesmerize
It’s true she can see through the snakes eyes
Let him decide...
Let him decide
Burn the witch! Burn the witch!
Trial by ordeal… Trial by ordeal…
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8. |
Placenta
04:28
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if I
if I wear a veil
mind’s eyes see him in details
We are more than real twins
He has my fingerprints
He came before I’m born
He’ll stay when I’m gone
I know neither his plan
nor where it all began
He seems to be the successful son
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He takes everything under the sun!
He hid and watched when I
was struggling against the umbilical snake
It’s dusk, my boy, or maybe it’s dawn
What’s the difference, boy?
Focus on the light
He was the threat from inside
I was scared of outside
I feel mortified
What’s the difference boy?
You’re still living in a placenta
His leftovers will never be my treasures
Ohh please leave me now
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9. |
Last trip baby
03:26
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J’ai
de grands yeux froids,
Deux grands yeux pales
J’ignore mes sœurs qui râlent,
qui se meurent
lentement
dans leurs pétales
Ma face
est en plâtre
Ma face sans code
Je fuis la peur, je fraude
Je fous mon cœur
lâchement
aux antipodes
J’ai
la bouche qui mord,
la bouche qui tord
les mots et leurs accords
La saveur
du sens
me réconforte
Mon corps
est en terre,
mon corps bien seul
Les rêves sont mon linceul
Ils sont mon monde
Qu’ils mentent
autant qu’ils veulent
I cleared out my chest
What could you wrest from a specter?
Drips of his soul maybe?
Fear, guilt and shame are stuck in freeze frame
I’m light for my last trip, baby
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10. |
Hollows
03:55
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I am the snail shell
Infinity dwells
in the loved child
Alma Matter, Alma
Perfect, bright and dark
She’s the lighter and the spark
Oh I always forget what my name is
Mama sait, Mama sait
I versify and ask spiders to whisper it in my ears
The spiral is moving, it’s still soothing
If I’m lost it has no meaning
Mother says
You’re not there
You’re everywhere
You’re your own way
Hollows are sacred wells
They shelter the essence of each spell
My will glows in hollows, glows in hollows
Oh I always forget what my age is
Mama sait, Mama sait
I stratify my mask and blur the layers with blood and tears
Mama est le cycle sans fin
The spiral is moving, it’s still soothing
If I’m old it has no meaning
Mother says:
There’s no time
No finish line
You are Always
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VERTEBRE Rennes, France
Post punk, Dark wave, electro rock
Ron Kring: singer, composer, writer.
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