St. Joseph Part. II

I burned my heart
An old scenery
And now I have shakes all over me
An old cold n’ dead bone in my arms

It burns me every time I kneel and pray
A bell and a reflection of my face:
This outfit allows you to see the pain inside of your body

St. Joseph, make rain my tears
Look back breathe in your first kiss
It tastes like the rust I snuff to get some joy please...

St. Joseph, make rain my tears
Look back breathe in your first years
It tastes like rehab for your eyes and now I’m lost...

December is here, there’s no snow to clean
This land is dry, not an American dream
Make me a good boy drowning in a sea of gasoline
Forever damned where my demons dwell
A chain of suffering, seven days of hell
And a fix to survive Christmas eve, a bitter spell

St. Joseph, make rain my tears
Look back breathe in your first kiss
It tastes like the rust I snuff to get some joy please...

St. Joseph, make rain my tears
Look back breathe in your first years
It tastes like rehab for your eyes and now I’m lost...

St. Joseph Pt.2

2022 - St. Joseph Pt. 2

Na Sacada


O vento sopra as folhas secas muito tortas
O sopro da cidade, ser poeira é ser
Naquele apartamento boca cheia cospe
Não pisa em lata velha só quer maldizer 
Nesse covil só tem vez pra cretino

O Carro grande e bom semblante de fachada 
Sirene à força ecoa e te faz correr
São quatro da manhã quatro carrascos dormem
É meio dia, é hora de matar pra ver
Nesse covil só tem vez pra cretino

E eu nunca imaginei que espreitava 
De madrugada na sacada
A calçada era feia e me desestimulava
E eu não pulava
Mas quando eu pensava no troco
Só vinha na cabeça um meu deus valei-me
Nesse covil só tem vez pra cretino


É frio e é sozinho e sempre sonha alto
Boleto, juros, foi muito suor em risco
E quando acaba a fala a respirada falha
Escuta a voz contrária e vai matar aos gritos
Nesse covil só tem vez pra cretino


E eu nunca imaginei que espreitava 
De madrugada na sacada
A calçada era feia e me desestimulava
E eu não pulava
Mas quando eu pensava no troco
Só vinha na cabeça um meu deus valei-me
Nesse covil só tem vez pra cretino

02 - Na Sacada

Interpol - Untitled

Devaneio is a song inspired by change. It is a track about leaving behind problems that no longer have a solution and about leaving behind the guilt we carry for things that are not completely in our control. It is precisely about changing and abandoning the daydreams that stagnate us and self-sabotage us in difficult times. Musically, the track was inspired by Post-punk Revival and Alternative Rock bands (Interpol, White Lies, etc.), Shoegaze such as the Mellon Collie phase of the Smashing Pumpkins and hints of Progressive Rock, Jazz and Brazilian Music in the final minutes. The video was filmed in Piauí, near the capital Teresina with the audiovisual production company 1150 Produções, directed by Ícaro Uther and written by Érico Ferry and Ícaro Uther. The idea of ​​filming under the scorching sun of the state was to complement the idea of ​​a fever dream of the song. The dry climate, hot sun and arid landscapes were
essential to delivering the visual aspects of the song.

Devaneio (2024 Remastered)

Artificial Complex is a place between sleep paralysis and abandoned shopping malls at night.

Érico Ferry - Lead and backing vocals, guitar, bass, synthesizers, pianos, programing, Drum Machines;

Flávio Lopes - Drums, Drum Machines, programing;

Jean Medeiros - Guitar, bass, backing vocals, effects;

Caio Leon - Guitar, programing, synthesizers, backing vocals, effects;

Izídio Cunha - Bass, backing vocals, pianos.

02 - Na Sacada

Artificial Complex

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