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A song from our band Nebulae of Dawn! https://soundcloud.com/user-83652633/tracks
Music, mixing : Agapite https://soundcloud.com/agapite/tracks
Lyrics, vocals, mixing, mastering, illustration : Lukowig https://www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ https://twitter.com/Lukowig

Dans mes yeux s'étend le néant
dors mais mieux si tu t'en ressens 
en des lieux vides fainéants
dors un peu relâche tes sens
Dans mes bras sous les arcades
embrasse mes lèvres en sang
en moi ta langue placarde
embrase mes lèvres : encens

Cesse tes danses m'accablent
poupée je coupe tes cables
rien de chaud reste de marbre
sur ce slow : danse macabre

Dans mes yeux s'étend le néant
dors mais mieux si tu t'en ressens 
en des lieux vides fainéants
dors un peu relâche tes sens
Je veux seulement pour rire
voir ton sourire squelettique
mon vœu doucement pourrir
sur ta cage thoracique

Cesse tes danses m'accablent
poupée je coupe tes cables
rien de chaud reste de marbre
sur ce slow : danse macabre
Avant qu'on ne se délabre
le vent vrombit dans les arbres
luisent les candélabres
que finisse la danse macabre

Danse macabre [Agapite and Lukowig]

when party's over and you have to face consequences

Lonely Clown

Merci à Lukowig pour avoir su mettre en musique ce poème !

Thanks to Lukowig for putting this poem to music!

Lyrics, mixing: Myckaël Marcovic https://soundcloud.com/myckael-marcovic/tracks
Music, vocal, mixing and mastering: Lukowig https://soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks
Illustration: Lukowig and Myckaël Marcovic
(English translation above)
 
Je suis le vieux forçat de cette forteresse
Aux invisibles murs, mais remplis de murmures
Tournant en procession au fond de cette pièce
Où mon âme n’a plus que des lambeaux d’armures.
 
Et tel un condamné, j’entends leur psalmodie
Gémir à demi-mots leur sourde messe-basse
Tombant à gros flocons dans l’hiver infini,
Ressusciter sans cesse un passé qui se glace.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.
 
Mais quand revient le soir, loin des bruits de la ville,
Que la folle vitrine amusant le passant
Remet le fond de tain d’un miroir indocile,
J’y revois, impuissant, le passé lancinant.
 
Puis dans ce grand mouchoir qui se prend pour mon lit,
J’allonge ma défaite, inutile d’aisance,
Comme si en dormant, les conseils de la nuit
Allaient soudain venir dans ce port de plaisance.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.
 
L’amour a tout l’esprit et tout le corps divin.
Et si j’en perds le nord, c’est que par tous mes sens
Il m’y anéantit, pour un oui, pour un lien
Qui n’aura d’heureux que le poids de l’inconscience.
 
Aux âmes condamnées, l’enfer est ici-bas.
Les regrets éternels sont, plus que tout, vivants
Quand ils rongent l’espoir dont l’unique combat
Est de cautériser les jambes du présent.

24 mai 2017

Aproximate translation :

I am the old convict of this fortress
With invisible walls, but full of murmurs
Turning in procession at the bottom of this room
Where all my soul has left are tatters of armor.

And like a condemned man, I hear their psalmody
Moaning half-words their deaf low mass
Falling to large flakes in the infinite winter,
Constantly resurrecting a frozen past.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

But when we come back in the evening, far from the sounds of the city,
Let the crazy window amuse the passerby
Put back the bottom of one of those indocile mirrors,
I can’t help but remember the haunting past.

Then in this big handkerchief that thinks it’s my bed,
I lengthen my defeat, useless of ease,
As if in sleep, the tips of the night
Suddenly would come to this marina.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

Love has all the spirit and all the divine body.
And if I lose the north, it’s because of all my senses
He destroys me, for a yes, for a link
Who will be happy only by the weight of unconsciousness.

To the doomed souls, hell is down here.
Eternal regrets are, more than anything, alive
When they eat away hope whose only fight
Is to cauterize the legs of the present.

May 24, 2017

Le forçat du passé (Lukowig / Myckaël Marcovic)

Fables DEMO ONLY

Dedicated to all who made the ultimate sacrifice for the good of others

Fall Of The Heroes

11 Les aventures de Ziegfried

"The Light rises revealing our Fate, Fathers betray their dying Sons,
denying them Salvation in the name of Gold, letting them drown at
the mercy of a Huge Burden".

05. Denying Them Salvation:
Mixed and Mastered by ANDY MORNAR
Album Cover by STEFANO GALEANO

Work registered on patamu.com with licence no.139299

A Huge Burden

Denying Them Salvation

Denying them Salvation

Light It Up

Song for the pandemic

MOTHER, BROTHER, LOVE (funeral song)

I knew your mother
I knew her just enough to
Say hello
Kiss goodnight
knew her well enough to say
that it was never in her way
to hurt you
I knew her long enough to know 
That she would never let you go
or desert you
Don’t look down
She’s around
She’s been there all along
And if you say it in a song it’s just
One way of letting her know
One way of letting her go...


I knew your brother
I knew him just enough to
shake his hand
hug goodnight
I knew him well enough to say
that it was always in his way
to hurt you
i knew him long enough to know
that he would never let you go
and yet he would desert you
but one day he’d desert you
don’t look down
he’s not around
he’s not there anymore
and if you say it in a song
it’s just one way of letting him know
one way of letting him go…

I knew your lover…

don’t look down
they’re not around
they’re not there anymore
and if you say it in a song
it’s just one way of letting them know
one way of letting them go…

Mother, Brother, Lover (funeral Song)

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Da Baker is a Hip Hop/ Rap artist for the renowned record label Gudda Boi Classics Records. He is also a skilled songwriter and producer

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