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Come quando ci capita di trovare coraggio solo in sogno e al risveglio l'amarezza ci assale..

Ambitous Dream

We, the rescued,
From whose hollow bones death had begun to whittle his flutes,
And on whose sinews he had already stroked his bow—
Our bodies continue to lament
With their mutilated music.
“We, the rescued, 
The nooses would for our necks still dangle 
Before us I the blue air— 
Hourglasses still fill with out dripping blood. 
We, the rescued, 
The worms of fear still feed on us. 
Our constellation is buried in dust.
We, the rescued, 
Beg you: 
Show us your sun, but gradually. 
Lead us from star to star, step by step. 
Be gentle when you teach us to live again. 
Lest the song of a bird, 
Or a pail being filled at the well, 
Let our badly sealed pain burst forth again 
And carry us away— 
We beg you: 
Do not show us any angry dog, not yet— 
It could be, it could be 
That we will dissolve into dust— 
Dissolve into dust before your eyes. 
For what binds our fabric together? 
We whose breath vacated us, 
Whose soul fled to Him out of that midnight? 
Long before our bodies were rescued
Into the arc of the moment. 
We, the rescued, 
We press your hand 
We look into your eye—
but all that binds us together now is leave-taking. 
The leave-taking in the dust 
Binds us together with you.
NELLY SACHS

Suffering God

Baudelaire - Obsession

Grands bois, vous m'effrayez comme des cathédrales ; Vous hurlez comme l'orgue ; et dans nos coeurs maudits, Chambres d'éternel deuil où vibrent de vieux râles, Répondent les échos de vos De profundis.

Je te hais, Océan ! tes bonds et tes tumultes, Mon esprit les retrouve en lui ; ce rire amer De l'homme vaincu, plein de sanglots et d'insultes, Je l'entends dans le rire énorme de la mer
Comme tu me plairais, ô nuit ! sans ces étoiles Dont la lumière parle un langage connu ! Car je cherche le vide, et le noir, et le nu !

Mais les ténèbres sont elles-mêmes des toiles Où vivent, jaillissant de mon oeil par milliers, Des êtres disparus aux regards familiers.

Stranded Theme - L'ObSession

No more tracks left to renewal...
Last piece of unpublished 2013 work. This wants to be an 'ode' to drum freq change using the OHM force distortion plugin.

OHMicide

Prod. by Madbliss & Loud Lord// Septemper 2014

Loud Lord x MadBliss | ℱorgive ℳe ℋoe

Out Of Memory pt2

Out Of Memory pt2

Flavio Leccese