My room is my fortress

Every time I look through this awful hole 
I realize that it’s a mirror. 
Every time I flee to a distant land. 
That’s why I’m sure I’ll never leave my room 
(Because I have no needs) 
In every grain of sand, I can see an ocean. 
But when the sun goes down, I start to hear some gloomy voices. 
Now that the earth is empty, it’s time to saturate my soul. 

No longer feel the heat, no longer see the sun. 
Now that the earth is empty 
I start to hear some gloomy voices. 

You are the answer to my prayer 
A fragment taken by the hole 
In everything that’s not inside 
The deepest meaning of myself. 

Dance to the music. 

my room is my fortress

Revolving door 

This is the road, it’s not really dark here 
And this track is made for you, only for you, my dear hopeless tired friend 
And although you never know your destination here, at the entrance of your lousy life, 
If the sun is your guide you don’t have to fear the journey 
Through this dark valley 
And I hope we’ll see you coming back someday. 

This is the desert, it’s your private desert 
Or it’s just another paper sheet 
Inviting you to fail again 
To drown on your emptiness. 
Is it a desert? 
Or is it just another paper sheet? 
Is it an answer? 
Or is it just another prison house? 
We run and run and never leave this road. 
Or is it the road that can’t leave us? 

An even when your dear and beloved friend 
Decide to turn her face back to you forever, 
You don’t have to fear, you should not 
Or rather turn desperation into your new beloved friend 
I am sure she will never betray you, 
A solid thing to hang your wandering soul. 
You will see it with your own eyes, 
Eyes that reminds me of a distant shore 
A distant land 
A land that lasts forever 
And ever 
And ever 
And ever. 

revolving door

poetic justice

When or if 

She’s going home now 
Or it’s just a way to mean that I don’t know 
When I’ll see her again 
Or if I’ll see her again 
Since she started to vanish 
Behind that curve at which I’m looking now 
At which I was looking only five seconds ago. 

She disappears now, she left with me 
(She put it in my hands) 
The most precious gift I’ve ever had 
The most precious gift that she could give to anyone 
At least on this planet 
And now it’s time to work inside. 

She’s going home, or is it the earth that starts to move? 
Is it the road that starts to go away? 
It’s moving without her, but always on her direction.

She gave me her favourite book 
And ordered me to read it 
But just one page every day 
And then she said, with her sweet and frightening voice: 

“You can read it if you want, but there’s no chance for you to understand, 
Not even a word, not even a letter. 
But I won’t blame you if you try, it’s a duty for all your life 
And life seems sometimes so sad and long, too sad and long at least to me.” 

when or if

stationary

Supreme deceivers 

When the battle begins 
You’re looking around on your room 
You’re looking for something to hang or to rest 
For something to show the direction to follow 
You still hear the bullets 
And now they are kissing the air on your cheeks, 
They are making the wind so sharp and metallic 
But when the distance is touching the zero 
It’s a brilliant new life and it’s coming too close 
And it’s only for you, my loved friend, I guess, I bet 
Or maybe it’s a trick of your own faith. 

Am I going too fast? All the walls now are trembling. 
This is not an illusion, it’s not a matter of 
Believing or not 
You can feel all the dust and all the smell 
And there’s no other evidence 
I’m so pleased to meet you, indeed, my headless gentle lord. 

Would you like me to help you find your severed legs, would you? 
Would you like me to join the fingers of your hand, so pretty hand? 
If I’m going too fast for you, I’m sure it’s not my fault. 
Would you like me to help your neck to find your lonely head? 

Now that your old and tired friend is about to meet all the glory 
That he always deserved from the outset 
We have no alternative 
And I really don’t need to nurse you anymore 
You’re making of me a teacher too proud 
But to talk too you frankly (instead of “friendly”) 
It’s just a matter of minutes 
This kiss is maybe an arrow 
It’s not a matter of fixing, not even fighting 
But I’m sure it’s enough to blow your mind. 

Your old and tired soul 
Your old and tired soul 
Your old and tired 
Old and tired 
Old and tired 
Tired. 

supreme deceivers

erase! 

I am not always so dumb, I swear I am not, 
I used to know the right time to stop 
And now I’m hanging myself on my own words 
And there’s no way back. 
So I will promise to you I’ll never try again, 
It’s just a fucking waste of hope 
And hope is something that I’d better spare to spend 
During my sad old age. 

Last night I dreamt of myself, I could erase all my actions as if they were not mine. 
Now that I’ve lost all my shame I think it’s better to run, and hide, or try to sleep. 
Sometimes I pray for a night in which I’ll see you again as if it was the first. 
And then it will be a bliss the only caution to take is: “never dare to touch”. 

I say goodbye to myself and my own past, just like an awful film 
(I’d love to burn it but I can’t). 
I don’t remember my speeches, this is a fait accompli. 
This role that’s me, it will never fix me up. 

Last night I dreamt of myself, I could erase all my actions as if they were not mine. 
Now that I’ve lost all my shame I think it’s better to run, and hide, or try to sleep. 
Sometimes I pray for a night in which I’ll see you again as if it was the first. 
And then it will be a bliss the only caution to take is: “never dare to touch”. 

Never dare to touch 
Never dare 
Never dare to touch
Never dare.

erase!

Formado em 2006, ioric é Pedro Lac, Diego Mata, Marcelo Russo e Emílio Maciel. Em 2014, o grupo lançou seu primeiro álbum, "not with a bang".