Sacred Place

Bloody Mirror

The Mark

Night Shift

Magazines

Ancients

With this single, I tell the story of many young people,
and other less common reckless around ,
looking for fun,escape,meetings,and various vanities, 
looking back it wasn't bad,
the nut is bitter.

Backward Wave

i'm off the work 
the day is gone 
when underneath
its still so slow,
looking the shops,
too late for stop
and  buy the rest
the need and hope

blue lie the screen
when cross the street
the sound is loud
to take a breath
sink in the hole
and miss the train
i'm think of you
and lost my name

and when i cross the guys
they knock me out
to late for understand i'm falling down

and when i'm reaching home so tired of any want
and when a call arrive i want close my eyes
but everything you need is tearing off my life

i stand like a child ,
when is broken  by the light , never in sight
you chase my heart
who shines in a  black mirror framed  - with the blame inside

Friday Night

Spark

Open your eyes the light is like a star
all around is cold and many voices start to talk

Love is what you have to learn from it
and time is what is needed don't forget its only up to you

Light move his hand on you
bright like a sun but true
horizons rise the line
were you have to run and learn and learn

Now i'm here like anybody else in fear
aloneness can't be rescued by you my dear
when entangled with the past
we lost
lining in a psycho place when your confusion 
knock the door

Night is belong to you
life drain the hourglass sand 
horizons close so wise
Now swim into some dreams and sleep
from hight someone  leading
across the sea so black so blue
were you have to walk and sink
back to the spark you been , will be

Backwardwave

Spark

A scandal is in every corner engaged
a meeting around the time I had
and looking a moment I find everything
so everything loses its grip and goes
lazy innocence

the time is around you
and is hunting on his own
even if I don't remember the name
everything is yours, everything is mine
it's mine

the light is spreading secretly
seduction is the gloom you lost
I write for you, I write for me
it's all so simple but puzzling

she don't send the light of life
so only the sense of your skin remains
to witness nothing
let the grip and go

again

Lazy Innocence

Mistyntegration
  
Time runs behind me in the end
like wolves in desolate cold lands,
the fog around look in my mind,
things are not more the way they are, 

in a curse of vision

Now follow virtues of the mad, 
looking no further ,if you are not sure,
someone could really see it run, 
and take my destiny from your hands,
she is lying ,see ,
i see mistyntegration

Mistyntegration

i want to understand
and the lady say bye bye 
a suffice reason - for a cry
when i was like sink
into shadows that I don't need
letting them to dressing what will find

ready - not in function 
all the essential - climb and fall

i made a castle of sand
you were like an accident
i can't belive was poison from your hands

a delayed crime 
who tainted all my pocket  time
after be confused 
by your lies

i try to sound alive
a deliverance insight
devils crawl to stay - at my side

now chain the lesson and stay
like a minute without breath
not a reason to redraw,
what is evil

tasted bitter like
a disaster in my mind
i can't belive you was
the fraud of my life

when i looking for - for a reason in  the bog
and the reason i don't know,
is that was wrong

Deliverance

Satellite

was a stride
is related in a journey
and it lay on a tray uncovered
any tide , any side entirely 
pay the lie

Ordinary life on satellite
every  breed is feed with satellites

sealed and gone
bouncing here and there, we 
had lost the sense of clay ,
nourish void make it sense 

such to be the shabby concept art
every time we go to satellites
pay the ticket now and take a breathe \ gasp\respite

Satellite

Stained Pagan Column

Over last conduction
any time is lost
were the cost is empty
into shutted brains

Now forgot ourselves
in a landscape inside us
which is not been created
for the right need i thought

A sunny revelations
couldn't show the sight
was a land in pain
without knew that acid rain

Was the question right or not
to believe in written form
is the nature of our life
run to be identify

We translate our symptom
as the only claim
and we forget to mention
where we did came from

The lost Eden is behind
a ghost writer on the dark side
just a play
Was the question right or not
to believe in written form

Behind a line made of chalk
as a conventional ritual
slowly fell to the ground
from a stained pagan column

Stained pagan column

Stained Pagan Column

Anoixth Kardia

All you thinking now -
something to be proud -
lands in purple trail of meadows -

but the scent of billion flowers
looks like rotten when i get 
close enough to touching them

How could your shadow
from the gallows - rule the world
howl in a narrow 
flow of a bloody - open heart

On the bliss the sound
everything goes loud
till the night will load a fever

And the phantom at your door -
never, never leaves you  sleep -
when you ask to be alone - 
How did your trouble - 
to end up silent , in my arms
i come to follow - 
in the shallow of your heart

when the devils on the roof
are keep alive and build the frost
in a fleeting sense of truth
miasmas rise from the past
while they stun sense in the glass
moorings drop like rags

i come to follow ,
in the shallow of your arms
i am the sorrow in a hollow robbed heart

Anoixth Kardia

Into the game I fall like everyone else
and then  start to lying
When I meet the signs, am I so sure they're right?
then we start making mistakes

did you go the other day
did you found another way
can you  sleep and find a dream 
and now think it's lost in a fiction

every day we have to go
every day we have to  know
every night we should be able to love
never think that you are one in a million 

every day we have to go
every day we have to eat / meet
every night we should be able to sleep
never think that you are the only one

our details so essential, are they really?
maybe to laugh on a puzzling  life
and playing cards we choose which one we can pick up
an imperceptible love becomes a killer

did you went around a world
did you  loved more than yourself
did you ever thought of being 
anything else that one in a million 

did you ever think to be,
nothing but just one in a million

One in a million

One In A Million

All you thinking now -
something to be proud -
lands in purple trail of meadows -

but the scent of billion flowers
looks like rotten when i get 
close enough to touching them

How could your shadow
from the gallows - rule the world
howl in a narrow 
flow of a bloody - open heart

On the bliss the sound
everything goes loud
till the night will load a fever

And the phantom at your door -
never, never leaves you  sleep -
when you ask to be alone - simple shadows in a row

How did your trouble - 
to end up silent , in my arms
i come to follow - 
in the shallow of your heart

when the devils on the roof
are keep alive and build the frost
in a fleeting sense of truth
miasmas rise from the past
while they stun sense in the glass
moorings drop like rags

i come to follow ,
in the shallow of your arms
i am the sorrow in a hollow robbed heart

Anoixth Kardia(Alternate version)

what is life when is bad by election
everybody skipping the line
even also find a direction
is a simple joke that is sleeping not so far
not in a right time
not so alone

alienation found the start 
outer emotion choose so fast
alienation start to call
any dimension tried

in the underpass time is frozen
a psycho  tendency rely to a comfort zone
can you see deny any quarrel
a little jump is weak like a cosmos in a stamp
not in my sidelines
not so alone

alienation come to shout
inner election choose its own
is an infection from the prime
in any dimension 

alienation come to stay
bitter induction flows in tide 
alienation start to call
any dimension melt

alienation set to try 
alienation start to cry
alienation its your bride

Alienation

when I was just a light
in your funeral mind
to be consumed like this
like a flickering candle 

all that distance of mine
it was maybe a distraction,
left to grow alone,
without know what you really want

but your fear was justified,
and my fault your garden
that reflecting just your shadow/s

empty heaven in your eyes
empty heaven in your life
empty heaven
beds made of so many lies
beds to grow your greedy pride
blinded heaven

all the minutes i fight
are revealing a side 
i didn't know, because
my sight was sealed
by hidden desire

A light trifle to nurse 
your ambition and curse
a stair pointing to the sky 
made with my - weak broken bones

but it was not much enough
take away my passion
like a cruel mockery
without a shame

Empty Heaven

Empty heaven

UMBRAMATTE
is a musical idea designed by Nube.
Singer and guitarist based in Italy,
crosses the music between post punk, new wave, darkwave,
hiding a touch of synthwave.

UmbraMatte

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