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'Puzzles'

I feel myself
Getting older
I feel myself
Growing colder

People saying the things that they say,
I'll never believe it anyways

I feel myself
Feeling tired
I feel myself
Feeling weary

Thinking to a time way before
Whereas the question ceased of what for

I'm in the dark
And I feel frightened
I'm in the dark
And oh so frightened

Bitterness enters my heart of which I welcome with a sly remark

The feeling's lost
In this puzzle
The feeling's lost
In this puzzle

And I just don't seem to know where I am to go

Puzzles

Cemetery Dolls - Puzzles

Purchase this track anastasiadarkwater.bandcamp.com/track/chaos-seeking-grey

walk in shadow
hand in hand, entwined
anima animus
let ego dissolve

chaos seeking grey
dissolve 

somatic movement
soul symbolic metaphor 
dualistic experience 
disrupts

chaos seeking grey
disrupt

let go
let ego
dissolve

chaos seeking grey
dissolve

walk in shadow 
anima animus
somatic movement 
dissolves (disrupts)


Darkwave, electronic collaboration with Swearwolf.

Find more from Swearwolf: https://on.soundcloud.com/hQBsu

Music by Swearwolf // Vocals and lyrics by Anastasia Darkwater. Copyright November 2, 2022.

Chaos Seeking Grey

Exposed, you're exposed
To the wrath of god 
To the chase of dogs 

Mortal, you mortal
Bitten by a hound
Bleeding gaping hole 

I want to say that you haunt my nights 

Everytime I close my eyes
I see those twisted limbs
Making me shake
Everytime I forget you
You grab my flesh
You drink my thoughts

The will to fight
Falters
The strength to face it
Fades
That's all I need though
To vanish your demonic figure
To cast it away from my mind 
To vanquish your idea 

Your shadow crawls to me, again, forever
Everytime I shut my mouth
I hear your laugh
I feel you close
Unholy goddess
Divinity of chaos
What do you want from me

exposed.

music: Oleg Sladkoff, Emmanuel Tourba - voice/lyrcs: Rio Black - 11.01.2023

This Is Us

your name written in the snow
the days are darker, darker than the night
and we no longer greet each other
pass by, grey in all the time
when the moon does not shine, it is hell
this fucking hell
Flakes melt on the skin
we are too warm, too warm for this sadness
a look, just a shadow
behind me

our life written on a piece of paper
time is getting shorter, so fleeting that it hurts
and we no longer speak
we go away from each other, quickly
the sun has not shown itself for a long time, this light
the fucking light
Ashes shatter on the skin
we are too hard, too hard for this suffering
a wail, just a sound
behind me

another end of everything
another start
this is us
never here
never there
another start
this is us

shadows

(c) Rio Black 11.01.2023

ChouX - This Is Us (2023)

Ice Scream

Full EP here : https://vapormoon.bandcamp.com/
⸸✞⸸ 
echoes of a lost paradise sparrows have long flown the nest ringing through the eternal ice your voice just never left when the thunder comes and drowns it you'll find me howling at the clouds screaming i'm not alone i'm not alive im not in love im not then it will rain anew so you can sing again i will run through black and blue to bring you back from the dead i'm not alone i'm not alive im not in love im not alone alive in love how ironic is this little breeze slowly sweeping fallen leaves so we can read as we please these names on the marble steles will you always find me when i'm hiding in the dark i'm not alone i'm not alive im not in love im not

Katabasis

Colorless

The Fair

Barcelona post-punk trio, Low Blows, takes us through the depths of our collective psyche with their latest track and stunning video, “Misleading Blind.” This contemplative piece serves as a meditation on an era marked by relentless global challenges – spanning the spectrum from civil rights and inequities to the juxtaposition of health and pandemic, from peaceful dialogues to conflicts, and from enlightened education to the murk of disinformation.

The deliberate, almost apocalyptic, musical tableau of the song is adorned with synths echoing the pioneering days of Human League and Gary Numan, complemented by quintessential post-punk guitar strains. The lead vocalist’s dry, rhythmic intonation guides listeners through the melancholy of solitude.

“Misleading Blind” was written during the pandemic and post-pandemic, when we thought we should write something sad and not related to any kind of celebration,” the band muses. “It’s sad, yet ferocious and cathartic.”

In Mar Ordonez’s incredible surrealist video for the track, an uncanny reverie unfolds. A woman is roused from her afternoon slumber by a mysterious lookalike, leading her through a series of perplexing and disquieting events as she traverses the city in search of understanding. This compelling visual narrative evokes reminders of Maya Deren’s iconic “Meshes of the Afternoon” – an enthralling and disconcerting cinematic gem.

Post-Punk.com

Misleading Blind

Band: "Mirror Whispers"
Album: "Under the Canopy of Candor"
Song 3: "Fibers of Verity"

(Verse 1)
In whispers of illusion, our essence becomes spectral mist,
Mirror, mirror, unfold the cryptic riddle, do our shadows truly exist?
Hidden beneath cosmo(/s)-made veils, reality persistently twists,
In the abyss of self, doesn’t even the universe within persist?

(Chorus)
Desiring for echoes lost in vacant hollows crafts our timeless guise,
Yet the face unhindered ‘neath the puzzling orb of night, in silent truth lies,
Remember, the raven's song carries secret oaths under infinite skies,
Oh darling, your essence lies in silence, bound in astral ties.

(Verse 2)
Feasting on illusions, reality dissolving in hands,
Drenched in stardust dreams, yet our soothsayer terrains stand,
Breathing forgotten stories, of tempest-tossed sands,
Yearning destination, miss the symphony woven by Fate's hands.

(Chorus)
Thirst eternal, mirage forebears our destined figment, 
Yet the exposed soul ‘neath Titan’s watch, in whispers of starlight is spent,
Always, the hymn of freedom finds its cryptic descent,
Oh beloved, within the vast oblique labyrinth, under cosmos lent.

(Bridge)
Arising from celestial dust, ignited by cosmic flame,
Heart beats the rhythm of forgotten spaces, in life's clandestine game,
Facade fragments delineating constellations, shedding shame,
In unveiled authenticity, we are stars reborn, in truth's gentle please-name.

(Verse 3)
Mirror, mirror, reflect our quantum echoes cast far and wide,
Singing a song of tangled dimensions, in time’s mercurial tide.
Adrift in a sea of fractal unknowns, where does the true path reside?
From the void emerges clarity, in the canopy of candor we confide.

(Outro)
On the screen of ether, naked truths dance to tunes unheard,
Siren calls get lost in the cosmos, yet to truth we’re drawn — a flock of birds.
Armed with celestial compass, no longer lost in a sea of meaningless words,
In the embrace of the ultimate enigma, darling, we transcend in cosmic worlds.



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Cold Blood, Warm Smile

New track taken from the Peripheral Minimal Records album, Hidden Place "Retrospettiva: Vol.2". Doownload / CD available here:

WEBSITE: www.peripheralminimal.com
BANDCAMP: www.peripheralminimal.bandcamp.com

Cold Blood, Warm Smile

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