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uncovering hidden art within

by elegy of me

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1.
Insipid Skin 01:39
I wish these days were gone Erased from my memory completely Rewound back the regrets grown Embody my husk in front of you Back there when I felt so strong Yet weak enough to let you slip away Your name a melody unspeakable to me In my desire there is grief I cringe sitting beside you Rewound back the regrets grown Embody my husk in front of you Back there when I felt so strong Yet weak enough to let you slip away Your name a melody unspeakable to me I wish these years were gone
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Like a dead enveloped by imperfect reality. Through solipsism turned against oneself. I roam familiar landscapes filled with frinedly faces but the voices fade as I drift away. I wanted to change, I wanted to be better but woke one day from troubled dreams as a vermin, though body didn't change - it was imperfect from the start. No what has changed was mind and heart of mine. Theres no more will, no lust for life and I can only hope that someone comes along with means to end this drift apart and backwards through the well; where orange light beside gives warmth and comfort but reminds of hell.
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I burned my eyes out Senseless words filling phrases Fallen just to break the silence Forced indifference pale like stones Lacking coincidence settled goals Wish you felt the way I do I've never knew what you meant If that's all we can talk about I'm better off saying nothing.
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Neglected 02:55
The day I gave up on you my ego split Coexistence is painful but at least half of me glad you're gone Trust get chocked up right before my eyes Spoken the words dissipating me inside This place meant to never be seen again.
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tin foil girls with cobra feet Acronym shore for snake head Healing over the resemblance of you in me Closing my eyes but still see the grid Of stiff patterns I gasp for your share With the hope in my mind It's gonna get better next time I still walk alone Realization comes resurrected From the lowest we were to the highest Entity of shadows here at the point Wanted to know you so bad Though abandoned in mid air Embrace how calm are the hills The patience I never miss the perfidy Where did we see ourselves And where I found myself The thoughts I choose to ignore The pain I choose to ignore Acronym shore for snake head Healing over the resemblance of you in me Closing my eyes but still see the grid.

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С возрастом я понял, что слова "прийти в себя" означают "прийти к другим", потому что именно эти другие с рождения объясняют тебе, какие усилия ты должен проделать над собой, чтобы принять угодную им форму. Но дело не в этом. Я полагаю это выражение не вполне подходящим для описания моего состояния, потому что, очнувшись, я не просыпаюсь полностью, а как бы осознаю себя в зыбком неглубоком дрёме, в том знакомом каждому человеку нематериальном мире на границе сна и бодрствования, где всё, что есть вокруг - это мгновенно возникающие и растворяющиеся в сознании видения и мысли, а тот, вокруг кого они возникают, сам по себе начисто отсутствует. Все мы в этой жизни дремлем. А просыпаемся лишь с ее концом.

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released August 3, 2017

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