All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me, what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me
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De l'action de descendre sciemment vers le néant au constat simple, lancé dans un dernier soupir, comme si on était mis devant le fait accompli : There is no beauty left here...
Mais contre toute attente, ce chant du cygne d'Exiled from Light n'est pas une acceptation résignée de la mort. Mort (je parle de l'artiste) est animé de l'énergie du désespoir, cette énergie qui fait accomplir des choses extraordinaires quand tout est perdu et ça rend son DSBM très beau, paradoxalement. Indispensable !! Jordan Vauvert
supported by 4 fans who also own “Mad world (Tears for Fears cover)”
These guys do a phenomenal job, using everything at hand, in developing atmosphere that is raw, expressive, dynamic and uncompromising. I think that lends a kind of living quality to their songs; they're continuously moving, whether progressing or receding. I find it as impressive as it is engaging.
Also, Love those vocals. A
supported by 4 fans who also own “Mad world (Tears for Fears cover)”
《 I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. 》
— "Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven", The Wind Among the Reeds. William Butler Yeats.
Soyez prudent lorsque vous marchez sur ce lac gelé qu'est No stars, only full dark. Le black metal atmosphérique y est si beau que vous aurez l'impression de léviter au-dessus de l'eau, seul, tranquille. Mais il est fragile, il craquelle et peut se fissurer à tout instant. Ce deuxième opus de Windbruch est magnifique. Jordan Vauvert