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Withered Flowers and Cinnamon (HR)

by Enneade

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1.
Life’s a gamble, roll the dice: freedom or insanity Cheat the Devil, hope it will free my soul eternally A quest for life eternal A lust for freedom in tales untold A contract signed in true blood A taste of wondrous things to come I trust in a fickle smile From a sour mouth full of dripping bile A swindler, ever-changing sides Rocking to and fro like the changing tides A hand stretched with fingers crossed My fate is etched and my soul is lost A hand stretched with fingers crossed My fate is etched and my soul is lost ‘Tis a fine line between truth and lies A razor’s edge which the Devil rides A crooked face and a crooked smile A twisted truth from a twisted mind A master weaver spinning lies Like the spider-web of a two-faced lie It’s a spider’s web, he’s a two-faced liar It’s a foul taste A taste of freedom Foul taste of freedom Fly high, touch the sky Let the wind carry me Above those mountains of white A taste of freedom fills my lungs See through dreams, reach beyond Kiss the stars Fly high, touch the sky Let the wind carry me Above those mountains of white Tears of treason sting my eyes See through dreams, reach the skies Face the lies A prison without walls, a jail with no guardian Such a foul twist of fate The Devil’s promise broken once more Laughing at my pride Time stands still beyond the limits of insanity Unleashed, unbound, but all alone Such a foul taste of freedom Time stands still doomed to wander eternally Unseen, unchecked, and missed by none A foul taste of freedom Time stands still, twisting the boundaries of integrity Defiled and torn and disregarded A foul taste of freedom A foul taste of treason Foul taste of freedom Disregarded
2.
Illumination 07:27
When all was said and done When all our hopes were gone There’s still a force that pushes from behind From beneath the surface to the ground Illumination Rebirth, come back, breathe in, relax Illumination When we were overwhelmed doubt and despair When we thought there was nothing left to share There’s still a force that pushes from below Crawling maggots soaring to the sky Illumination Just when we thought it was forever lost Just when we thought it was all too late There’s still a light that drives us forward A drive to reach the point of focus Rebirth, breathe in, relax Illumination Some would call it religion, some would call it the light of passion Some will call it perfection, some will claim the need for action Call it what you will, call it what you may Just let it seep into you Just let it grow inside you Just let it live in you Just let it seep through and grow deep into your skin Rebirth, come back, focus, breathe in, relax Illumination Some would call it religion, some would call it the light of passion Some will call it perfection, some will claim the need for action Call it what you will, call it what you may Just let it seep into you, just let it grow inside you Just let it seep through into your skin
3.
Butterflies under my skin, crawling Centipede in my fingers, whispers Caterpillars in my head Tell me: "Soon you’ll wake up dead" Poor head Poor Ted Caterpillars in my head Tell me: "Soon you’ll wake up dead" Poor Ted All come to the feast Come and eat this beast
4.
Grand Buffet 03:36
Insects all over my body Calling me but there’s nobody (they’re playing in my head) They’re all crawling on my bed Telling me that I am dead Poor Ted Come in now, come now that’s supper’s ready, ooh come in now Biting at my flesh Sucking at my fingertips Love me tender, eat my lips I don’t care who phones, ’cause they’re gnawing at my bones I won’t hear their sound Once I’m six feet underground Maggots eating my heart, for starters it’s a good start These worms licking my feet, such a delight, it’s a treat I don’t care who phones, ’cause they’re gnawing at my bones I won’t hear their sound Once I’m six feet underground Come in now, come now that’s supper’s ready, ooh come in now Biting at my flesh Sucking at my fingertips Love me tender, eat my lips I don’t care who phones, ’cause they’re gnawing at my balls I won’t hear their sound Now I’m six feet underground
5.
Autumn 12:13
Once upon an autumn day Reddening leaves and golden hay Nostalgic birdsongs’ majesty Dazzling colours, uncanny Once upon an autumn day A summer’s breeze had gone astray The warmth of August, all but gone Withered flowers and cinnamon Amid the chilly frosty air The many trees grew steadily bare Once upon an autumn day The whispering breeze was here to stay Wandering through the countless trees Scattering leaves with the greatest ease Until at last they came to rest Finding a haven in which to nest Once upon an autumn day The trees were dormant, the leaves there lay Waiting for the winter snow to fall Delicate blanket covering them all Fiery colours of Indian summer Give way to the frosts of the coming winter A blanket of silence, a feathery cover Falling asleep like a peaceful mother Fiery colours of Indian summer Give way to the frosts of the coming winter Fall As Gaia sets herself to sleep Pray the Lord her soul to keep Down deeper dawn grows day by day Forever nothing gold can stay

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Ceci est la version en Haute Résolution de Withered Flowers and Cinnamon avec la meilleure qualité sonore que vous puissiez avoir : Wav 48 Khz / 24 Bits
Précommande de Withered Flowers and Cinnamon (HR). Dès que l’album paraîtra, vous obtiendrez l’écoute en continu illimitée au moyen de l’appli gratuite de Bandcamp, ainsi que le téléchargement de haute qualité aux formats MP3, FLAC et plus.

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released April 29, 2022

Julien Fayolle: bass, upright bass, Chapman Stick, Moog Taurus & glockenspiel
Christophe Goulevitch: guitars
Christian Greven: vocals, backing vocals & keyboards
Frédéric Lacousse: drums, percussions, marimba & xylophone
Georges-Marc Lavarenne: electric & acoustic guitars, Mellotron & backing vocals

Guests:
Kunio Suma (from Bi Kyo Ran): guitars & solo (3 & 4)
Olivier Sola: saxophone (5)

All tracks written and composed by Enneade

Recorder at Warmaudio Studio & Convulsound Studio
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Thibault Bernard (Convulsound Productions)
Produced by Enneade & Fractal Assault

Artwork by Frédéric Lacousse
Original cover photograph by Martine Planet
Layout by Frédéric Lacousse & Henri Vaugrand

Executive production by Vallis Lupi
Catalog number: VL05

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Vallis Lupi est un label indépendant français basé en Auvergne.

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