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Title:
Insomnia
Format: CD / pic. LP
Cat. nr: echo008
Record label: My Kingdom Music
Tracklist: 1. Nightfall Guides Insomnia To An Everlasting
Mental Torture, With This Being The Consequence - 2. We Have Uncovered
A Question And Now We Must Unearth The Answer - 3. Long I Feared That
My Sins Would Return To Visit Me, And The Cost Is More Than I Can Bear
- 4. To Diagnose The Fortunes Of Paranoia Consuming Consciousness And
Sanity - 5. Reasons To Open Your Eyelids And Awake The Apocalypse Iris
Is Telling You
Recorded, mixed & mastered: at The Outer Sound Studio
(Rome, Italy) by Giuseppe Orlando (engineering and mix), Valerio (co-engineering
and mix) and Marco Kehren (mix)
Line-up: Marco Kehren (7-string guitars, 5-string bass,
vocals) - guest appearances by: Alessio Fagrelli (keyboards), Steve Wolz
(drums), Giuseppe Orlando (drums)
Artwork and Layout: Eric Massicotte / RADICART
Other formats: Picture
LP released by Eiwaz Tonkunst from Germany under My Kingdom Music licence |
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LYRICS
NIGHTFALL GUIDES INSOMNIA TO
BE AN EVERLASTING MENTAL TORTURE, WITH THIS BEING THE CONSEQUENCE
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Carried away by the kiss of the night,
heaven pitch black, the moon my only guide
My eyes gazing holes, mirror a timeless labyrinth, downstairs I go for
a while
The most abominate memories arise, piercing through the night, no invitation
applied
Mentally cursed this journey, paralized eyelids, pushed the pause-button
of life
Riding the beast for such a long time, surreal madness, no sleep will
ever arrive
Scarlet visions of my open pulse, liquid draining away, is this a dream
to be told?
Chaotic and picturesque, voices strangled to death, without any emotion
expressed
Where to find the beauty of sleep, is it for sale somebody say, killing
my conciousness
Insomnia is my name
Raping your peace
Piercing you mindless
I give you timeless thoughts
Cold and sweated limbs
Exhausted you'll awake
Memories painting torture
Walk like the dead
Hell on earth killing time, murder peace
of mind, by daylight condemned to be blind
Returning every night, countless and deformed, the horror roaring inside
Jumping from the edge, no more nights appear, quietly and yet peaceful
Weakened and dead flesh, remains of utter punishment, peace at last...
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WE HAVE UNCOVERED A QUESTION
AND NOW WE MUST UNEARTH THE ANSWER
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Thrown through a window, naked they had
to fall
Easy prey for knives to seize, screaming and applauding
Tongues tasting the odour, the eyes anaesthetized, witness
Barely motivating forward, the question to this dismayed answer
Bones that fathoming immensely, while crushing on the pavement
Aghast they gazed amongst us, not willing to answer at all
Chained and adhered by faith, scripted
words to be obeyed
A trail of bloodied feathers left, resolving the knives quest
Machines spawning heavenly music, silently they stop smiling
Throw back your steaming laughter, and close that window forever
We cannot find the answer to this all,
clouded our visions are
The blood mirrors many questions, unable to reveal the answer
Heavy the weight, carrying the soulless, holes to be emptied
Stabbing on and on, amusing the heartless, follow the blade
Stripped naked, winter welcomes them with
a warm surface, questioning
The years have taken the young and the old, knives never asleep
Stop this madness from taking my sanity, the window is nearby
I see them coming on the stairway, the knives welcoming their bearing
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TO DIAGNOSE THE FORTUNES OF PARANOIA
CONSUMING CONSCIOUSNESS AND SANITY
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Curtains fell from the night, divulging
blasphemy, orifice wound
Amassing from the flames, raining from the blue, ashes remain
Immersed by intense heat, melting tissue burns, pale is my skin
Injected fuel penetrating my veins, boiling my brains, satisfactory
diagnose
Dissever me, entomb me
Killing me, entomb me
Grass is growing here, smiling upon
me, blackened soil remains
Glass pieces mirror, horrifying silhouettes, walls weeping silently
Ice stiffened my limbs, constrained emotions, isolating fear
Dismantling the core, swept away with ire, another sin ends
Frankly seen I don't care, no witness to tell, collecting a thousand
memories
Paranoia takes me
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LONG I FEARED THAT MY SINS WOULD
RETURN TO VISIT ME, AND THE COST IS MORE THAT I CAN BEAR
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
The night an overture that frightens
my sentience
Blurred visions of the past taken the midnight train
Gas escaping from tubes hands straining to obscurity
No station we would stop by straight on to Nemesis
Thousands have pledged for mercy at my
knees in despair
A gunshot through their head I really couldn't care
The collection of tears would dowsing the candle forever
Mindless I stare at dusk another train to arrive soon
The fire cauterizing creating a sun
into those very nights
Pictures remaining to visit the burden weighting so heavy
Birds witness the smell of the burning ones coming their way
I pray and pray but this midnight train is here to stay
Half a century later surrounded by grieving
voices in pain
The barrel pointed to my head would be my last train
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REASONS TO OPEN YOUR EYELIDS
AND AWAKE THE APOCALYPSE IRIS IS TELLING YOU
(music and lyrics by Marco Kehren)
Staring the blind, they are surrounded
by a view without electricity
Can't see the readings of God, not believing the world is telling them
Slashed their veins, they cannot tell what colour their blood is pouring
from
I agree upon thee, that life without a view is a rape of light and vision
Their eyes had been taken, by surprise,
with cruelty, and sadism
Incursion followed, with horrid pain, my hands couldn't stop, I had
to claim
Carmine my flesh, I've taken their light, I am the sadist, you're the
walking night
Couldn't see my face, wondered why, I behold all power, no one is innocent
Retribution for what I never could see...
Scattered they walk to bury their eyes...
Speaking voices spinning in my head claiming
the views upon I fed
Those pictures collected from the innocent enfeebling my will to live
Deep down my journey facing the last of images passing by
The sadist betrayed me, all this cruelty to read here was just a lie...
Raped, my sanity
Life, taken from me
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