A Source of Contemplation...
Going with the wind and change of scene
Lonely on the road, I'll find my mind
My inner flamme calls for the ultimate escape
From the nothingness that grabs me to a short life...
Empty's my bag, struck by the night
Prey to flood that fills the well... Read the original text here.
Words and Music : Blanc-Plume (2014)
Licence Creative Commons CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 FR
Licence Creative Commons CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 FR
Note : Blanc Plume is a French band ; that's why the lyrics are written in french ; and as long as they belong to a poetic style, it remains difficult to translate them.
From Death to Life.
On the wooden cross your blood was shed
And the dark stormy sky lit up
The tunic is red, the die is cast
The dove is crying, her body is wet...
Should it be crazy to love like that
Pierced by nails while the night take you... Read the original text here.
Words and Music : Blanc-Plume (2013)
Licence Creative Commons CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 FR
Licence Creative Commons CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 FR
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