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A gun and a book lay down from her hand
Shaking now the empty life she used to live in shame
For once he really felt a man under her demand
When love and hate collide a manuscript lies in flames
twisted smiles force her to a slow decay
Silently she's trying to scream but she's condemned to stay
No sound but a shot and the blood her soul released
The secret that she keeps so well shall not be revealed
Fallin' out of time and space
She's like Venus in disgrace
Crawl crawl and crawl
He's just callin' callin' callin' out her name
Firmly she offered to him the only advice she could give
Blackened forms in her thoughts neither forget nor forgive
Reality slips away from her consciousness
what else to do if not sink into her nothingness
her wounded pride spreads the pain she couldn't heal,
hidin' from her own fear, she's only breaking free
No sound but a shot and the blood her soul released
The secret that she keeps so well shall not be revealed
Fallin' out of time and space
She's like Venus in disgrace
Crawl crawl and crawl
He's just callin' callin' callin' out her name
No sound but a shot and the blood her soul released
The secret that she keeps so well shall not be revealed
Fallin' out of time and space
She's like Venus in disgrace
Crawl crawl and crawl
He's just callin' callin' callin' out her name
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Dim Light
03:52
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One body and a thousand faces
Once again I abandon myself
To an abyss of sensations
The sky and the silence
Sometimes complicate
The dynamics of the feelings
When it would be so easy
If we were suspended shadows
Let it show
High and low
We’ve been hiding in the dim light
'Till we took each other
By the hand
Back and then
Deliberately get along
We'd be lost
But get lost together
Every new glance is forgotten
How can you lie to yourself?
Your freer thought will be stolen
When the truth becomes distorted
Words reveal a dangerous tangle
Just a cage to use as a shelter
Or the sweetest mistake to repent of?
Maybe a sin we'd urge to confess
Let it show
High and low
We’ve been hiding in the dim light
So we took each other
By the hand
Back and then
Deliberately get along
We'd be lost
But get lost together
We dissolve into the night
We dissolve into the night
We dissolve into the night
Dissolve until the morning comes
We dissolve into the night
Dissolve until the morning comes
We dissolve into the night
Dissolve until the morning comes
We dissolve into the night
Dissolve until the morning...
Comes...
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White Desire
03:58
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Once I used to live
A deeper kind of lust
A shattered existence,
each day a bitter pill
an endless carousel
soulless journey of the past
Lost beneath the waves
until I broke my will
My body up in flames
like a corpse on hire
'Til the moment I've abandoned myself
I get out from disclosure
thought implosion
Floatin' timeless in the night
And I want to feel closer, really closer
To the essence of my own
Cause the violence that runs in my head
Is a kind of regret (may I loose it?)
And I'm wandering tryin' to realize
What I've so well disguised
Lost to a white desire
His hands were just upon my head
And He brought me out
Rising brightness of the Lord
Set me down in the middle of the valley
On a path full of bones and He led me
Around among them and behold
They were screaming silently at me
Asking for an answer
Through this breathing prophecy
I get out from disclosure
thought implosion
Floatin' timeless in the night
And I want to feel closer, really closer
To the essence of my own
Cause the violence that runs in my head
Is a kind of regret (am I dreaming?)
And I'm wandering tryin' to realize
What I've so well disguised
Lost to a white desire
I get out from disclosure
thought implosion
And I want to feel closer, really closer
And I'm wandering tryin' to realize
What I've so well disguised
Lost to a white desire
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Watching Down the Spiral
03:56
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Hiding in the shadow
Like mortals watch the day
Too scared to reach the movement
Fade to the eternal grey
And the breathe of this cold atmosphere
Reminds me of a place where I could stay
A rememberance of the day we fade away
Watching... Watching down the spiral
Where fragments of memories would lie again
And I'm watching the thoughts just floating from within
The secrets of the wounds that heal
the sun that turns to black
Scenes from second storey
Float From a Silver screen
Selected and divided
By this blind humanity
I've been rushin' so fast down the hill
Tryin' to wash away everything I feel
Wondering if I was awake and real
Watching... Watching down the spiral
Where fragments of memories would lie again
And I'm watching the thoughts just floating from within
The secrets of the wounds that heal
the sun that turns to black
Spinning around in circles
Everything changes but it stays the same
Spinning around again and again
Like an animal in pain
Spinning around in circles
Everything changes but it stays the same
Spinning around again and again
Like an animal in pain
Spinning around in circles
Everything changes but it stays the same
Spinning around again and again
Like an animal in pain
Spinning around in circles
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Strasbourg 1518
04:09
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Agli albori di un'estate in Alsazia
Una malia che ti avvolge
All'istante come fosse un incanto perenne
Fremono i passi
Tra slancio e lamento
Lei danza
Come colta da un fuoco
La segue uno stuolo di anime erranti
Strette nel giogo di un dolore inebriante
Strette in un gioco che si fa incessante
Danza fin che ne avrai forza
Danza ancora coi tuoi demoni accanto
Duole stride langue sempre
La fame d'anime di un corpo infranto
Nelle piazze di Strasburgo
Un'isteria improvvisa nasconde il pianto
Troffea dà inizio alla danza
Balla fino a sentirne lo schianto
Ad attenderli dietro ogni movenza
Se ne sta in disparte
Accorta ed inquieta
Lei nasconde i suoi veli
Nel solco di ogni ombra
La falce che avanza
Non la puoi scorgere lungo la via
Come fosse vento
Svela il respiro della sua pazzia
Danza fin che ne avrai forza
Danza ancora coi tuoi demoni accanto
Duole stride langue sempre
La fame d'anime di un corpo infranto
Nelle piazze di Strasburgo
Un'isteria improvvisa nasconde il pianto
Troffea dà inizio alla danza
Balla fino a sentirne lo schianto
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Hanging in the streets
Laughin' under a carnival moon
Spending the last days of our youth
All those sleepless nights together
And all the promises
We couldn't keep to ourselves
We didn't know that
Our naive happiness
It would be soon
Burned in the fire
A will-o'-the wisp
Where the long forgotten days
Did not make fail our desire
A twisted smile recalls your name
The ashes of the past
Somehow shall return to us
To take back what belongs to them
To bounce back the pain hidden within
Our words are still there
Even if everything fades
Blown by the wind...
Blown by the wind through the arcades
Our words are still there
Even if everything fades
Blown by the wind...
Blown by the wind through the arcades
A will-o'-the wisp
Where the long forgotten days
Did not make fail our desire
A twisted smile recalls your name
The ashes of the past
Somehow shall return to us
To take back what belongs to them
To bounce back the pain hidden within
A will-o'-the wisp
Where the long forgotten days
Did not make fail our desire
A twisted smile that cries your name...
We'd never be strangers when we meet
Even if we can't afford
All the promises
We couldn't keep
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Dancefloor Nostalgia
03:24
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In a whirlwind of tangled memories
I think back to those moments of pure abstraction
Pure abstraction...
The air was thick with cheap lacquer smoke
Sweat, latex and leather
Sweat, latex and leather
The complicit and hidden looks
Voices from the past like hooks
The complicit and hidden looks
Voices from the past like hooks
Standing as the lights go down
So you leave all thoughts outside
Let the strobelight be your guide
As you're moving to the beat
Through the smoke her steps are near
Strangers' eyes would sometimes meet
In those nights you desappear
Her raven hair
brushes upon my face
and furrows my thoughts
Like an enchanting decay
Creating a new form of intimacy
Uncoordinated gestures in rhythmic constancy
in rhythmic constancy...
Moved by a dancefloor nostalgia
Standing as the lights go down
So you leave all thoughts outside
Let the strobelight be your guide
As you're moving to the beat
Through the smoke her steps are near
Strangers' eyes would sometimes meet
In those nights you desappear
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There was a time when we've been dancin' in the snow
There came the hours when I was chained on my own
Trapped in a cage - tryin' to turn the page
Spreading colours like there's no tomorrow waitin' for us
only an echo of shattered images floating from the past
I let my hands flow like primitive painters used to do
Searchin' for something that's real
Searchin' for something that's true
And all of a sudden arrives the moment that
Everything seems to be so clear in my mind
While I get lost through my rememberance
So close to anything I used to feel in those days
Fragments of memories lie upon our lost chance
As the warmth of the sun disappears from your face
"Abbandonati in braccio al buio
Monti m’insegnate l’attesa:
All’alba – chiese
Diverranno i miei boschi.
Arderò – cero sui fiori d’autunno
Tramortita nel sole"
And all of a sudden arrives the moment that
Everything seems to be so clear in my mind
While I get lost through my rememberance
So close to anything I used to feel in those days
Fragments of memories lie upon our lost chance
As the warmth of the sun disappears from your face
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Venus In Disgrace Rome, Italy
Born in Rome in the second half of the 90s, Venus in Disgrace is a darkwave/synthpop duo made by Fabio Babini (vocals and
lyrics),and Max Varani (synth and programming).
and “Dancefloor Nostalgia” (Lost Generation Records)
is their first album after 20 years, mixed and mastered by Fabio Fraschini (Arctic Plateau, Novembre),
Keep on dancin' in the shadow!
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