Portraits

by Fall Of Minerva

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released March 25, 2016

Guest vocals on Träume: Luca Rocco (Storm{O})
Guest vocals on Ask the River: Chris Hell (Fjort)
Recorded by Paolo Canaglia, Marco Canaglia and Maurizio Baggio
Produced and mixed by Maurizio Baggio at Hate Recording Studios (IT)
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music (USA)

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Track Name: Beyond The Pines
I came here to curse the shadow in my mind while my stomach rips itself open from the inside.
Ivy creeps up my back, scratching and strangling my brains.
I bury my face in my hands, hoping something will put an end to this all.
My sighs are mute anguished screams of a grieve.
I’ve lost and then trapped.
Are we anything but a constant storm of thoughts and unresolved doubts?
What are we?
What are we?
I want to know, what are we, if not a constant storm of thoughts..a constant storm…
a constant storm?
How would self-awareness be nurtured if we didn’t go through our thoughts ceaselessly?
What I fear and repulse is captive inside of me haunting my soul, I tried my best to defend myself, but I’ve got to let it go.
I came here to curse the shadow in my mind and this I write for those who dream of a simple way to live an existence free of constant self-demands, of the chance to just breath deeply, without filling one’s lungs with self-criticism.
I came here to set my mind free.
Track Name: Novocaine
In the end all that’s left is that scream in your hallway at night,
Hands and shapes, those twisted guts.
It' s all stuck, it's like an invisible scar
It's all stuck somewhere in my mind.
When the storm started out we met in the street, trying to hide the tears welling from our eyes in the rain.We talked about time forever lost and I said we always make sense of things once they’re gone.
Our sense of immortality has turned us into a youth full of regrets.
And I’m talking to the part of you you’ve lost in a forest of worn out habits
Have you forgotten those breathless sighs on the back seat of my car?
Our sense of immortality has turned us into a youth full of regrets
You taught me to let it go, you taught me to let it go.
And I’m not wishing for your return, I gave up thinking about what’s left.
It's only two sheets to rip off the wall and those chords that’ll always strike me inside.
This is the last chapter of our favorite book that we know by heart and for which we will always hope of getting a different ending.
It doesn't make sense to keep cursing myself or fate,
I swallowed so many sins I can no longer feel their weight.
Track Name: Boundless Lands, Confined Thoughts
I lie wide-eyed on the ground, while I stare at these landscapes that are slowly burning among walls of flames, in a land I never got the chance to know.
I am so far removed from my everything.
All of this might one day not astonish me, all of this might someday lose its scent, dampened, just as everything will fade away.
I feel blessed and proud to be standing exactly where I got to stand, to be feeding my mind with the new keeping it busy, leaving behind the pressure and exhaustion of surviving under the weight of concerns.
I got told I must accept the banality of living, but what’s the price to pay?
I know all I’m running away from is still there, waiting home, at my front door, waiting to wrap its strong limbs around me. That day will come. The sun will stop shining on my face, warming my blood, and my existence will get on clipping my own wings.
Track Name: Träume
Stringo i miei denti di plastica, che non frantumerò mai per quanto io possa stringere
e non voglio combattere con la solita alluvione anche stanotte
che sempre inghiotte tutto e distrugge me e quello che vedo.
Sono sempre da solo a una stazione verso il tuo posto lontano.
Vorrei solo fermarmi e smettere di salire.
Ma ogni notte è sempre più insidioso cerco di aggrapparmi ma non ci sono appigli.
Il lungo treno continua a salire, ogni notte ormai è sempre lo stesso.
Vedo una grande città, grandi vie silenziose
forse devo nascondermi da qualcosa o qualcuno.
Sento un inspiegabile senso di inquietudine
Vorrei che tu fossi qui, a mentirmi come tu sai fare,
a dirmi che non siamo poi così diversi, nonostante il tempo che è passato.
Track Name: Green Ghost
She was there always walking on that stage
She was there, admiration and desire
The whole world, the whole world in her hands.
But then it started sliding away as grains of sand in an hourglass,
as the dirty blood now flowing in her clogged veins.
Time always wins and washes everything away.
Now she’s not smiling anymore, no more dancing through the air.
She deceived herself day by day.
Sitting, she only waits for her slow decay and yet again she walks down the street as if it was the stage, but there’s no more admiration, no more desire, as they walk through her as she was a ghost.
Now she’s not smiling anymore, no more dancing through the air.
She deceived herself day by day, for way too long.
And I wonder how she can still get up
still wearing that pretty dress.
Every day, in her own world, whose walls speak of gone memories and illusions.
Every day, in her own world.
Track Name: Caronte
You imagined your eyes forever shutting
your breath dying in your lungs way too many times.
You know your consciences will eventually beg
for more time and forgiveness.
Have you found the easiest way out of desperation?
No one will drown in those dark, still waters, without clinging to their own souls, lingering between the reign of the living and the underworld of the dead.
Being human we keep asking ourselves
questions that will never have an answer.
All these lies' roots are buried in the fear of the unknown.
Track Name: Demagogy
I'm trashing your disgusting speeches.
I'm sickened and I want to contaminate your unbearable pre-fabricated falsehood.
Heartless puppets, I've seen you changing sides countless times as you sold yourselves for some more applause.
Now you're nailed to your contradictions, to the insignificance of the empty, constructed beliefs you bluster about.
Where does the truth lie, among all your rage?
The curtain is closing on this sickening, hypocritical farce.
Fishing for consensus to obtain personal gain.
The gap between your words and your vile selves widens with every passing day.
The air smells of your rotten, foul populist lies, no matter how hard you try to conceal it.
You sicken me.
Track Name: Grave Of The Fireflies
Brambles and ruins, this is what remains all for your dirty gain.
A few raise their voices, but they're only pretending they even care.
"The lesser evil for a greater good" you said, and the many,
only guilty of naivety, wonder where they lost their mercy.
No rules count anymore, nor does religion, and you know it,
No rules count anymore, nor does religion, and you know it.
You smothered the howl of your conscience
The few that will survive won't forget the look in the eyes of those who had their whole lives taken away guilty of nothing.
Misery screams her lungs out, bursting the eardrums of the cold-hearted.
Your soldiers don't fight for progress, nor for any idealism.
Your soldiers don't fight for progress, nor for any right cause.
No right cause.
Just sit on your chair and let them die.
Track Name: Ask The River
The smell of ink on this sheet of paper reminds me the scent of your dyed hair around my neck.
I can recall the cracking leaves we used to step on that fall walking by night, while I hold these
memories tight to my chest.
I feel like I’m lying on a bed made of stone, wrapped in flames,
burning from the inside, pushing me down and making it so hard for me to breathe.
While the wind blows and waves relentlessly crash on the shores of my mind, the memory of the timeless conversation we shared without saying a word, it hits me;
Our eyes, meeting and seeing everything, that ended up not looking, not recognising each other.
Your eyes, I’ll never have on me again as the song played on, you would listen to it, crying hard, but silently, on my shoulder, while your love flowed away with your tears.
The little girl you used to be is still trying to plant those seeds along the river bank, digging among the hard stones, in front of the silent, high wall we built between us day by day, day by day.
We’re trying to plant those seeds in front of the silent, high wall we built between us day by day
we built between us day by day
we built between us day by day.