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by La Petite Mort / Little Death

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released April 1, 2017

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Track Name: Intro
Rest your dead heart.
Track Name: Windchime
I never felt as numb as in this landscape.
Listen to the hum again and leave this part of my life.

I know you've had a soft shape.
Lists and pencils used to hide a scar.


I fell on an island of stones.
In a moment of clarity, I left myself in peace.

Is it knowledge? Or not?

I talk to the wall. Isn’t that insane? The scenery is the same.
All I say... All I say... All I say is…


Listen Brother. Won´t you go?
You've pushed me to insanity.
I have passed. You’re alone.
Come on Brother. Won’t you go?
Won’t you, brother?

This is why I’m always walking down these stairs.
This is why we walk, both of us.
This is why I’m always walking down these stairs.
With a sign.


This is why I’m always…
Track Name: This Name Rings A Bell
Concentration. With one step to sinsation.
All the people seem sad but feel alright. This is all just in my room.

Concentration. Smaller steps. Expectations.
All the people should hate me. This would be alright. There is nothing that I do.

Jump when I say so...
Jump when I fail...
How long from the edge to the ground.

Jump when I say so...
Jump when I fail...
At most you break a bone.

Jump when I say so...
Jump when I fail...
Failure means I cry. Chapped skin. Chapped skin.
Breaking bones.

I tried to memorize it.
I could not see the exact scene.
The only way. Breaking.

The only one who dared to break up. To break up. She felt free to say: Stop and feel right.
Shut down the process.
There was nothing more I could say.

Shut down the process.

This is the rise and fall. The rise and fall. One type of fall.

Chapped skin. Failure means I cry. Chapped skin.
The last time I fall.