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Indrid Cold
04:37
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It was a cold
Cold night
Lanterns scattered the air
Behind the amber palettes
Of open windows
I could feel my eyes
Opening slowly
To see the unseen nights
My desires
How dark they were
Black diamonds
Hidden inside
Covered by the ashes
Of the Gothic city
Under the sunset
Of ruby red star
And there they were
Shades closed for all of our tomorrows
Those that will never be
And the island I've seen in my dreams
Far away on the open seas
I've been lost out of the den
Shut beneath the veil
Dreaming of unforgettable whispers
Of the Opium Trail
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I feel my breathing begin to increase
It covers me like an eiderdown of sweet dust
It's like silence
Interlaced by the clinking of glasses
Like a dense mist in the garden of tangerine
A vase full of foam
In which I drown
And chase the dragons
To catch them by their golden tails
Into the wild eyes
I tumble and drown
In between the warm smudges
Of this ocean of smoke
Green and red lights on the shore
A thousand stars colliding
And I am another
Green lamps flood me with their light
They speak the language of the moon
As I break through the black sky
To open the door
And drown in every droplet of rain
In the falling sky of the London night
In the cold stabbing of my skin
In the pulse of my blood
These are the wild eyes hidden behind a curtain
Ruby shadow over the altar of candles
Wild eyes shut under the veil
Underwater lanterns of the opium trail
I will take the shores
And raise them up high
Up above the walls
Between you and I
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There are these old stairs, upon which we were climbing
Flickering lights, like lamps on the water
Reflected upon windows, from behind which someone is always staring
Looking at us from behind the shades that are closed for all our tomorrows
There is a tunnel, in the old town underground
Under the river that springs from the ice cold jars
In the entrance to the shadowy theatre
In serpentines plaited in the tobacco swirl
The ardour of candles is diffused
And glitters in cold drops
That cling to the red glass
I was on my knees, at her feet, begging
When she was laying in the midst of withered rose petals
I was begging her to be the howling in the darkness
A wind that brings the storm
A dawn on the plains that is scorched by the sun
A black tile of water above the immeasurable fathoms of cold
Of the underwater century
I remember her telling me
Repeating all the time
That those, who fear
Are lost
In the sinful arms of Andromeda
Among speeding flocks of cormorants
In waterfalls of endless nights
Above which flamingos welcome the rising sun
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Jack Of Diamonds
08:18
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I've got stitches in my skin
To heal the wounds left by the explosives
That I have found upon her lips
Cherry drops of dynamite
And her tears in diamonds
Under the silken armour
In the thick stream of this darkened street
Between mannequins and masks impaled on the stilts
And now, when it is dawn - I spread my arms
Burnt upon the wind like a homeless phantom
Weaved into this cold without pausing for a single breath
I wait for her - patient, unbroken
Like a burning throat, like a broken branch
My tired legs are screaming out in pain
Myself - an idiot's dream, skin furrowed by the knife
Myself - the voice of a madman thrown upon the wind
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Take Me Black
09:02
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On these hollow fields of depth
Black shadows and violet serpentines
The ocean hides the beasts inside
And they're calling me again
I respond, dreaming no more
The lights start to flow like a river of aquamarine
All the big pictures and small fears crawling together like a circus troupe
All mine in this hour of ruby sunset
Light fades on the sea as I rest my head aboard
The unseen and immeasurable depth holds the ship in its arms
Causing the sails to shiver on the cold wind
Night walks behind us
With drops of rain on her lips
Deep red
In warm smoke
She speaks
And I see each day of my life
Her voice scratches my mind
It will never reach me again
Unless one day the eternity stops running
Lost in harbour of possibilities
I chose solitude
Trees on the shoreline will never hold my hand
Never speak or even look
Never open their eyes for me
As the shadows pass the ocean and cover me as I lie
I feel that we move
In the light of a day
I always stood in shadows
Always thirsting with questions
Never receiving answers
Step by step
My opium trail
Leaves me by the sea
Now, please
Only take me back, into the black
Molokai
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Ollin
Ollin is a project fusing ambient, electronica & progressive rock formed in 2005 by Juan R Leõn and Radek Kordasiewicz.
Ollin's material also includes extensive contributions from collaborators Bill Forth and Reed Hayes.
Ollin recommends:
Emotional Response Sound Experiments Volume Two: SLEEP
by Juan R Leõn
Second part of Juan's Emotional Response Sound Experiments.
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Farewell to Earth
by Radek Kordasiewicz
Radek's first solo record.
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