1. |
To Dyonisos
03:48
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TO DYONISOS:
For some say, at Dracanum; and some, on windy Icarus; and some, in Naxos, O Heaven-born, Insewn; and others by the deep-eddying river Alpheus that pregnant Semele bare you to Zeus the thunder-lover. And others yet, lord, say you were born in Thebes; but all these lie. The Father of men and gods gave you birth remote from men and secretly from white-armed Hera. There is a certain Nysa, a mountain most high and richly grown with woods, far off in Phoenice, near the streams of Aegyptus...
“and men will lay up for her many offerings in his shrines. And as these things are three, so shall mortals ever sacrifice perfect hecatombs to you at your feasts each three years.”
The Son of Cronos Spike
and nodded with his dark brows.
the divine locks of the king
flowed forward from his immortal head,
and he made great Olympus reel.
So spoke wise Zeus and ordained it with a name.
At night, at night, say just a reason to go away, give me ten reasons to die.
Be favorable, O Dyonisus, Inspirer of frenzied women!
we singers sing of you as we begin and as we end a strain,
and none forgets you may call holy song to mind.
And so, farewell, Dionysus, Insewn,
with your mother Semele whom men call Thyone.
At night, at night, say just a reason to run away, give me ten reasons to die.
Cause we are here just to dance...
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2. |
Born Twice
04:33
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BORN TWICE:
If I were born two times
I’d ask you what you desire
But in this part
I hardly know
What you mean to me.
Is this an easy game?
Is this a perverse dream?
For now I know
I’d go again to the Underworld
To ask you
What do you desire?
(It’s been a long time searching for rise)
What do you desire?
(It’s been a long time searching for rise)
If you don’t know it
Don’t put the blame on the crowd
If you can’t be honest with you
Don’t make me love
As if you knew
What you desire
I’ve tried to dance with madness
I’ve tried to laugh at masks
Canibalism isn't interesting
When you can walk
After have been teared apart
I’ve learnt to distil the madness
I’ve learnt to make my best mask
To stay before you so I can shout
What do you desire?
(You can’t ask me to think for you, you can’t ask me to know)
What do you desire?
(You can’t ask me to love for you, you can’t ask me to feel)
If you don’t know it
Don’t put the blame on the crowd
If you can’t be honest with you
Don’t make me love
As if you knew
What you desire
Once a god gave his heart
To Semele to give me eyes,
She chewed it like a fruit
And in that night she started to die.
She started to die...
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3. |
The Old Young Girl
04:15
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THE OLD YOUNG GIRL:
The old young girl
Can look at the sun
She knows how to live
She knows how to die.
The old young girl
sleeps with the cats
She knows how to kiss
And make you feel crushed.
She thinks of the things
In a different way
That’s why has no seasons
The old young girl.
And if you speak loudly her name
The sound of the wind will take you away...
And if you speak loudly her name
The roar of the city will take her...
Don’t trust her sad eye...
The old young girl hasn’t got heart
Not because she has lost it
It belongs to the gods.
That’s why the old young girl is
Forever young,
That’s why the old young girl is
Forever old.
That’s why the old young girl
Always needs more.
The old young girl
Makes love with the fire
She can speak the beauty
Disclosing some lies.
The old young girl
Pulls out her white hair
She laughs with no reason
While catching the air.
She’s really hearing the Baubo’s old jokes
Or that what she says,
the old young girl.
The old young girl hasn’t got heart
Not because she has lost it
It belongs to the gods.
That’s why the old young girl is
Forever young,
That’s why the old young girl is
Forever old.
That’s why the old young girl,
Always needs more...
Teach me how to live,
Teach me how to please,
Teach me how to love,
Teach me how to be.
And you’ll learn how to live,
And you’ll learn how to please
And you’ll learn how to play,
At finally, how to kill…
Don’t trust her sad eye…
The old young girl hasn’t got heart
Not because someone has burst it
It belongs to the gods
That’s why she can break your world
To build her empire,
That is no more than an old fashion dress
she’s going to wear for a night.
That’s why the old young girl
Doesn’t need life.
(Why does she cry?)
Doesn’t need life.
What does she laugh at?
(Why does she cry?)
Doesn’t need life.
What does she laugh at?
(What does she want?)
Doesn’t need life.
Don’t trust her sad eye.
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4. |
Rea's Lullaby
05:05
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REA’S LULLABY:
Calm calm calm
Mamma’s good
Calm
Mamma’s good
Calm
The wind of madness brought you to me,
The wind of madness brushed what you hear,
Just one question with many answers,
And a tongue with very few marks,
They tried to hold you when you were young,
Thinking “there’s no beauty, so we are strong”,
And what kind of child hasn’t got a tender heart,
and doesn’t want to be a part,
Of the mysterious side of the light.
They were wrong, they were wrong,
You can turn sun into gold.
Chewing gum kid, chewing gum kid,
Why are you here?
I just want to be mine,
I don’t want to cry.
You walked when they said “don’t walk”
You talked when they said “don’t talk”
And now you stare at me with those pleading eyes
And say: I am what they want.
Becoming the “r” of “revolution”,
Doesn’t let me sleep,
But you told me a secret,
Only kids know why they cry,
And they’ll give you the grapes,
To sweeten your thoughts,
But, my baby, I’ll teach you how,
To make the wine.
I just want to be mine.
Chewing gum kid, chewing gum kid,
Why are you here?
I just want to be mine.
I just want not to cry.
And they will know why they cry in the nights,
And they will know who they love and can’t have,
And they will know why they cry in the nights,
And they will know who they love and can’t have,
And they will look at you,
And wish they have eaten you,
Cause now they’re lost,
And you are the born twice.
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5. |
Crystals
05:07
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CRYSTALS:
Hey, can you tell me this time how you’re going to eat the sun
Hey, can you tell me this time how the world is going to die
You sleep on a live coal bed
Cause, honey, you’re afraid from fire
You drink a glass of poison
Because you are afraid from wine
And now I’m here
With my pride devoured by
The distortion of the crystals in your mind,
We’ve gone through the mirror
One more time
Where am I?
Hey, can you tell me this time why a gob is better than the rain?
Hey, can you tell me this time why the love must pay the rap?
If you want to cross the door
I just can help you to find the key
Don’t try to blow the sacred flame
Because you just can’t feel it real.
And now I’m here
With my soul drowned by
The distortion of the crystals in your mind,
We’ve gone through the mirror
One more time
Where am I?
Don’t let them say to you what pleasure is
Don’t let them say…
Now I’m here
With your boundless soul in
The distortion of the crystals in my mind,
We’ve gone through the mirror
One more time
We’re alive!
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6. |
Naxos
03:36
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7. |
Hunger
04:32
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HUNGER:
Have you ever felt the hunger?
Have you ever felt the lust?
Have you ever fed a stranger?
Have you ever been outside?
Seeing my sleep you’ve found someone
Where you can leave your word to burst to burst
Your body, my sacred space
Your mind, when I want to fuck.
Well, I’m here, you’d better not cry
Cause, in the distance, I can see
Your teeth are as sharpened as mine.
When I felt the loneliness I realized
I could dance for me (for me, for you, for me...)
making love with the fire
Now that your presence is in,
I want to be fed
Bu your two delicious hands.
You turn my blood in wine.
You tried to be the food for the monster,
To have a rol in this play,
And I confess I don’t eat animals
Cause I’m loyal to your beautiful flesh.
Well, I’m here, you’d better not cry
Cause, in the distance, I can see
Your teeth are as sharpened as mine.
When I felt the loneliness I realized
I could dance for me, making love with the sun
Now that your presence is in,
I want to be fed
By your hunger for the life
You make me feel so fine.
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8. |
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THE ABANDONMENT OF ARIADNE:
It is morning one day more
Empty bottles on the floor
I know my prayers
I know the way back home.
Then, why am I angry again?
My fingers are, as always,
Dancing like loving roaches around your neck,
Then why am I not fucking excited anymore?
Anymore, anymore...
Maybe you’re now for the gods (You called him when came out the blood)
And I’m not the kind of man that
Takes which is beyond his throat.
And my heart, (your beauty hurts).
Where is my heart? (Where is your heart?)
Everything is in its place
All things seem to be the same,
Little beings die and are born peacefuly,
As if they had a reason to be.
If your sacrifice is meanless
Well, honey, you cannot blame me,
I can’t kill what it’s already dead,
So don’t call what it’s already gone
Where is my heart?
If your sacrifice is meanless,
Well, honey, you cannot blame me,
I can’t kill what it’s already dead,
So don’t call what is already gone.
Then, why am I angry again?
My fingers are, as always,
Dancing like loving roaches around your neck,
I’m just a pervert fool, a mean stranger on your skin throne
On your throne, on your throne...
Maybe you’re now for the gods (You called him when came out the blood)
And I’m not the kind of man that
Takes which is beyond his throat.
And my heart (your beauty hurts)
... I have no heart. (Where is your heart?)
I have no heart...
Where is my heart?
And I go before you wake,
Cause I want to think that perhaps
I would feel something if you didn’t hit me
When I go.
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9. |
Phedra (Losing You)
04:04
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PHEDRA (LOSING YOU):
I could say I’ve seen the oceans getting old,
I could say I’ve felt the desire in all its forms,
The dancing lines you see in my eyes,
Tell stories with no happy ends,
But you could fix it,
And that doesn’t give me calm,
And that doesn’t give me signs,
To make you mine.
I could say the girl you think you love,
Is just a mirror where your ego grows,
I could say I’ve laughed at all those women,
Who go out with jerks and beasts,
To make guys like you believe that they ,
Can save their lives before they can destroy themselves.
And that doesn’t give me calm.
And I could ask you what the hell you’re thinking,
break your fucking claims,
The stupid lines you use to make her smile,
If the ocean learnt to cry that will not cost so much.
But that doesn’t give me calm,
And that doesn’t make me fine,
And that doesn’t give me rights,
To set your world on fire…
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10. |
In Vino Veritas
02:00
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11. |
Wild Promises
04:22
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WILD PROMISES
We’ve arrived to the point
When the peace is the war
(I cannot believe what’s on my eyes)
We’ve arrived to that point
When two words can untie
A whole series of facts
(I think you’re right)
We are mature and this case
Doesn’t need a middleman at all
(No third parties at all)
To get money for saying you can’t speak
You can’t touch you can’t fuck
When I ran before you
You thought this girls is a nun
(It’s not exactly like that…)
But, oh baby, I wanted to see
Your face when you realize
I went around the world
To caress your beautiful back by surprise.
It’s important to say
That my dagger is for the third act.
(Girl, you’re driving me mad…)
You, sister of wilderness
You, son of the savage world
You, drink the wine of my blood
Or I won’t take you back your precious
Soul, sister of wilderness
Go, son of the savage world
You, drink the wine of my blood
Or otherwise I’m going to lose my hope.
When you were crying alone
And the world was so hard
(Life’s no fair for all of us)
Prisoner of those who hate
The high sense of humor and don’t know what’s fun.
You could be coward as them
But, honey, you did find another way
(Yes, I found another way)
now you run free like water
In their cement conventional veins.
I have to say, please, don’t misunderstand my intentions
(I ‘d never do a thing like that)
I’m a good girl that doesn’t want to
Hurt your creative imagination
(Give me a try)
That’s why I think we should go
On with this civilized conversation
Where I can talk without this dress
In the name of good education
You (go, go, go), sister of wilderness
You, (come, come, come) son of the savage world
You, (more, more, more) drink the wine of my blood
Or I won’t take you back your precious
Soul, (go, go, go) sister of wilderness
Go, (more, more, more) son of the savage world
You, (more, more, more) drink the wine of my blood
Or otherwise I’m going to lose your hope.
Don’t let me go!
You (go, go, go), sister of wilderness
You, (come, come, come) son of the savage world
You, (more, more, more) drink the wine of my blood
Or I won’t take you back your precious
Soul, (go, go, go) sister of wilderness
Go, (more, more, more) son of the savage world
You, (more, more, more) drink the wine of my blood
Or otherwise I’m going to lose your heart.
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12. |
Second Time
05:34
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SECOND TIME
I feel a kind of peace,
A kind of calm,
As if I’ve never been hurt before.
Dismiss the innocence,
When we can count our scars,
More than ten fingers are needed for that,
But now I want them all on my hips,
Thanks to you I have understood,
That forgiving the Storm,
It’s not about closing my eyes or yours,
Thanks to you I have realized.
That for love there’s a second time,
Born twice...
All the love songs that I’ve written before,
Were done to remind me this very moment,
There are words falling from my pores,
Fighting for adjusting into your silence,
And I must confess that I loved you,
Since the moment we said “let’s do drama”,
The play’s the thing,
The rest is noise…
For love there’s a second time!
When you build your own house,
You don’t have to say sorry for living...
That’s how you make me feel,
And when I don’t feel your fingers on my hips,
And when this story becomes in just one more scar (the healer one).
I will remember this second time,
As if it was the first myth,
Told from a cold broken womb...
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Sybiliam Spain
Sybiliam is an electro-mysteric rock band, with lyrics with a strong influence of Greco-Roman mythology. Its songs, in English, Spanish and Latin, create an atmosphere where, with a current perspective, the sacred and the profane meet, giving rise to a show where dance, fusion and drama complete the sense of the band. ... more
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