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Stranded
05:57
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Just think
Take a look around
It's time to understand why we've got so far
Take your time
Taste the breeze around you
Restore the memory of your native ground
And walk
To shake the daily balance
And dissociate yourself from the opinion less
Behold
How loud the sound of aphasia can be
On a journey with no destination
Now run
"You got no choice" the media say
It's the dead-end track of trending ideologies
Deviate
To be radically different
And tie again the wires of identity
Destroy
Anywhere they build
Their Standardization of opinions
Flattening of emotions
Re-build
Whenever they destroy
Keep persevering now
The rest will follow
I'm here, with my conception
And I'm a stranger in the native land
Homeless in a foreign one
Here, with no direction
I'm trapped within this frame
Full of woodworms and naphthalene
Here, this Cybercircus
A neofeudal constitutional
Architecture camouflage
I'm here, with my conception
And I'm a stranger in the native land
Homeless in a foreign one
Here, this Cybercircus
A neofeudal constitutional
Architecture camouflage
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Genius Loci
07:19
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Lost
Wandering in search of the truth
Without returning all the way back
Roaming is an incomplete play
Synthetic spirits barcoded souls
A theatrically redefined existence
The intimidatory power of the politically correct
Will have our dreams killed replaced by lingering guilt
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Wrong. Each face of this coin is wrong
In this land of the duplicitous eulogy with its overturned foolish justice
This worldwide jail of coexistence, reflection of our cattle-like existence
Pentesilea is all around
Hell is on the ground
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
Meandering on this road trip to nowhere
Leaving rose tinted glasses behind
Post modernity traumatic disorder
Just feel it one more time
Consult it one more time and
Speak to me, tell the waters to raise or fall
Listen now, it speaks
Speak to me
Tell the tale one more time
Of its Irreverent scene of protest
Against the modern world
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Spectral Regrowth
04:52
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Water clouds dancing up here
Streaming cold trails down the trees
Riding stubbornly gradient fields
Water lowering entropy
"Water" echoes desperation
Between the lips of the sentenced
Inherently colourless
Water cleanses consciousness
From here we can compassionately observe
Human fears
They all mean nothing
All the way up here.
Rise, fall, flow, infiltrate
And cleanse all one more time
Rise, fall, flow, infiltrate
And cleanse all one more time
From here we can compassionately observe
Human fears
They all means nothing
All the way up here.
Water dancing with the moon
Drawing landscapes in the gloom
Water builds up gluten nets
Rooting down civilizations
Water mountains sinking ships
Navigator's goodbye kiss
Water claims life of men
Rusting vessels, painting stains
Rise, fall, surge, infiltrate and cleanse all one more time.
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6. |
Give Them Space
05:47
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7. |
Shades Of The Night
06:12
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We are eagles without a sight
We are mistakes in a byte progression
We are the keepers of inner fire
We are the seers of fantastic visions
And we're just grains in the desert dust
Corrupted symbols of my salvation
Don't you see the blood's been spilled...
To feed the virgin ground?
Sacrificed, terrorized we fear the Gods
Hypnotized and sometimes we are the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
We're growing up hearing lullabies
Then follow rails leading to depression
We're feeding our mental alibis
Still not enough to avoid damnation
Like the cool water on a sleepy face
Suddenly comes soul examination
Much easier to say…
Than understand what really is
Scarified, terrorized we fear the Gods
Genocides yes sometimes we feel the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
We are eagles without a sight
We are mistakes in a byte progression
We are the keepers of inner fire
We are the seers of fantastic visions
Sacrificed, terrorized we fear the Gods
Satisfied and sometimes we are the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
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One day you might blink and realize
You haven't seen a friend for twenty years or so…
Time waits for no man with its crushing hands of fate
There might not be another time
I know, we felt forever lasting, feasting in those days
You laugh telling me it's not the darkest night
Yet deep inside we feel like shooting stars
Out on the road of life I've learned how to walk
Down memory lane with you upon my shoulders
With each grain of sand falling, we learned
The shape and size of life – our footprints in the sand
In this sleepless isolation I can finally bear the weight
Of the unspoken words we carry
I am because you are
As you are just because I am
I was because you had to be
You are because we were
Since the time when I was taught on how to read
To the noble art of storytelling
From worshipping of flesh and bones
To an introspective journey of sacred tones
You are the missing melody, the link between two worlds
And all this
It's just because you are
You are just because I am
I was because you had to be
You are because we were
Since the time when I was taught how to read
To the noble art of storytelling
From worshipping of flesh and bones
To an introspective journey of sacred tones
You are the missing melody, the link between two worlds
And all this
To a retrospective journey through flimsy chords
You are the missing melody, the link between two worlds
And all this
It's just because you are
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10. |
Pentesilea Road
06:37
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It's deep inside everyone of us
Yet it spreads for miles and miles around
Human centered gravity field
It fits no one of us
Regimented trees lead the way
To being trapped in its metropolitan frame
Stuck in a dream of a steady decline
While dancing the cosmopolitan pantomime
Maze, urban ceremonial neon lights
And that white uncorrelated noise
Crawling silently all the time
Stones reverberating morning sun
While I'm trying
Just to run away
Where once were paths marked with saintly stones
Now Lies hordes of grimacing opulence
Behold the landscape turning vertical
In this endless loop of deceiving promises
One life, One space
No gates, no walls, no boundaries anywhere
No Rules, No State
An iconoclast's decadent itch
Don't dream, don't scream
Don't lie to me.
Now you know It's in everyone of us
And It spreads for miles and miles around
Human centered gravity field
It fills no one of us
Maze, urban ceremonial neon lights
While I'm trying to face the fear and not
To run away
One life, One space
No gates, no walls, no boundaries anywhere
No Rules, No Faith
An iconoclast's decadent itch
No life, No space
No city gates in its liquid periphery
One loop, one maze
A temporary Infinity
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11. |
A Tale Of Dissidence
06:17
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A long time ago
I couldn't even wonder how
This very day would have been
A cheap metaphor a naive consideration
Can ease my mind and put it back to rest
A Radio signal from the past
Faded a long time back
Still vibrates within my mind
Somewhere in between life and sudden death
The media mouth has all the answers
For those who have no questions
Our cognitive capability Reduced to a submissive digital grunt
Your behavior is the new gold standard
Private space has gone for sale
Lost on the way to freedom
While the radio keeps calling my name again
Broadcasted call
Unsolicited whispering
I can hear it clear
It's my name
Radio Ufo Sturno
Just a childhood's name
It brings my conscience back to when our world was free
Now I'm burning at the stake of marketing abuse
Labeled like a lamb
Radio Ufo Sturno
It can never be the same
Processed prepackaged lives when before our world was free
Now that I'm burning at the stake of marketing abuse
Labeled like a lamb
It's the finest art of Yankee business
Their finest art
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We are eagles without a sight
We are mistakes in a byte progression
We are the keepers of inner fire
We are the seers of fantastic visions
And we're just grains in the desert dust
Corrupted symbols of my salvation
Don't you see the blood's been spilled...
To feed the virgin ground?
Sacrificed, terrorized we fear the Gods
Hypnotized and sometimes we are the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
We're growing up hearing lullabies
Then follow rails leading to depression
We're feeding our mental alibis
Still not enough to avoid damnation
Like the cool water on a sleepy face
Suddenly comes soul examination
Much easier to say…
Than understand what really is
Scarified, terrorized we fear the Gods
Genocides yes sometimes we feel the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
We are eagles without a sight
We are mistakes in a byte progression
We are the keepers of inner fire
We are the seers of fantastic visions
Sacrificed, terrorized we fear the Gods
Satisfied and sometimes we are the Gods
Finding shelter from the shadows, in the shades of the night
There's no other place to go when you feel blinded
When you scream no one is listening, in the shades of the night
What a sad sensation hiding from the light
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Pentesilea Road Italy
Pentesilea Road is a post-progressive journey along the roads of the Invisible Cities.
A tale of
dissidence; an irreverent act of protest against the modern world.
Pentesilea Road is:Vito F. Mainolfi - Guitars, Bass, Programming, Backing Vocals
Lorenzo Nocerino / Ray Alder / Michele Guaitoli - Vocals
Ezio Di Ieso - Piano & Keys
Alfonso Mocerino / Mark Zonder - Drums
... more
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