1. |
Unending Autumn Funeral
02:08
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2. |
Dying Sun
04:37
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The treetops shed tears on the ground the color of their sadness,
like the stained walls of an old garden,
I see a small wall with black bars of a house with a pantheon door,
I directly think of suicide,
Dying sun...
Dying sun...
Dying sun...
Dying sun...
The sun slowly sets on another day
The lights of the city start to fade away
And in the shadows of the buildings I stand
I think of all the sorrow that I can't escape
And how easy it would be to just end it all
To let go of this pain and finally find some of...
In the sunset,
I am a soul searching for a differents ways to die
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3. |
Old Garden
05:06
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I remember the noise of the iron door
I remember the chrysanthemum hanging in the air
That led to the garden where my memories were stored
Gouged out his eyes to think, gloom and depression hangs heavy over me
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Those were days of nostalgia that I can still recall
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No matter what I do, I can't seem to get rid of this anxiousness
My mind is going down, I'm feeling so gone
The wind's howling, I'm alone in the night
These memories won't go away with my plight
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I remember the noise of the irons
That leads to the garden, like a distant roar
I Remember the noise of…
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I look back on those days
and still recall the way leading to
the garden where my saddest times were stored.
Despite feeling a dark sadness,I can still conjure some pictures in my mind of those days gone by.
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My mind is going down, I'm feeling so gone
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4. |
Urban Sadness
04:22
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Autumn's colors bleed,
blending with my inner despair,
As depression's cold embrace intensifies the air.
The afternoon haze cloaks nostalgia in a shroud,
Silence echoes loudly,
tormenting my head.
The city's decay mirrors the fragments of my thoughts,
Unleashing the flood of anguish,
The leaves gently weep,
In this urban landscape, memories run deep.
As the sun retreats, its warmth slowly pales.
Nostalgic urban Autumn,
A melancholic dirge,
As shadows deepen,
darkness starts to loom,
devouring remnants of life.
Embracing the solitude in streets gloom
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5. |
Sombras del Atardecer
02:32
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6. |
I Feel Hollow
09:59
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I feel hollow, I’m fallen down
I feel hollow, I'm fallen down
I feel hollow, I’m fallen down
I feel hollow, from inside
I think about that night
Many pills, and above all
Much pain, blood and groans
I must not sleep
I must take care that you don’t bleed out
a death to live
I feel hollow, I’m fallen down
I feel hollow, I'm fallen down
I feel hollow, I’m fallen down
I feel hollow, from inside
I think about that night
Many pills, and above all
Much pain, blood and groans
I must not sleep
I must take care that you don’t bleed out
a death to live
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7. |
Furia
03:45
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I hate myself
I hate you and everything
I feel the grateful need
to break everything into 1000 pieces
I couldn't see your light
I regret it a lot,
because I feel that maybe
I could have done something to keep you from shutting down
semi-solid red spheres
emanating pain
falling one by one
causing a vacuum in crescendo
the absence of your light surrounds me
like the rope to the throat,
let me fall, I scream
so that we can become one in your darkness
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8. |
Lágrima
06:09
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At midnight, in August,
I'm still apathetic in the corner
This situation fills me with grief,
like a trapped tear.
And, slowly dripping, drop by drop,
your blood is spilling on the ceramic...
I see your dead eyes, and I can smell the blood,
the smell describes your death, our pain, and the immense sadness makes me tear up
Teardrop
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9. |
Depressive Sunday
02:52
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