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Defeated
04:00
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DEFEATED
Figures of flesh seeking and brushing each other,
Until they're fixed to the ladder
In a territory of fear.
From the child to the socialized man
The eyes are merciless,
The body does not forgive.
Force imposes itself,
Over the indecisive mind.
He has been searching for relief
He has been waiting for his turn,
Stamping his feet in the wings
Among half-dark places, needing a side unseen.
Silent struggle reigning,
He's been defeated.
Ten years have gone, and all is said and done.
He can see eyes turning away,
And on the mouths, what's left unsaid.
Failing to the ladder and falling off the stage,
Into defeat, the friend is forgotten.
« I've acted like a deaf and blind man,
The way of parody...
Among those I can only see now.
There's so many of them,
Hanging on to their loss,
Crowding this acid ground
That I've never tamed... »
LYRICS BY VINCE MATT. 2012/2013
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Ode To The Dawn Of Man
06:16
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ODE TO THE DAWN OF MAN
Franges de brume aux flancs des collines
Frontières dissimulées
Je marche sur les traces
de mes songes enfouis
Inertes impressions de vague
mystérieuses humiliations... de la peur
Here come the Nomadic sorcerers
Walking under surface
To serve profound lore.
Red hands all over walls
Thousand-year-old Signature...
The floor is full of bear's den
Here come the Nomadic sorcerers
Eating peculiar mushrooms.
To lie awake under the ceiling
drawing paintings
And leaving marks
Of mineral and animal dreams...
Qu'un immense désert de roche
Fuite indéfinie de l'oeil
Bloody rituals
Lové dans une de leurs tanières
Une brume d'images m'envahit
les volutes de fumée, les soudaines étincelles,
les fragiles architectures de pigments et de cendres...
ODE TO THE DAWN OF MAN
Kneeling before the altar of the bear
The worship seems to be existing
The cave resounds again
with singings and bone flute
As in ancestors times
Tout autour, les fauves s'échappent,
Fresque sauvage et mouvante
Courant frénétique aux tons vifs
Un millier d'empreintes rouges
Me traversent le crâne...
Fuir devant le troupeau
s'échapper de leur antre
Fermer à jamais le portail
de mes illusions rupestres...
Inertes impressions de vague
mystérieuses humiliations... de la peur
Nuances de noir...
Le vertige des yeux perdus dans l'espace
Taciturne océan
Aux archipels allumés de flammes !
LYRICS BY NECROC. 2014/2015
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Simulacre Bordeaux, France
NecroC.
-Guitars&Vocals
Thaurr -Guitars
KhanHard -Bass
J. Deana -
Drums
Simulacre was born in 2015 as the heir of french black metal pioneer band Asmodée. Old school influences and infernal black metal dissonance are combined to create a chaotic yet theatrical atmosphere. After a few line-up changes Simulacre are currently finalizing “Les Voix du Sang” that should be unleashed in 2021/2022.
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