1. |
Montage
00:58
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2. |
Palisade
03:33
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Inside a dream I had a glimpse of a publicity
That contained a strange philosophy, for everybody
They were forcing people to buy their useless shits
Packaging their craps into flourished kits, they almost got me!
And since I've looked a couple of time behind
Protecting myself like a porcupine, they're still cunning
Running in all directions to avoid their grasping hits
I'm still forced to buy their plastic shits, whenever I can...
I am still convulsing, Iam still convulsing
If I had a million shields, I would not be affraid of buying things...
Inside a dream I had glimpse of lucidity
That's when I realised the lack of privacy, they almost got me!
And since I've looked a couple of places beside
Still haven't found anywhere to hide, we rushed into...
They were forcing people to buy their useless craps
Packaging their shits into glorious acts, they couldn't react!
And since I've looked a couple of time away
Making myself like a palisade,
They're still aiming, They're still aiming, They're still aiming, and
They're still aiming, They're still aiming, They're still aiming,
Whenever they can...
I am still convulsing, Iam still convulsing
If I had a million shields, I would not be affraid of buying things...
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3. |
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I’m alone despite the fact that there’s
Too many people that likes to stare
Slaughter houses in construction chains
Mountains of delectable destructions
I feel like I was a shrimp, in a sea of blue whale pimps
Other morbidities or life hook-hanging
The peak doesn’t exist
Eternal snow, frozen spirits
In a meanless existence craterium…
I feel like I was a shrimp, in a sea of blue whale pimps
Falling into a dark hole
I wished it could be much mellow but sour
A little canoe on the ocean of life
Must not choose the wrong shore
I feel like I was a shrimp, in a sea of blue whale pimps
Some are hostile and dried-up
Wet water deep and black
White and endless desert
Should we buy some red instead ?
I feel like I was a shrimp, in a sea of blue whale pimps
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4. |
Traffic
05:04
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Such a strange and electric vibe covers the city's skies tonight
Compressed thoughts pushing in a funnel, I think I’m giving up
As I try to keep 'em out of sight
And I say
Everyone inside my head So
So I see these people rushing on me, hurry on me, dancing on me
And I stare at them abusing my body
Not everyone at the same time oh
Not everyone in the same space
There’s a place for all of you outside and elsewhere
And I say
Everyone outside my head Stop!
Nonononononononono
Please stop
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5. |
Montagne
01:53
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6. |
Somebody in the attic
05:42
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Everytime I hear a second opinion than mine
That would be the one upstairs
And everytime I try to investigate
Something drives my attention away
Crawling up, silently, sort it out
Whispers in my cavities quite oftenly
Shut it off, still's on, shout again
I heard that voice several times
And still, it never came out
And everyone inside
They scares the shit out of me!
If there's someone above
Then I'm waiting patiently
Everytime I hear that wood floor crack
That would be the one inside
And everytime I try to yell a little louder
Wonders if someone's in the attic
Crawling up, silently, sort it out
Whispers in my cavities quite oftenly
Shut it off, still's on, shout again
I heard that voice so many times and
Now it's really coming out
And now I think it's really coming out
And everyone inside
They scares the shit out of me!
Stay close to the light
Don't flip into the dark side...
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7. |
Wait, now
04:18
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Wait now for fireballs
Wait now for fireballs
Wait now for answers
Wait now not later…
Such a beautiful panorama
Everything disappears
Wait now for devil’s fingers
Wait now for fireballs
Wait now to watch the show
Wait now to see…
The end
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ArelKing
Formé de Francis Duruisseau (voix, claviers, guitare), Raphaël Thibodeau (guitare, claviers, basse), Mathieu Beaudet (basse, synthétiseur, guitare) et Sophane Beaudin-Quintin (rythme), le quatuor persiste et signe avec un son touffu, accrocheur et pleinement assumé qui lui est propre. Celui d’une musique d’images, où chaque pièce évoque sa scène, et chaque album, son film. ... more
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