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Timeline
03:47
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All of this will go down in our own history. All of this will be part of you and me. I tore the pictures from the wall because they did not recall the double edge of the knife and the bitter taste of the sun soothing and the picturesque views of the landscapes we crossed. There´s a hidden sadness in this serenity. Like a calm after the storm. In these memories of rugged mountains and with mixed feelings. Engraved in our timeline. Carved in a tree and painted our history. All of this has become, part of you part of me. All of this has become a burden to you an insight to me. Part of you. Part of me.
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Dysphoria
03:41
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Oh, winter is coming and tension is building up. Sunlight doesn´t reach, the surface of your cold and withered heart, and bitter soul. What should I say, what should can I say? When it only adds fuel to your fire. What should I think, what should I be? When it only adds fuel to your fire. What am I supposed to feel? Dissociated with feelings. Dissociated with life. Winter is coming and tension is building up. Seems there’s nothing in your heart that keeps it from falling apart. What should I say, what should I say? When it only adds fuel to your fire. What should I think, what should I be? Some things just aren’t meant to be. To burn. Meant to burn. I’m adding fuel to your flames so maybe now you’re able to see the fire.
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Labyrinth
02:36
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Colors left your eyes for a grey denial. Reasons to look up to the sky have slowly faded to black. With the constant urge to push things forward and the impatience for a new day to transcend. To put yourself to the test. The fear of changes will keep you here inside this labyrinth. Focused only on yourself. Detached from reality. Try to get lost. To set foot on an unpaved path. To get lost in yourself. One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star.
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Focus
04:24
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Drained and behind time. Trying to keep together my motivations and pieces of my mind that has long been astray and painted by agony. And it doesn´t recognize the warm heart in your eyes. The island is fading away into a pale and restless ocean. Focus, there’s still a song to sing. Focus. Focused on the price of time but the scares are not worth the fight. At the end of the day. At the end of the trade. As the island is fading away into a pale and restless ocean. Focus, there’s still a song to sing. Focus, forget not. There’s still a song to sing. A breathless haste, a lust for gold. Spreading a lack of affection like a blanket over our conscience. The island is fading away into a pale and radiating ocean. Focus, there’s still a song to sing. Focus, forget not.
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Torrential is a four piece package since oct 2016. With experience in extreme music from past collaborations, now combining post-metal with chaotic, punishing hardcore which quickly alternates with black metal and crust punk into an effective march of furiosity and progression ... more
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