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Omnium Gatherum
« Steal the Light »
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1 | Wastrel
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| 2 | Son’s Thoughts
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| 3 | Candle For Giordano Bruno
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| 4 | Ammo
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| 5 | Lost And Found |
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Antti Filppu - vocals
Markus Vanhala - guitars
Harri Pikka - guitars
Mikka Pennanen - keyboards
Janne Markkanen - bass
Jarma Pikka - drums |
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Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Pump Studios
by Nino Laurenne, December 2001
Mastering at The Mastering Room, Goteborg,
Sweden by Goran Finnberg, January 2002 |
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| 1. Wastrel
Yes I can't deny the worn-out and truthful if it's picturesque
Just a saying... not useful
Resolve that great chain of aging and fierce hours
So soon it becomes annoying to us
Yes between her thighs it was nothing
I don't know if she even lives but you...
And I never was in nee |
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Unless it would come through my heart's shape
Not like they who say it in today's fashion
Now you know what's going on with me
Trying to steal the light
And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
I'm still here breathing
Feeling so much better than I was last year
With a curtain of smoke
And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
The welkin not on my mind
Nor anything it covers
2. Son's Thoughts
For the one my window hides in its view
To enlighten me if my love's real
Or that faith
What's more bitter than the late spring
I forgot to live seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those
And when the world is left
I don't need an inscription to remind for these things
If it's washing away
Well you know what
Praying on one's knees
Before
Bring salvation for every soul
I forgot to live seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those
When in search of clarity
The way is lost in itself
Gone into its own walker
And every shadow has its bearer of shadow
Every shadow has its bearer of shadow
(A son with the thought of not standing his demise
Still afraid of getting a lethal dis-ease)
And the clauses they were they were all without reins
Though didn't want to lose didn't want to lose my heart
Somewhere in the mists of my blurred daily consciousness
The thought of not standing a disease
3. Candles For Giordano Bruno
"Welcome to a dramatic play bleed in these arms until the chains are broken"
After all there was something real
When you said you still believe in what's feeling right
Damn that misanthropy
Full insanity for the earth
Laughing
I know you're frustrated
A moment ago the flames reminded me of something
I won't say it the candles are now ablaze but wait for a while I won't say it
Don't be afraid of the mirror
"For molten candles and for Bruno's throes"
Not present
No don't draw down the silver chariot from the sky
No gloomy landscape of wintry frost can ever lead me astray again
The candles are now ablaze but wait for a while I won't say it
4. Ammo
And here's enough of them for many a nightly breath
And a fine shelter from the jealous too
The rise of an extinguished art
Higher dreams have come to us
And here's enough of them
The depressive season there with sceneries filled with idols
Hell the space is no more
Who named the crown that fell
What do you think
Who were supposed to make it this time
Yes blacken little hearts
I can't believe my eyes
You romanticized the depths of this one
The wisdom of men and women says
Those things we can't speak directly of
We must refer to them
What do you think
Who were supposed to make it this time
Yes blacken little hearts
5. Lost And Found
So maybe I lost all youth and tender loving afterwards
When I gave in wholly for that thing other and went my way
And the bride's mouth tasted like the word it's called by
But I've always been an oppressive kind of guy
So maybe I lost all youth and tender loving afterwards
When I gave in wholly for that thing other and went my way
And the bride's mouth tasted like the word it's called by
But I've always been an oppressive kind of guy
That's right
And they think I'm some kind of a...
Forget it
An early september night in that crooked bar
Tired and angry I was leaving the place
In that crooked bar
There leaning against the wall
Little but just enough for solace
And how the trees aghast
Over four o'clock
Think about all the love stories gone awry
To rest for a while
It really saved my evening then
Though nothing much more
And I thought "it seems like I've found you"
And I thought "it seems like I've found you"
And I thought "it seems like I've found you"
And I thought "it seems like I've found you"