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from Corinth by Monte Ida

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Cédric Derouet - Drums
Quentin Pautonnier - Bass/Vocals
Pierre-Marie Roinel - Guitars/Vocals

Written & composed by Monte Ida
Recorded & mixed by Jérôme Cousin at Studio Vetter
Mastered by Jack Shirley at The Atomic Garden

Illustration & design by Guillaume Rio Fournigault : www.guillaumer.io

monteidamusic@gmail.com

lyrics

Turn off the light
Ghosts revealed to my eyes
Separate what’s dead and what’s not
Take the broken pieces
Imagine what must breathe then fix it
Put yourself in the skin that others worn before you and wasted

Backpacks following tracks
Emptiness shared but gathered in only one hand
At the time we need to build our faith
Ideal visions fade after the death’s sentence
Each one builds his own wreck
And memories are now swept by winter winds

My own tastes set unreachable norms to follow
My own fears kill any possibility of acceptance
My own dreams reflect what must be done to survive

Running after is the goal
To feel is the key
My skin is a breakable shape
My soul is a concrete bound
My memories are flying pieces of death

Maybe hasty judgments make me blind
But what can I do when I see that interest is only found in a torn vision where time disappears?

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from Corinth, released May 17, 2016

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