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Downfall

by Winther

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1.
Downfall 04:07
Build me a city Close to the seaside Close to the wrecked life I call my own Make it a haven Where the sins of the father, The grief of the mothers Can rest on the shores Proceed, Through the harbour of Downfall Here we’re all exiles, trapped behind the wall Drawn to the perfume of whispering sirens Dazed by the temptation of their call Weary of the long road behind you You disappear in the warmth of lover’s thighs While you proceed, through the mazes of Downfall Just let the rain fall; Just let the rain fall In Downfall All the girls are pretty By the scars on their chest The dreams they confess City Close to the seaside Close to the wrecked life I call my own
2.
He roams the streets In search for structures Between ordinary men In ordinary lives Lives by equations As a pattern throughout history Sees in every constellation The birth of something new In search for something more There must be something out there Wanders around the garden Solemnly as trough a church Thoughts permeate the Frontiers of his mind Now all around him, a glimpse of something more As an odd insinuation there’s something slipping through the door As if walking in the footsteps of a thousand previous lives A thousand times tried to Reach for something more There must be something out there So much more then this There must be something, there must be something there must be something more He spins a web Out of pain; out of joy Reconnect once more As the sum of all that’s been here before Without end or goal He spins a web Out of pain; out of joy Reconnect once more Could he believe he had been here before There must be something, There must be something more Did you fear A slightly altered outcome to change a mind like wind rushing trough a web A spider’s web Where every move reflects Your intentions, good or bad With every string attached There must be something more There must be something out there So much more then this There must be something, there must be something there must be something more
3.
Babel 03:52
Like a moth through a flame Or a poet in the rain Like a sailor on land In this last touch of your hands And all the Gods above What we did in the name of love While it’s so easy to draw your gun So easy to hit and run Babel burns, the tables have turned To give meaning to hope, she said To feel we have lived, she said Realize in this touch, five years isn’t much, Because we still haven’t learned, she said Life is a trap, she said Because there’s is no turning back, she said Feel blood rush through your veins Make a temple of a name And feel we have loved she said Babel is burning, our world is about to end When the clock stopped ticking As if the drugs have kicked in Every face has a story to tell Everyone has been through hell And all the lights gone dim See the bodies sway from side to side Come bathe in the darkest of nights Dance with the shadows under pale moonlight And become a page in a book Of a book in a shelf To feel you’re still there To feel you still care I see now nothing ever ends Not a day has been forgotten Not a day has been wasted If this was all to be learned from love Babel burns, the tables have turned Babel is burning To give meaning to hope, she said To feel we have lived, she said Realize in a touch, five years isn’t much, Because we still haven’t learned, she said Life is a trap, she said Because there’s is no turning back, she said Feel blood rush through your veins Make a temple of a name Live side by side with ghosts What it means to feel God’s Grace a touch In this last touch What it means to have loved, she said Babel burns, Babel burns Now Babel burns That's why Babel must burn down to the ground Why we must part without a sound Babel is burning; our world is about to end
4.
Ashes 01:57
5.
Madman 05:07
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Metanoia 01:19
(instrumantal)
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credits

released May 14, 2014

vocals - Wolfram Ghesquière
piano - Wout Gooris
1st violin - Manon Stassen
2nd violin Tom Johnson
viola - Jasmien Van Hauthem
cello - Tine Hubrechts
alto clarinet - Thomas Jillings
backing vocals - Valerie Van Roey
electric guitar - Ruben Machtelinckx
double bass - Nathan Wouters
drums and udu - Stijn Cools

All songs written by Wolfram Ghesquière and Wout Gooris
string arrangements by Szymon Brzòska

Recorded at Studio Toots, La Chapelle and Caporal
By Frederik Dejongh and Nicolas Rombouts
Assistant at Studio Toots: Raf De Clerq
Mixed by Frederik Dejongh
Mastered by Frederik Dejongh at Jerboa Mastering
Produced by Frederik Dejongh
Published by Stalker

photos - Lara Gasparotto
layout - Wolfram Ghesquière

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