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Bol bez odjeka

by Spleen

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I am the flame that burns in every heart of man, and in the core of every star. I am Life, and the giver of Life, yet therefore is the knowledge of me the knowledge of death. I am the Magician and the Exorcist. I am the axle of the wheel, and the cube in the circle. "Come unto me" is a foolish word: for it is I that go. Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done;but there is that which remains.
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Opium Lovers 09:24
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Nyctophilia 13:05
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Time bears its weight upon him, in the gasp between each footfall, the circle is waiting, like a deadly charm it will circle there, below, the ocean; each wave an upturned face eager to receive the blessing of his impending extinction some will grasp at his heels, others will trim wedges from his sole/soul they are mute witness to this show of shows and what mighty opponents he has reckoned with: the book of the law, and the circle of black crows time pressing down grinding its heel slowly, ever so ever so… in these gathered instants, the point becomes the line recedes back to point you see, everything is now loaded with extreme poignancy, never were the cobble stones so profound would that they had been before the sentence, a sentence, a barrage of words defining the parameters of his world: to the blinkered walls of his cell, to the sentence, the sentence, hanging over him he shall… that serpent shall strike the breath from his throat constrictor! foul abominator! He shall feel the press of weight upon his shoulders as the leviathan grinds him down The clouds turn their faces the sparrows turn to stare the discarded toy is god itself staring through those missing eyes footfall on the platform the knocking at the wood the mannequins of doom are arranged in regimentary fashion their hollow faces of bitter lips betray each shivering conscience he will rise now the serpent coiled slack its presence like a black hole there is no going back 6 am the serpent strikes the pressing weight the leviathan's bite sinking down to rise
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О нежна магло која ме издвајаш, ево враћам се чист на своје првобитно место. Тишино у светој сенци што снове моје вајаш хоћеш ли примити то тело уклето, које настањујем последњи и први заточеник одбегле тајне и своје крви. Простор који ничим не подсећа на себе, птицама померан, ветровима сличан, сам у себи, сам за себе, ничему вичан вечити почетак ужасан, без потребе.
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Сам у сну своме - ко ће да ме спаси! Од свега мало пепела у рукама за буђење ми оста кад угаси крв моја име што га рекох мукама. Крв моја има име једног цвета; да узберем то име у слеђеној крви хоћу за њу што кроз моје ужасе мирно шета, кад звери беже зле у наше речи ноћу. Те звезде - с њима ко и без њих ноћ. О куло снаге где је плави дан ствар свака када има лековиту моћ и кад се рађа смисао умире ми сан у ваздуху кад се путеви продуже за мирисе и анђеле да прођу! Пред капијом сам коју црви глођу за златно гробље где се сахрањују руже. Не, више није важно шта ћу рећи. Већ беше све то некад ко зна кад у неком сну ил некој чудној речи. Ја после сна тог не знам куда сад. Ти, сну мој, моје тамно подне, сен зар сведок предела нестварних ја за свет од топле глине умешен! Куда да одем после овог сна.

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Spleen's fifth full-length album is, i would say, the most personal and introspective release so far. There are 7 tracks. A 70 - minute journey will take all the listeners straight through Erebus's heart and soul, that are almost completely exposed as the album slowly ends.
Calm and meditative, melancholic and dark, haunting, intense, disturbing, imaginative, with beautiful soundscapes, gloomy and cold vocals.

This is a must for , not only fans of this kind of music, but also the people who sense the true, sincere music coming from the inside and appreciate all the effort made.

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released April 6, 2013

Erebus - guitar, bass, keyboards, field recordings, vocals
Guest vocal on "Leviathan" by Dave Migman
All songs written, recorded and produced by Erebus
Lyrics for tracks "Živeti bez sebe" and "Moja je krv moj put do tebe" are taken from Branko Miljkovic poems.
"Leviathan" lyrics written by Dave Migman (thanks friend)

Album is dedicated to the memory of the Serbian poet Branko Miljkovic. RIP

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SaKaC / Spleen / Erebus / RA Serbia

My music is coming from the most secret and dark part of our soul that cannot be seen with the eyes - our primal nature! Dark ambient, experimental, drone musick is conjuring the occult hidden spheres of myself representing complete freedom when viewed from the highest plane of thought. Spleen is escape from the suffering of this world through aesthetic enjoyment, rejecting my humanity. ... more

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