1. |
Opened Ones
03:06
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The great divine stage's story,
where you're the one that all-up grow old,
has come to hold you to account
for praying.
The great divine stage's story,
where you're the night that never goes down,
mocks you with feeble oil lamp
for praying.
Opened once
they're all terrified.
Oh, you're the one whose make me feel wise inside.
The great divided stage's story
between the one that all-up grow old
and the one that never grow old
for praying.
The great divided stage's story
between the night that never goes down
and the light that never goes down
for praying.
Opened once
they're all terrified.
Oh, you're the one whose make me feel wise.
You're a nightfall that leaves no way out.
You're a dawn that drags me down in the chasm.
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2. |
Insane
04:29
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Higher from the sky
higher from the words you say until you're gone.
Further from the time
You try to bring me to the hole
in one shot, and then you drop out.
You try to bring me to your world.
Are you calling me insane?
Your fickleness is wearing me down.
Are you or not insane?
Your fickleness is wearing me down.
Are you calling me insane?
Your fickleness is wearing me down.
Are you calling me insane?
Your fickleness is wearing me down.
Are you or not insane?
Your fickleness is wearing me down.
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3. |
Dinner
04:24
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It was like a cold winter through the snow
even smallest twings in ice were enveloped.
The sermon of the reverend was truly magnificent.
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
Was like a cold winter through the storm
and even the smallest things in what I swore were all gone.
The sermon of the reverend had truly heal my need for sun.
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
I did nothing but cry
As our life was only a dinner
As our life was only a dinner
As our life was only a dinner
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4. |
Anesthesia
04:08
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Don't forget you about the darkness
that wraps you in your sleep
and unplug the plug.
Fly is alright, Fly is alright
Don't forget you about the darkness
that I can't break through, maybe I'm too tired
Don't forget to turn up the light
Fly is alright, Fly is alright
And the dream about the light that listen to the body, that's the feel that I will
Can't we just rewind the tape march? I'm sick and tired of my life, that's the feel that I will.
And I drank white wine so much that listen to my body, that's the feel that I will
Can't we just rewind the tape march? I'm sick and tired of my life, that's the feel that I will.
Floating whales on skies
made of sands of suicides.
They sing lullabies
Fly is alright, Fly is alright
And the dream about the light that listen to the body, that's the feel that I will
Can't we just rewind the tape march? I'm sick and tired of my life, that's the feel that I will.
And I drank white wine so much that listen to my body, that's the feel that I will
Can't we just rewind the tape march? I'm sick and tired of my life, that's the feel that I will.
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5. |
Autumn Impressions
04:08
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If you want see the creatures inside my deepest heart
one day you'll do maybe in this paradise.
The worst wrong impressions
affect the way to find
To find the way home (I ain't got the fire)
to be back home (I've never found)
but honey I got you,
autumn impressions we find.
The creatures inside your deepest mind
affect the way you live for so long.
Oh, stiff autumn impressions
ferry me in the riverbed.
I'm lost in the halflight (I ain't got the fire)
to be back home (I've never found)
but honey I got you,
autumn impressions we find
We're getting dumb
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KROS Brescia, Italy
KROS are Giulio Davide Frugoni, Francesco Gnali and Simone Gnali.
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