As my 4th year in Brasil comes to a close, I am really glad to finally release new music with Fuzz Sagrado - which always means guitars, riffs, and vocals and so in a way can be seen as the direct continuation of SBE. There's now even two older song ideas from that period which I managed to realize by myself. And it has been a bit of a "crazy ride" to finish this EP. I've had a friend in Italy, Alessandro of L'Ira Del Baccano, help me understand a few significant things here, and still I am learning. But I am happy with the result and now it's here for you to check out ...
Snowchild
Oh the tranquility seems to be wearing me out
Tried to be cool, calm and collected while it twists me around
And everything within me is starting to freeze,
and yearn to burst into the light
It's half past midnight now and I'm so tired to explain myself
And I don't want you around
when your icecold ethics are just bringing me down
Trail of (cold) smoke misguiding me
And to still see you frown seems just so pathethic
You took control of me now either way
It's feeding on me through every shallow day and every vengeful night,
while it feels just like going insane
with that same old drive in me
as I'm longing to be oh more than just morally fulfilled
Cold Remains
Everything changes, nothing seems to be real
Guess that's how it goes just for everyone
The words that we speak dissent the pain that we feel
So strange how we thought we're the only ones ...
Who'd loved yet had lost all their naivety
That's how coming of age slowly takes its toll
Take a look at the numbskulls that we have become,
in the end just afraid to grow up
And then I wanted to die,
was looking for an easy way out to end this reckless life,
so I could be reborn,
emotionless and cold
Everyone screws around with each other's minds,
unable to listen, and unlearning to think,
while here I am lost on the middle of the road
and still just don't know what you want from me
We lived on the cost of our integrity
and that's how coming of age really took its toll
Take a look at the memories that we have outgrown,
in the end just afraid to break up
And then I wanted to die,
was looking for an easy way out to end this reckless life,
so I could be reborn,
emotionless and cold - just like you
Morphine Prayer
Here comes resurrection, again I'm on my own,
for all that once had been familiar became unknown
I've sent my morphine prayers to ease off, or to restrain,
ever since I've been a servant to her game
Used to love her with obedience, an addiction as I would say,
yet never then would I foresee her wicked ways
And now at times it seems so silly, no use to reminisce
This foolish love was torn to pieces of fragile bliss
Like a moth who's burned her wings in golden rays of the sun,
promised you that I would wait till the bitter end had come
Neurotic Nirvana
Once true brotherly love shook this earth,
now look at what is left of it
All faded into darkness, the memories lost in time
Debating such ambiguous things like correctness or truth
and yet there's no switch to rewind
In their blind convenience,
these naive fools never stood a chance
in their fragile resilience, such a pitiful scene to see
In blind convenience, selfishness, more than arrogance
Missed the point - trying to pretend
relations wouldn't mean a thing
If that's where it was all headed to
I guess I will just accept my fate
Thought we'd made this bold pact for eternity,
now I have to leave all l my innocence far behind
Blind convenience, here I lie slain by these cold hands
If that's where our forever ends, how can you be so mean to me
