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Painted By Pain

by Harmony In Grotesque

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Broken images of the conscience leaving, Mute pictures of the inflammed memory - That's all that I can see. The echoes of sounds coming from the past, Splinters of pain piercing my mind - That's all that I can feel. Through the rotten veins ripped out by needles The time flew away throbing with blood, The moments are days flying away Disappearing in the vortex of death without any track. Free fall in the dark gulf Top of pleasure – by value of madness Wings of freedom with burnt feathers Taking rotten body far away Salvation is strange for me now My fantasies will stay with me And I'll give you my soul – Maybe you'll be satisfied now.
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In a labyrinth of passion You're searching for calm, In a torrent of lie You're searching for truth, In unbroken darkness You'll see a spark, And in you mind - A flash of memory. Images from the past in a thick mist of time Always coming with pain Gnawing my mind, gnawing my body - It's a worm of time, a worm of my memory. And the fragments of life stick in my head Making new wounds again and again.. Who is able to help to relieve me from pain? Who will cure my scars? Who'll stop the madness and soothe my thoughts? What may be worse than living with lost mind? Maybe it's getting it back?
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Siberia 04:13
The winter is eternal here, The springtime flies away too fast. There is frost and cold here for ages And time is flowing hard. Nature sleeps waiting for spring, And the ground is tired of snow, The weak can't find a dwelling here But there's salvation for the strong. Siberian winter Siberian frost The eternal ice - And nature thirst. The splendour strength and winter land Are merged together here forever, The ground, the sky, the wind, the cold Are all Siberian side!
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Winter wood, restrained time Dark depressive nature, Branches reach for dismal sky In the grace unhearing... But the sun indifferent for Miserable prayer And not warm for dying wood Doomed for oblivion! Do you hear Mournful song of wind Living in ice-coated branches? Do you see Thousands naked limbs Blindly Looking in grey heavens? The trees still remember Twitter of birds That was heard in their crowns, But, gods, how much time ago It was... Frozen blood of trees doesn't bleed God looks like indifferent spectator There is no warm in dead juice Of forgotten children of nature...
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Demographic blast of gods Searching ways to human hearts, Searching ways to human soul Looking in every asshole! Liar's number more and more Promise keys from salvation door, New messiah grows like mud Searching ways to human soul. Demographic blast of gods Mother nature is forgotten In confession's paranoia, Empty words change the true - Please forgive us bleeding soil! Drive away like dirty whore Freaks who's knocking at your door, Freaks who promise give you true Talking about his god with you! Fucking preacher kiss my ass! I just want your slow death! I disgust you like mud! Kill imaginary Gods!
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Slumber stopped the time, Obliterated limits of existence, Made my world unreal And not accessible for comprehension.. Universes flash in my eyes, My body falls down into the dark abyss - I feel it's lightness, integrity, eternity... Slumber stopped the time, Shown my world dying, My past - covered by mould, And my present - in the shadow of unreality. I am on the edge of madness, On the brink of ruin, on the verge of despair. I can't understand that lightness Of my unusual condition. Slumber will peep in the corners of mind, Will change all my essence, Will turn inside out my useless flesh, Will rape my desert soul. But just when the slumber will open the mystery, When dreams' keeper will raise a curtain - Minutes of time will flow in centuries Lifetime – For me is death time.
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Dot 02:01

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released January 24, 2012

Guests:
Anna Bo – vocal (3)
Anastasia Shapovalova – violin (1, 3, 4)
Fedor “Efrin” Dergachev – beat programming (3)

Mixed and mastered in July - October 2010 at Navahohut Studio, Moscow, Russia.
Drums recorded in February 2006 at AAG Studio, Krasnoyarsk, Russia.
Rhythm guitars recorded during 2007 at Morbid Silence Studio, Krasnoyarsk, Russia.
Vocals recorded in summer 2007 at Morbid Silence Studio, Krasnoyarsk, Russia.
Bass, solo, additional guitars and vocals, violin recorded during 2007-2010, Krasnoyarsk, Russia.

All songs written and arranged by Harmony In Grotesque.
Artwork and design by Pavel Mayboroda.

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Harmony In Grotesque Красноярск, Russian Federation

Harmony In Grotesque was founded in Krasnoyarsk in winter of 1998. The first album «Cold Sows Seeds Of Death» was released in 2003 defined by the members themselves as «grotesque-metal».
In 2008 the live DVD «Decade In Siberian Swamp» dedicated to the band 10 years anniversary was released.
In 2012 there was recorded the second album «Painted By Pain».
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