„Your Kiss is like Oxygen That I m breathing in
And the air in the forest is just as sweet as your kiss.”
Love Is a subjective matter
You lie to yourself saying you love me
I believe, I understand
Still you are alone with your feeling
It’s a part of you, you created it
How could I play this cruel game?
Do you think you love me?
It’s just your obsession of me belonging to you.
I even don’t belong to myself
Do you really think I would give you even a tiny bit?
It’s just a faint hope
Forget that you could ever touch me
Stay paralyzed by your love
That you created.
Synth-based coldwave that ranges everywhere from eerie to oddly peaceful. Some songs take an interesting direction, one you'd not expect while listening to the album for the first time, but each of them is easy to understand, so don't expect some weird experimental stuff. Just synths, a drum machine and ghostly vocals. Definitely one for your night playlists. FLESH MECHANIC
Aside from the beautifully clear vocals and a minimal post-punk bass/guitar/drums/synths style, the lyrics are poignant reminders of our own internal struggles. The title track is absolutely lovely and has quickly become a deeply meaningful and personally significant addition to my regular rotation. Azy