LYRICS

TMÊSIS
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“day fifteen...

EASTER CAME, THIS YEAR, AGAIN
AND SHE'S STILL THERE, WE'RE STILL THERE, SO STILL...

STRANGLE WORDS BEFORE THEY TAKE FORM,
CHOKE YOUR THOUGHTS AND IMPULSE OF SHOUT!

"TOUCH ME", SHE SAID AND NOW
NEVERMIND IT WAS HER VOICE OR JUST WORDS IN MY HEAD

STRANGLE WORDS BEFORE THEY TAKE FORM,
CHOKE YOUR THOUGHTS AND IMPULSE OF SHOUT!

SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO CLOSE OUR EYES
SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO WALK AWAY
SOMETIMES WE ALL JUST CLOSE OUR EYES
TO HIDE TO OURSELVES WHAT WE'VE BECOME

THERE WE SEE, WE STAND, WE LAY
SPIDERS THEY TAKE ON MY ARMS, ON MY LEGS

STRANGLE WORDS BEFORE THEY TAKE FORM,
CHOKE YOUR THOUGHTS AND IMPULSE OF SHOUT!

SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO CLOSE OUR EYES
SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO WALK AWAY
SOMETIMES WE ALL JUST CLOSE OUR EYES
TO HIDE TO OURSELVES WHAT WE'VE BECOME
SOMETIMES WE STAND WITH NO CHOICE LEFT
AND ASK AND PRAY TO SIMPLY KNOW
WHO IS THIS MAN WHO STARES AT US
FROM THERE BEYOND THE MIRROR BACK

SENTIRE E NON CAPIRE
CHE TUTTO CADE E TUTTO È ASSOLTO.
OGNI COSA PERDE IL SENSO
SE NON RIESCI AD ACCETTARE
DI AVERLA VISTA PIANGERE.

SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO CLOSE OUR EYES
SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO WALK AWAY
SOMETIMES WE ALL JUST CLOSE OUR EYES
TO HIDE TO OURSELVES WHAT WE'VE BECOME
SOMETIMES WE STAND WITH NO CHOICE LEFT
AND ASK AND PRAY TO SIMPLY KNOW
WHO IS THIS MAN WHO STARES AT US
FROM THERE BEYOND THE MIRROR BACK

THAT BLIND
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I hate:
“GOOD MORNING, AND WELCOME
TO THE EVOLVE TECHNOLOGIES PERSONALITY TEST.
THE TEST WILL RUN FOR ABOUT TEN MINUTES.
DURING THE TEST,
ELECTRICAL IMPULSES WILL FLOW THROUGH YOUR BODY
IN ORDER TO DISCOVER THE PRESENCE OF ANY LATENT
SEED OF MENTAL DISEASE
WITH AN ACCURACY OF 92.7%.”

what I fear:
“SHE IS EVERYWHERE!
EVEN NOW, AS WE SPEAK,
SHE IS IN YOUR FACE, IN YOUR EYES
AND IN EVERY SINGLE WORD THAT YOU’RE TELLING ME.
AND SHE SAYS: ‘ASSASSIN!
YOU’RE KILLING ME!’”

what I hate:
“WE FOUND OUT THAT
HE HAD A SMALL AMOUNT OF
COCAINE IN HIS SYSTEM
THAT IS FIGHTING WITH THE DRUGS THAT
WE INJECTED IN HIS BODY.
THE RESULTS CAN BE
DEFINITELY INTERESTING.”

what I fear:
“LOOK…
SHE IS ALMOST PERFECT!
SHE’S DANCING ALL AROUND
LIKE A BUTTERFLY…
…SHE’S ACTING!
SHE’S HERE TO MAKE THEM
THINK SHE DIDN’T EVER
NOTICE ME, BUT SHE’S HERE FOR ME:
SHE LIVES TO MAKE FEEL INCOMPLETE.”

what I am:
“SO... PERSPECTIVE.
IS THE KEY.
WHEN THE RULES TO BREAK
ARE FAR MUCH TOO COMPLEX.
COMPULSIVE.
I CANNOT THINK THIS ALL
I HAD TOO LOSE, WE NEVER HAD.

SCATTO E D’ISTINTO RIFIUTO IL DOLORE,
CERTO È CHE È ASSURDO VEDERLA DISTANTE.

LIAR!
I CAN PIERCE A BULLET INTO ITS
DESTINATION.
THINK OF ME
AS THE PUREST FORM OF PAIN.”

what I fear:
“AND SO…
WHERE WE ARE NOW,
TOMORROW IT WILL BE TWO YEARS…
AND WE’RE STILL HERE, AT THE SAME,
INCONSISTENT POINT.”

what I am:
“LOSER.
I SIT AND WATCH HER MOVE,
AND DANCE,
INSIDE THIS EMPTY ROOM.
IRONIC HOW
THIS day nine
WILL BE TWO YEARS
SINCE THAT FIRST SCAR
SHE’S SO PROUD TO BE THE CAUSE OF.

SCATTO E D’ISTINTO RIFIUTO IL DOLORE.
CERTO È CHE È ASSURDO VEDERLA DISTANTE.

LIAR!
I CAN PIERCE A BULLET INTO ITS
DESTINATION.
THINK OF ME
AS THE PUREST FORM OF PAIN.

LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS HATE,
NO, THIS IS NOT A GAME,
I CAN SEE I’M NOT THAT BLIND.
HEAL ME FROM ALL THIS HATE,
LET ME OUT OF THIS GAME,
I CAN SEE I’M NOT THAT BLIND.”

THEY
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“IS HE THERE? · OR AM I STILL ATTENDING THEM? · THOUSANDS PURPLE
IDIOTS TRYING TO PIERCE THE WALLS OF MY HEAD FROM THE INSIDE
WAKE ME! FROM THIS! · GOT TIRED OF BEING EVERYBODY'S LITTLELITTLE MAN!
LET ME SLEEP NOW...
THE VOID IN MY ROOM NEEDS A RESTED GOOD BOY TO BE TAMED

THEY WALK, THEY TALK, AND SPIT INSTEAD OF PRAYING
JUST LIKE LITTLE ANTS, TO BE CRUSHED UNDERFOOT
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! THEY DON'T SEEM TO CARE
OF ALL THESE LITTLE GIRLS WITH HER FACE PAINTED ON THEIRS...
FUCK THEIR FLASH, FUCK MY DICK, FUCK THEIR EYES HUNTING ME
FUCK THIS GOD I JUST CANNOT REPLACE!
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! HE STILL SEEMS TO CARE
OF HIS STEPSON, WITH A DIRTY SHIRT ON...

IS HE THERE? · PLEASE TELL HIM TO WAIT · AS I DESECRATE
A MILLENNIUM OF EVOLUTION OF MANKIND IN ONE TEAR
WAKE UP! YOU FOOLS! · CAN'T YOU JUST MEDITATE FOR A SECOND OR TWO?
FATHER! HERE'S ME! · TAKE THIS BITTER WHITE THING AWAY FROM MY MOUTH!

THEY WALK, THEY TALK, AND SPIT INSTEAD OF PRAYING
JUST LIKE LITTLE ANTS, TO BE CRUSHED UNDERFOOT
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! THEY DON'T SEEM TO CARE
OF ALL THESE LITTLE GIRLS WITH HER FACE PAINTED ON THEIRS...
FUCK THEIR FLASH, FUCK MY DICK, FUCK THEIR EYES HUNTING ME
FUCK THIS GOD I JUST CANNOT REPLACE!
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! HE STILL SEEMS TO CARE
OF THIS STEPSON, WITH A DIRTY SHIRT ON...

WAKE UP! YOU FOOLS! · CAN'T YOU JUST MEDITATE EVEN FOR A SECOND OR TWO?
day three, I KNOW: · THE VOID IN THIS ROOM IS ME

THEY WALK, THEY TALK, AND SPIT INSTEAD OF PRAYING
JUST LIKE LITTLE ANTS, TO BE CRUSHED UNDERFOOT
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! THEY DON'T SEEM TO CARE
OF ALL THESE LITTLE GIRLS WITH HER FACE PAINTED ON THEIRS...
FUCK THEIR FLASH, FUCK MY DICK, FUCK THEIR EYES HUNTING ME
FUCK THIS GOD I JUST CANNOT REPLACE!
IT'S WEIRD, DAMN, YOU SEE?! HE STILL SEEMS TO CARE
OF THIS STEPSON, WITH A DIRTY SHIRT ON...”

what I hate· what I fear dissertation on the nature of God and Love:
“WHAT IS GOD?”
“GOD IS GOOD.”
“AND WHY GOD IS GOOD?”
“BECAUSE HE IS… INFINITE GOODNESS.”
“WHAT IS GOD?”
“AND WHY GOD IS INFINITE GOODNESS?”
“BECAUSE HE LOVES US ALL, NO MATTER WHAT WE DO”
“AND TELL ME, IS SHE GOOD?”
“NO… SHE ISN’T…”
“OR DOES SHE LOVE YOU?”
“NO… SHE DOESN’T”
“WHY?”
“BECAUSE… SHE’S THE INCARNATION OF THE ARCHANGEL LUCIFER AND SHE DESERVES IT ALL!”
“SHE DESERVES IT ALL!”

THE DROP
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“DAY FOUR FROM THIS,
NEED SOMETHING NOW…
day four OF THIS,
I NEED MY PILL…

SOMETHING TO FACE, SOMETHING TO FACE… HER.
SOMETHING TO FACE, SOMETHING TO FACE… HER!
SOMETHING TO FACE, SOMETHING TO FACE… HER.
SOMETHING TO FACE ME!

FIRST WE’LL SPEND SOME TIME ON THE SCORN
OF THAT INSANE LIE OF THE PERFECT MAN
ALL THIS WORD-WORK IS DE-ICONIZING
PUT BACK CHRIST TO THE SHELF!

WAKING WITH THE PROMISE THAT THERE IS NO REASON TO TELL
WISHING FEELING PURE IS A MIND CONDITION CONDEMNING THE WEAK
WAKING WITH THE WEIGHT OF GOD YET SO NAILED TO MY LOST CONTROL
FALLING, I’M FALLING TROUGH THESE DAYS LIKE DROP OF ME

TEACH ME TO IMPLORE
LIKE NO ONE ELSE
TEACH ME TO IMPLORE
LIKE NO ONE EVER DID

TWO, WE’LL DEDICATE GOOD SKILLS TO CONVINCE
THE MAIN GOAL IS TO PASS THE NIGHT
ALL THIS WORD-WORK IS DE-ICONIZING
PUT BACK CHRIST TO THE SHELF!

WAKING WITH THE PROMISE THAT THERE IS NO REASON TO TELL
WISHING FEELING PURE IS A MIND CONDITION CONDEMNING THE WEAK
WAKING WITH THE WEIGHT OF GOD YET SO NAILED TO MY LOST CONTROL
FALLING, I’M FALLING TROUGH THESE DAYS LIKE DROP OF ME

FIRST WE’LL SPEND SOME TIME ON THE SCORN
OF THAT INSANE LIE OF THE PERFECT MAN
ALL THIS WORD-WORK IS DE-ICONIZING
PUT BACK CHRIST TO THE SHELF!

WAKING WITH THE PROMISE THAT THERE IS NO REASON TO TELL
WISHING FEELING PURE IS A MIND CONDITION CONDEMNING THE WEAK
WAKING WITH THE WEIGHT OF GOD YET SO NAILED TO MY LOST CONTROL
FALLING, I’M FALLING TROUGH THESE DAYS LIKE DROP OF ME”

THE LESSON BETRAYED
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“HATE ME, CAN'T YOU SEE THIS NEEDS YOUR HATE TO BE COMPLETE?
HATE ME, PLEASE. HATE ME, I NEED YOU MY LOVE
HATE ME, IT'S NOT ME SINCE SO MUCH LONG

I AM THE WAIT
I AM THE RESULT OF THIS LESSON BETRAYED
I AM THE GUILT
I AM THE MUSIC YOU'LL NEVER HEAR
I AM THAT ACHE
I AM THAT ONE BREATH THAT SEEMED TO DETACH
I AM THE ONE THAT NONE
WOULD NEVER
NEVER NEVER
WANT TO BE

GOD KEEP ME AWAY, FROM THEIR VOICES FROM HER EYES
I CAN'T STAND NOTHING MORE
GOD KEEP ME AWAY, FROM THEIR VOICES FROM HER EYES
I CAN'T STAND THEM NO MORE

HATE ME, CAN'T YOU SEE THIS NEEDS YOUR HATE TO BE COMPLETE?
HATE ME, PLEASE. HATE ME, I NEED YOU MY LOVE
HATE ME, IF IT'S day one I WANT NO MORE

I AM THE WAIT
I AM THE RESULT OF THIS LESSON BETRAYED
I AM THE GUILT
I AM THE MUSIC YOU'LL NEVER HEAR
I AM THAT ACHE
I AM THAT ONE BREATH THAT SEEMED TO DETACH
I AM THE ONE THAT NONE
WOULD NEVER
NEVER NEVER
WANT TO BE

GOD KEEP ME AWAY, FROM THEIR VOICES FROM HER EYES
I CAN'T STAND NOTHING MORE
GOD KEEP ME AWAY, FROM THEIR VOICES FROM HER EYES
I CAN'T STAND THEM NO MORE”

CONTEMPLATE
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“READY FOR THE ULTIMATE TEST…?!?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
NO!
THIS IS NOT SOMETHING I COULD
EXPECT EVEN FROM ME…
KEEP ALL THE SPIDERS AWAY!
NOT THAT I FEAR…
BUT…
THEY CAN READ ALL OF MY THOUGHTS
AND THEY’RE NOT SO PURE…

SOMETIMES WE NEED TO CLOSE OUR EYES
AS SALT IS HURTING DEEPER.
THIS DAY I NEED TO CONTEMPLATE YOU
AS MY PRIZE FOR GUILT.

TEARING ME APART, AND MAKING ME FORGET
THE WORMS OF GOD ARE STEALING MY NAME
I’M TEARING US APART AND TRYING TO FORGET
I CAN’T STAND YOUR DISTANT SKIN

READY FOR THE ULTIMATE TEST…?!?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
NO!
THIS IS NOT SOMETHING I COULD
EXPECT EVEN FROM ME…
KEEP ALL THE SPIDERS AWAY!
NOT THAT I FEAR…
BUT…
THEY CAN READ ALL OF MY THOUGHTS
AND I WANT SOME MORE!

SOMETIMES WE NEED TO CLOSE OUR EYES
AS SALT IS HURTING DEEPER.
THIS DAY I NEED TO CONTEMPLATE YOU
AS MY PRIZE FOR GUILT.

TEARING ME APART, AND MAKING ME FORGET
THE WORMS OF GOD ARE STEALING MY NAME
I’M TEARING US APART AND TRYING TO FORGET
I CAN’T STAND YOUR DISTANT SKIN

day seven
WHERE ARE YOU MY GOD?
COULDN’T YOU JUST REST TOMORROW,
AND HEAR ME SWEAR?”

TRUST IN ME
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz & Massimiliano Wosz)

they:
“TRUST IN ME…”

what I fear:
“HOW CAN I BELIEVE IN A GOD
THAT IS LETTING THIS BE SO REAL?!”

what I hate:
“…FAITH.”

AS WATER
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“STAY NOW CLOSE TO ME ONCE MORE
AS I PLEAD FOR SOMETHING FIRM

CAN YOU, CAN YOU DEFINE YOURSELF
PREPARED FOR THE ABSOLUTE
SHOCK?

TELL ME THIS IS TRULY WHAT WE DID,
WHAT WE SAID, WHAT THE REAL WORLD
PAINTED FOR OUR DAY
TELL I'M NOT LOSING ME ALONG WITH THIS
ALONG WITH YOU, AS WATER
WASHES US AWAY.

WATER

STAY DEAR, STAY THE FRAGMENT MORE
I NEED IN THIS day six

CAN YOU, CAN YOU DEFINE YOURSELF
PREPARED FOR THE ABSOLUTE
SHOCK?

TELL ME THIS IS TRULY WHAT WE DID,
WHAT WE SAID, WHAT THE REAL WORLD
PAINTED FOR OUR DAY
TELL I'M NOT LOSING ME ALONG WITH THIS
ALONG WITH YOU, AS WATER
WASHES US AWAY.

WATER

SOMETIMES WE CHOOSE TO CLOSE OUR EYES...”

what I fear:
“I CAN’T REALLY SAY THAT I DID EVER
BELIEVE IN HER...
AND…ANYWAY…
TO BE COMPLETELY SINCERE
I THINK THAT THIS DOES NOT
MATTER NOW…
NOT ANYMORE.”

WHAT I AM:
“WATER
SHOCK.”

INSECT
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz)

what I am:
“NON SERVE MAI RINCORRERE
QUANTO DI PERFETTO NON ABBIAMO RAGGIUNTO,
NON SERVE MAI DISTINGUERE
ALLA FINE IN FONDO CHI HA SENTENZE CI GUIDERÀ.

SO I’M HERE, WASN’T IT YOUR NEED?
I’M SO SORRY, YOU SHOULD APPRECIATE
TELL ME NOW,
WHY WE HUMANS HURT SO MUCH
THE THINGS WE LOVE?

NEEDLES IN MY EYES GROW…

LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS day ten
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.
LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS DAY TEN
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.

NON SERVE MAI RINCORRERE
QUANTO DI PERFETTO NON ABBIAMO RAGGIUNTO,
NON SERVE MAI DISTINGUERE
ALLA FINE IN FONDO CHI HA SENTENZE CI GUIDERÀ.

SO I FAILED, THAT’S NOT SOMETHING NEW…
I’M SO SORRY, OF ALL THIS INSECT HATE
TELL ME NOW,
WHY WE SPIDERS FALL IN LOVE
WITH THE ONES WE FEED OF?

NEEDLES IN MY EYES GROW!

LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS DAY TEN
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.
LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS DAY TEN
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.“

what I fear:
“NO! · THIS NOT ABOUT YOU, OR HER · OR SOME SORT OF ‘US’,
THAT NEVER EXISTED!”

what I hate:
“SO TELL THEM!”

what I fear:
“THEY SPEAK ABOUT IT · AS THE RESURRECTION OF
OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST· MAY HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!
THIS IS ALL ABOUT ME AND WHAT HAPPENED THAT FRIDAY…”

what I fear:
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”

what I hate:
“WE’RE TALKING ABOUT HUMAN BEINGS AND THERE IS NO TIME
FOR SICK JOKES!”

what I am:
”LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS DAY TEN
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.
LISTEN TO, LISTEN TO THE DEAF SILENCE FILLING THIS DAY TEN
LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF LOSS LIVE THIS ROOM.“

DAY ZERO
(music & lyrics by Stefano Wosz & Massimiliano Wosz)

what I am:
“SHE’S
STARING AT MY EMPTY FACE
TRYING TO CATCH THE MEANING OF THIS DAY
SECONDS, THEY SAY, SEEM TO TOUCH ETERNITY

I SIT IN HERE, I RISE, I WALK.
GIVE TO ME THE ESSENCE OF THIS DAY
LEAVE HER BODY, CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND THE CRUELTY THAT IS

TEARING ME, STEALING ME, BECOMING ME
TEARING ME, STEALING ME, BECOMING ME…

BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER NOW.”

what I was:
“I READ SOMEWHERE THAT MANY PEOPLE WHO HAD NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES…
HUM, YES! …NEAR-DEATH-EXPERIENCES!
…REPORTED THAT THERE IS NO LIGHT OR TUNNEL AT ALL…!
THEY SAY THAT IT ONLY SEEMS THAT YOU’RE DETACHING
FROM THE NORMAL FLOW OF SPACE AND TIME,
AND BEGIN TO SEE EVERYTHING IN THE RIGHT PERSPECTIVE!
…AND THE FUNNY THING IS THAT THEY SAY
SECONDS SEEM TO ENLARGE,
AS IF THEY’RE TRYING TO FILL
THAT INCREDIBLE VOID THEY SEE IN FRONT OF THEM!
AND I THINK IT’S FUNNY, ‘CAUSE…
SECONDS ARE NO SENTIENT BEINGS!
BUT…
I THINK IT’S A KIND OF ROMANTIC
DESCRIPTION OF WHAT
LOVE FOR LIFE COULD BE,
DON’T YOU THINK? ”