Vespers

Released in 2020
Produced by Shattered Hope
Recorded at Timeless Recording Studio by Babis Tzanidakis
Mixed by Sakis (Shattered Hope)
Mastered by Greg Chandler at Priory Recording Studios
Artwork by Mick Alexandrakis &Black Screen - Graphic Arts

1. In Cold Blood

2. Verge

3. Συριγμός

4. Towards the Land of Deception

5. The Judas Tree

In Cold Blood

An abyss came down from the sky
Swallowed everything that breathed free
This black cloud born in the sea
Brought darkness upon the living

Memories turned into nightmare
Unstable seems our next step
The ancient seed of the Dead
Inside the Womb of Mother Earth

Blood pounded in the veins
And thoughts in mind
Reigned proud and brave
Warm air was heavier than before
Perfume of a thousand dead flowers

Bullets of hate
Crippled our Angel
Wanders blind among us
Blood runs out of his soul

He was a child, a man, a woman
A face, someone
He died but not at all

She was a child, a man, a woman A face, someone
She died but not at all

Electricity they become
For eternal and utter silence...

Verge

Darkness
Lend us thy light
For the road so far
Mouldered our souls
Blackened our minds

Emotional desert
Always so frail
To grovel hostile Earths
Withstand the hatred
Consigned to oblivion

Rain falls on our dense hair
Skin is moistened
Lips are fever burnt
And my comrade
Lies there... frozen

Emotional desert
Always so frail
To grovel hostile Earths
Withstand the hatred
Consigned to oblivion
Mouldered our souls
Blackened our minds

Symbols soiled by greed and misery
In this verge, life seems cursed
Watching from a distance
We became somebody else
But yet remained the same
See the darkness in those eyes
To delight the perverted
They sinned against the light

Memories fell in the void
Of those who we could be
A ghost screaming our names
Our wounds bleed so deep

Symbols soiled by greed and misery
In this verge, life seems cursed
We became somebody else

Συριγμός

"Να λευτερωθείς από ένα πάθος,
υπακούοντας σ΄ένα άλλο υψηλότερο...
Μα μήπως κι αυτό δεν είναι σκλαβιά;
Να θυσιάζεσαι για μιαν ιδέα,
για τη ράτσα σου, για το Θεό;
Ή μήπως όσο πιο αψηλά στέκεται ο αφέντης,
τόσο και πιο μακραίνει το σκοινί της σκλαβιάς μας;
Πηδούμε τότε και παίζουμε σε πολύ πλατύχωρο αλώνι...
πεθαίνουμε χωρίς να βρούμε την άκρα του...
κι αυτό το λέμε ελευτερία;"
(Zorba the Greek - Nikos Kazantzakis)

A land full of remnants
The one we have to walk
Like black sheeps of our time
Death stumbles on our souls

So afraid to die
So afraid to live
What a way to exist

Truth is as horrible as Death
Unlocks the prison of thought and regret
Have you suffered enough
…for those you love?

As we came to nothing
To nothing we will end
The truth we once realised
Lost forever with our emptiness

Worms of the Earth
In a horrible world
Dead sights stand out in penumbra
Do you think I’m human?
But I know I have its face…

Worms of the Earth
In a horrible world
Do you think I’m human?
But I know I have its face…

I, alive
I breathe dead breaths
Trampling the dust of the Dead
All days meet their end

As we came to nothing
To nothing we will end
The truth we once realised
Lost forever with our emptiness

Towards the Land of Deception

We who mourn for them
Falling always first
Soil covered by ruins
Small panic-stricken steps

Our bodies
An imitation of first Man
Crawling through dead lands
Lost in their sick thoughts
In vain

Old land, no more lies
I've seen you with my eyes
Τhe ravening

The course of my life has brought me now
Through a stormy sea, in a frail ship
To the common port where, landing
We account for every deed, wretched or holy

So that finally I see
How wrong the fond illusion was
That made art my idol and my King
Leading me to want what harmed me

My amorous fancies, once foolish and happy
What sense have they now that I approach two deaths
The first of which I know is sure, the second threatening

The Judas Tree

Watching the world from a distance
One day she became a scarecrow
An old queen conquered by time
An old queen without a soul

Μotionless in the vortex of time
In his lonely happiness he drowns
A King without a Kingdom
A King without a soul

"Η ψυχή του βούλιαζε αργά, ακούγοντας το χιόνι να πέφτει απαλά σ' όλο το σύμπαν.
Απαλά να πέφτει, σαν ερχομός του έσχατου τέλους για όλους τους ζωντανούς και τους νεκρούς.
Σε μισώ, κι ας γύρισα πάλι απόψε στα λημέρια σου. Γλίστρησες μαζί του στο αίμα μου, άβουλος…
Τ' άφησες όλα πίσω κι ήρθες εδώ με τ' απολειφάδια του εαυτού σου."
(The Dubliners - James Joyce)

Insignificant interlude
In the space of eternity
This is our life

Unpleasant journey
In long sullen silence

"He doubted the reality dictated by his memory. Stopped under a tree and let the rhythm snuff out.
He couldn’t feel her beside him in the dark, neither his ear touched by her voice.
Eavesdropped. He couldn’t listen anything. Night was completely silent.
He eavesdropped again. Utter silence. He felt alone…"
(The Dubliners - James Joyce)

Insignificant interlude
In the space of eternity
This is our life

The Land of the Dead
My soul approached
Α grey indefinable world

"Those who are alive they know they’re going to die, so life is sweet.
Those who have already died they don’t know they have lived, so death is cold."
(Asimakis Panselinos - When We Were Living)

Strange I felt
And by grief embraced
In a shadow Ι transformed

Insignificant interlude
In the space of eternity
This is our life

Strange I felt
And by grief embraced
In a shadow Ι transformed

The Land of the Dead
My soul approached
Α grey indefinable world

A train to carry my soul to the end
The Doom still rules this place
Α grey indefinable world
Eternal is only the face of Death