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This Is Darkness Potworów and Dancing Deadlips come together for a hauntingly enchanting album of dark/suspense ambiance with brooding yet beautiful vocals that draw you deep into the abyss. Favorite track: retro-futurism.
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released November 1, 2014

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dancing deadlips - vocals, lyrics, artworks

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Track Name: buffalo bill's defunct
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's
buffalo bill's

buffalo bill's
defunct

just like that
just like that

jesus
he was a handsome man

buffalo bill's
defunct
who used to ride
a watersmooth-silver
stallion
and break
onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
just like that

onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
just like that

onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
just like that

onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
just like that

jesus
he was a handsome man
and what i want to know is
how do you like your blueeyed boy
mister death

onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat

jesus
he was a handsome man
Track Name: lions and jewels
...gonna be all gone forever

...gonna be all gone forever

fly higher and deeper
a few skies under the red babylon

children of radiance, charm and thought
with too many broken bones
within this ether

in every moment we have two
basic options: to be dead
or to be alive

isn't it wonderful?

...gonna be all gone forever
Track Name: retro-futurism
step
like
your dreams
are coming through
oh, like your dreams
step
like
your dreams
are coming through

step on your dreams
they are coming through
step on your dreams
step on your dreams
they are coming through
they are coming through
look, oh
like
they are coming through
step on your dreams
step on your dreams
they are coming through
they are coming through
step on your dreams
look, oh
like
they are coming through
step on your dreams
step on your dreams
they are coming through
they are coming through
step on your dreams
they are coming through
step on your dreams
they are coming through
look, oh
like
step on your dreams
they are coming through
they are coming through
coming through

step on your dreams
step on your dreams
step on your dreams
they are coming through
step on your
step
dreams
they are coming through
step on your dreams
they are coming through
they are coming through
coming through
step on your dreams
they are coming through
coming through
coming through
step on your dreams
they are coming through
step on those dreams
they are coming through
just
step on those dreams
they are coming through
Track Name: czarny kapelusz
Czarny kapelusz. Dziś. Zdobił głowę niskawego i kulkowatego pana, wbitego w czarny smoking, który przybijał klepsydrę na zaklejoną ogłoszeniami tablicę. Przez chwilę gładził kartkę pulchnymi palcami, po czym porwał szybkim ruchem torbę, stojącą posłusznie u jego nóg, i powędrował dalej dziarskim krokiem, zdradzającym oznaki szorstkiej rutyny, nie marnując dla nikogo ani połowy spojrzenia, naciągając nieco kapelusz na czoło. Przez jedną sekundę wydało mi się, że mróz rozprzestrzenił się po ulicy. Poczułam się jak Momo. Przemknęło mi przez głowę, że muszę wycisnąć z życia jak najwięcej, nim stanę się przeraźliwie wyraźnym wspomnieniem, zamkniętym w kilka linijek, tańczących żałobnego marsza na białej kartce, której jedynym celem jest być głaskaną przez ponurych rozwieszaczy klepsydr, zalaną przez deszcz, oskubaną przez jesienny wiatr, która następnie przepoczwarzy się w bezkształtną, szarą kulkę, wędrującą między butami przechodniów, by, jak dobry finał nakazuje, zostać przygwożdżona przez gumę do żucia, peta, mocz lub inne cudo techniki, zdeptana przez nocne szczury i utopiona w kałuży. Amen.

* * *

Black hat. Today. Adorned the head of a shortish and ball-like gentleman, packed in a black tuxedo, who was nailing the obituary notice to an array, completely sealed with announcements. He was stroking the sheet with his chubby fingers for a while, then made a fast move to grab the bag, laying obediently at his feet, and went further spring in their step, disclosing the signs of rough routine, far from wasting even a half of a glimpse for anyone, pulling a little hat on his forehead. For a second it seemed to me that the frost has spread down the street. I felt like Momo. It flashed through my head, that I have to squeeze out of life the most I can before I become a frighteningly clear memory, closed in a few lines, dancing funeral march on a white sheet, which sole purpose is to be stroked by the gloomy obituary-gentlemans, flooded by rain, plucked by Autumn wind, which then will pupate into a shapeless, gray ball, wandering between the shoes of passers-by, just like a good final orders, to be pinned down by chewing gum, cigarette butt, urine or other technological marvel, trampled by the night rats and drowned in a pool. Amen.
Track Name: rime
she has become
the angler of war
wild vine entwined
enclosed in a shrine

she has become
the angler of war

she has become
an angel of extinction
the angler of war
wild vine entwined
enclosed in a shrine
Track Name: feverish trails of notion
standing on the edge
of the battle line
of the battle line
of the battle line

standing on the edge
of the battle line
of the battle line
of the battle line

let it burn us down
let us be torn

let it burn us down
let us be torn

let it burn us down
let us be torn

let it burn us down
let us be torn

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

standing on the edge
of the battle line

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

come on, jester, let's unchain
the absence of endless war

standing on the edge
of the battle line

standing on the edge
of the battle line

standing on the edge
of the battle line
Track Name: remembranschism
watch your fall
watch your fall
watch your fall
watch your fall

watch your time
coming up
crawling up the ceiling
deceiving your trickster's eyes

watch your time
coming up
crawling up the ceiling
deceiving your trickster's eyes
deceiving your trickster's eyes
your trickster's eyes

trickster's eyes
come
come
let's petrify
our last incarnation
in the crucial dust-fadeland
where all desires get
desolate, abandoned

empty pain
empty pain

come, cross that border
empty pain

watch your fall
watch your fall
now
watch your fall
now
watch your fall
now
watch your fall
now

watch your time
coming up
coming up
coming up
crawling up the ceiling
crawling up

deceiving your trickster's eyes
deceiving your trickster's eyes

come, let's petrify
our last incarnation
in the crucial dust-fadeland
where all desires get
desolate, abandoned

watch your time
coming up

deceiving your trickster's eyes

come, cross that border
watch your fall
watch your time
coming up
come, let's petrify
our last incarnation
in the crucial dust-fadeland
where all desires get
desolate, abandoned

watch it

come, let's petrify
our last incarnation
in the crucial dust-fadeland
come, cross that border

come, let's petrify
our last incarnation
where all desires get
desolate, abandoned

come
empty pain

you go
you go now
watch your fall

you go
watch your fall
watch your fall
you go
now

watch your fall
watch your fall
watch it

watch your fall
watch your fall
watch it
watch your fall
Track Name: encrusted with silence
...but i know
that your destiny hasn't been lost

hasn't been lost

you just gotta stop
you just have to stop

and then you'll know
and then you'll know

you just gotta stop
and then you'll know

you just gotta stop
and then you'll know

and then you'll know
and then you'll know

you just gotta stop
and then you'll know

you just gotta stop
you just have to stop

you just gotta stop
you just gotta stop
you just gotta stop