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White Light From the Mouth of Infinity

Album - 1991 - DeB Id: 52354
di Swans
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White Light From the Mouth of Infinity Marcel Proust

 "Swans were the shit": un gruppo con un senso del sublime che fa davvero la differenza.

 Ammaliante e caustico, potente e delicato: questo è un capolavoro per palati fini, non per tutti.

 Ascolta ora questo capolavoro degli Swans e lasciati travolgere dall'emozione.

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I'm so glad I'm better than you,
I'm so glad I'm better than you are.
I'm so glad I'm better than you,
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I want power, because it feels good.
I want power - I'll wash America with blood.
I want power: a clear blue light in the sky.
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Failure (06:20)
I, I've been lonely And I, I've been blind And I,. I've learned nothing So my hands are firmly tied To the sinking leadweight of failure I've worked hard all my life Money slips through my hands My face in the mirror tells me It's no surprise that I'm Pushing the stone up the hill of failure They tempt me with violence They punish me with ideals And they crush me with an image of my life that's nothing but unreal Except on the goddamned slaveship of failure I'll drown here trying to get up for some air But each time I think I breathe I'm laid on with a double share of the punishing burden of failure I don't deserve to be down here But I'll never leave And I've learned one thing You can't escape the beast In the null and void pit of failure When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss it's green skin And I'll ask it's dirty face "Where the hell have you been?" "I am the fuel that fires the engine of failure." I'll be old and broken down I'll forget who and where I am I'll be senile or forgotten But I'll remember and understand You can bank your hard-earned money on failure I saw my father crying I saw my mother break her hand On a wall that wouldn't weep But that certainly held in The mechanical moans of a dying man Who was a failure My back hurts me when I bend Because I carry a load My brain hurts me like a knife-hole Because I've yet to be shown How to pull myself out from The sucking quicksand of failure Some people live in hell Many bastards succeed But I. I've learned nothing I can't even elegantly bleed Out the poison blood of failure
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Swans

Swans è un gruppo sperimentale statunitense fondato a New York da Michael Gira. Noti per un percorso che attraversa no wave/industrial, svolte folk/dark e lunghi lavori immersivi tra drone, noise e rock d’avanguardia.
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