развопилась весна,
разболелась сиренью.
лепестки покрывают ступени
твоими ногами забытые.
мы стоим у окна,
мы весенние звери:
каждый у своего,
и слеп, и нем,
и до любви голоден,
и нерешителен,
панически недвижен.
выходя за порог
платяного шкафа
в бесконечное множество зим,
совсем один,
прячу в снег
голодную алую похоть.
утро. съев уголёк, прогуливаешь урок.
сам себе Эстус, сам себе Рагнарёк.
раскрыв окно, мечтаешь
о золотых канатах кос.
ключи в замке. за дверью мир.
сама себе Рапунцель, сама себе Фафнир.
мы не знаем, как нам биться с этим озверевшим сердцем;
как прогрызть решетку ребер,
как из них построить дом.
развопилась весна,
разболелась сиренью.
лепестки покрывают ступени
моими ногами забытые.
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the spring has begun to wail and become ill with lilac, petals cover treads left forgotten by your feet. We stay by the window. We are spring beasts: each by one's own. Blind and deaf and love hungry and undecided, panically fixed. Going over the treshold of the wardrobe into the infinitude of winters, all alone I put in snow ravenous crimson lust. Morn. After eating a small piece of coal you cut school. Ypur own Estus, your own Ragnarok. You open a window and dream of golden ropes of braides. The keys are in the lock. Behind the door lays the world. Your own Rapunzel, your own Fafnir. We don't know how, how to beat this enraged heart; how to gnaw the grill of ribs, how to build a house of it.
The spring has begun to wail and become ill with lilac, petals cover treads left forgotten by my feet.
I've finally got Black Line on physical copy and this record actually blew my mind. There's so much beauty to this album but also its so crushingly heavy and extreme in an audio sense, Respire don't hold back they just let everything go and beyond, amazing!! Darknight
Hearing the songs while reading the narrative behind the lyrics, I felt overwhelmed by this tragic story in which humans and artificial intelligence couldn't coexist side by side. Their reciprocal annihilation was inevitable. Except one "sole survivor, in a ship filled with memories. She had become the proof of Earth, proof that life had existed there, a voice for all the species and beauty we once knew". A dystopian concept dressed up in brilliant musicianship! @Slevin, thanks, I owe it to you! Umbra Cornuta
Toronto band Respire deliver a post-hardcore tour de force on the largest scale possible, orchestrally rich and incessantly uncompromising. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2021