Devil-may-care legs bathed in your empty glass
As single malt marked your avid wavering ways.
Then you stormed on us with livid days
Of ghost-like storks and stubborn preys.
We crawled around merciless in your blackened dunes,
Searching for mercantile solutions to these ruins.
Anger built up in your half-sunk ship,
A couple of aborted half-hearted revolutions.
And while we stood there, struck by our sick absurdity,
You struck yourself and killed us all.
released February 17, 2012
Written by Seila Chiara.
Guitars, Bass and Voice recorded at home by Seila Chiara.
Drums recorded at Silversheep Studios.
Mixed and mastered by Benoit Bel at Mikrokosm Recording Studios.
Lyrics by Rémi Komornicki.