We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Sorrowful shrieks

by a bundle of Djoy

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      €7 EUR  or more

     

1.
The lone ranger Childhood nightmares lead his path All hopes and longings past All this pain borne on his small shoulders Never learned to grow older Little orphan’s good conscience buried Taught to worship the air that they breathe Now this grown man turned to lone ranger His only way to evade danger The sand underneath his feet The burning sun The only soul he seems to meet Are his thoughts that keep him dumb And blind for all affection He shuffles on To the next intersection Of crossing roads and loveless bygones Never felt a soft breath A finger that ran down his cheek A mouth that met His own to soften sorrowful shrieks The heat upon his striped back The wounds of lessons past that open Back in track Hooded virtue dawns in black remembrance Against the strong wind he struggles His strength will never die As the rain streams down his face The tears of a life gone by Left alone scared To young to fight it Trapped in the arms of the habit No one else cared His burns went so deep Each night that he cried himself to sleep They’ve been preaching a world that doesn’t match reality Filling him with feelings of guilt Feeverish and flushed, running from society Dreaming of this new world he built
2.
The aim 06:30
The aim Come on in The show’s about to start Come on in now The show’s about to begin Welcome at this flying circus Take a good look at our fabulous monstrosities Aware of any resemblance To your own face, your own habits They might strike you with disgust Or you might even leave with a smile An open horizon at a new world With various colours and creatures swarming over your fields Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear It’s you they hear The aim of their gaze You’re part of the freak parade An alien race The aim of their gaze You’re part of the freak parade For your special ways Only fit in their self-made fairytales The aim of their gaze Welcome at this mirror maze Take a good look at your reflecting monstrosities Beware of any acceptance For you might be the target Of your mocking bird’s song
3.
Those heartbeats I saw your face And I roughly hit the floor Your lips encountered mine And the universe embraced us Your body entangled with mine and I Travelled between parallel dimensions Back and forth, back and forth Tracking love You touch it with a fingertip And it all turns to dust Tracking love Brittle and lethiferous But forever praised in lust Oh, I am longing for those stormy nights again Oh, I am drowning in the flood against your cliffs The mirror reflects your face My lips speak your words Those heartbeats aren’t mine Your trail of thoughts surmounts my own My soul devoured whole Those heartbeats aren’t mine I see the world through your eyes My skin as rough as yours Those heartbeats aren’t mine Those heartbeats aren’t mine Those heartbeats aren’t mine
4.
Omniphobia 07:51
Omniphobia Creepy thoughts are going through my mind again Crossing lines into my imagination Creepy creatures crawling all over my skin Closed in by darkness In a labyrinth of bloodcurling anxiety Closed in by walls that take my breath away I’m on the edge I’m on the edge, release me Jump from the cliff into this paranoia See the sea approach me Fly towards freedom, part from all fears Omniphobia Seeking comfort in my dreams But overcome by haunting nightmares Seeking shelter but I know there’s no way out Feel my heart As it skips another beat Torn apart By another restless sleep See me, hear My voice calling out for saviour Reach for me Before I fall into the deep
5.
The dance of shades Something stirs deep down inside Swiftly turns all craving nights A hunger for lust strangely satisfied Innocence with blushes that can barely hide Long lasting darkness awaits the break of day In time that's spent to find the way All black is bent into lighter shades of grey The warmth of daylight colours every branch From dust arises a young romance Softly cries the earth back into trance Oh hear the melody ring Pan's flute fills the air A frail and delightful thing Disappears somewhere The dance of shades has begun A game of playful chase Revealed by each touch of sun Vanished again at my embrace The rimed skylights are clearing A touch of frost left unchilled This desolation feels soothing As the tempest has stilled A soft breeze leaves a whisper Of tender words in your ear One look over your shoulder Only a distant cheer
6.
Theatre of the absurd Lift the black veil covering the faces Struggle through thick mud Open mouths but no sound heard Drawing silenced thoughts Chased by dark distorted shadows Down their legs talk the lies Bruised up inside and out Beg in smothered cries Wriggling fingers, clawing hands draw near With heat as cold as ice Trembling by every touch Voices switching to Mute your fears Choke on your tears Speak up speak up The sound of your suffering needs to be heard Stand up stand up There’s no shame, no blame, no lies to hide away Speak up speak up And unravel his theatre of the absurd Stand up stand up The curtain falls and the hunter becomes the prey Steal bars surround you Too hard to break through Your own prison haunts you Too hard to break through Countless numbers still unheard Hand in hand, a voiceless herd Thorn and scratched their female pride A sudden loss of their will to fight Countless numbers still unheard Hand in hand in a voiceless herd Cornered and punished by their wounds Howling lonesome to the moon
7.
The storyteller Slither slide through the slopes you make Speak in tales and weird tongues, lost in the life you fake Glide along with the ghosts you chase Don’t look back, guide the way, through your misguiding maze Hiss and whispering sounds escape Truth and reality morph into contorted shapes Slither slide through the slopes you make Speak in tales and weird tongues, lost in the life you fake The storyteller sells his stories with persuasion and belief When a tear drops from his eye, you’ll get caught in his mischief The mystic wonders of illusion are all he ever needs To kill your insatiable hunger, you should bite the hand that feeds The storyteller tells his stories Listen and you’ll fall Into his bottomless pit of words he uses to enthrall His mystic world of desillusion He can’t resist its call No history can be outrun, you can only stall Horned beast breathing down his neck Growling words, vicious thoughts, causing him to lose track Heavy load carried on his back Can’t resist, tries to think, but the courage he lacks This last drop finally made him crack All the colours that used to surround him turn black Horned beast breathing down his neck Growling words, vicious thoughts, causing him to lose track Feathers float around A last breath sighed He stops to hear the sound His eyes so blind Now have found The asylum of his mind Cutting through the vines Of clouded thoughts He starts to clear the signs Of battles fought That draw the lines To sorrows brought In a life defined By the grudge for the warmth he sought

credits

released August 4, 2015

license

tags

about

a bundle of Djoy Aalst, Belgium

A merry band of acoustic musicians bringing acoustic, atmospheric songs in which one can dream away and join us in the fantasy world we create in our lyrics.

Haike: vocals and flute
Stitch: acoustic guitar
Filip: percussion
... more

contact / help

Contact a bundle of Djoy

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like a bundle of Djoy, you may also like: