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Once
04:35
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"I remember momma reading me a bedtime tale, as thousand unaccountable stimulants were passing over me"
"I remember when I was feeling unconcerned in the playgrounds of my vicinity, and that everything was just a great play with me as protagonist. I remember all the myths and the epic battles, as I' m sitting in the bench where sometime I was eating my carefree ice cream, but now I' m smoking as I recollect a time where everything was purely beautiful, and the words coming from my parents' mouth weren’t any disturbing. Then... When the world would end in a burst of delight and fireworks, and everyone would heave into Paradise, not with the misery… the decline… all lost in an obscured, neverending void"
Circling around the neighborhood
Reliving almost forgotten memories
Thinking of what he wanted to be
Considering if he is happy now
"I remember when there was God. I remember when there was freedom! And all those things now seem so strangely, as if you recalled a fable that someone recounted you when you were a child, a childish story that now makes no sense, though you really wish it was true.
He acts like he’s in a movie
He wonders if everyone’s the same
If all the nursery rhymes
Are guiding everyone’s life now
“Why this alluring sense of decline?
Why can’t I detect life’s simplicity?
Should I embrace it just the way it is?
Or should I wish I had never been born?”
He’s flooded with mixed feelings
Sad for everything he’s not
Happy for everything he dreamed
And the walk through memory lane has finally come to an end
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Sweetest Denial
05:25
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she's lost searching for her fairytale
and I feel warm with all the things she says
Even her voice reveals
the pain that she feels
things that she 'll never let out
you can hear the ache of her heart
she's the girl with the broken voice
drunk, asleep like me she carries the weight around
convinced she's destined to be the unworthiest Eva around
you can see all over her parents ugly hand
you can feel her try to reach standards so low
damn you for crippling her
for killing the child within
obliterating her fantasies
let her be her own damn thing
my sweet girl with your broken voice
she's lost in search for her fairytale
in a land of loneliness she was my only hope
In a scape of nightmares she was a lonely whore
Been left to grow with the old and tired
but they died in her teens leaving her to carry their wound
drunk, asleep like me she carries the weight around
convinced she's destined to be the unworthiest Eva around
you can see all over her parents ugly hand
in denial is the state I'm living
cause it was sweeter protecting you than losing you, but
I didn't know that I would find another love and then another one
covering all my emptiness from which you run away
You were so forced into the grown up world
and stripped from your fantasies
oh, the lame hours I spent thinking of you
I was seduced by your sweet and broken voice
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For her ache
06:49
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It's dark and wet and I am not still
Waiting when I'll breathe by myself
KICKING MY WAY OUT!
They're so naive and joyful, but then regretting
The shouting starts and never ends
And she won't divorce you
She prefers to torture you and torture us
HIT HER HARD
IN THE FOREHEAD
The shouting starts and never ends
HIT HER HARD
IN THE FOREHEAD
LEAVE US ALONE
TEAR ME APART
I hated you
And it was easy
But deep down inside I loved you
So I’m doing what you were doing
Shouting at her on every detail
Every detail
Points the picture of her ache
Every little drop of sadness
Every life she led to madness
I'll be my own thing in the shadow of others
I'll showcase myself even if I'm not pretty
I’ll find younger men so not to deal with the concepts
A person of my age would normally care
I no longer care
Every detail
Points the picture of her ache
Every little drop of sadness
Every life she led to madness
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Crash
04:44
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You run, you run, you run, to catch up with your stress
And you bitchin about the fact that everyone is a selfish motherfucker
Though you know that you’re not that much better
Collecting stamps, figures, DVDs and stuff
Only to get bored of them after a while, just
Marching to your dance of death
Beating the drums of Hell!
And You run and you run and you run, to catch up with your stress
But deep down you know, that there's no salvation
All your worries, your sad stories, cannot go away but you try, you try
You try To bury them under layers of booze and drugs and running fast
But then came a day where you had to pay
With the taste of broken bones and torn up flesh
It’s a small price to pay to numb your worrying mind
But hey, it's OK if you can stand the pain
"There's so much blood but I don't feel anything"
Have to let out what you can't tolerate, can't comprehend, and make them matter
Every day is a quest to get laid, a quest to find someone that can stand this stress
But no one will ever follow, so you just switch from one to the other
But then came a day where you had to pay
With the taste of broken bones and torn up flesh
It’s a small price to pay to numb your worrying mind
But hey, it's OK if you can stand the pain
You need substances to calm your nerves, you're so nervous you can't even stand yourself
Have to let out
"There's so much blood but I don't feel the pain
I lay later drunk in morphine"
It’s a small price to pay to numb your worrying mind
But hey, it's OK if you can stand the pain
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How much time do we have? 5 years?
How much time do we have, maybe a hundred years?
Will comets fall, from the sky above, like tears?
Is it gonna be one of our usual fears?
Will we ever see the story of our pitiful end?
Will it be majestic, will it cleanse our fears?
Will it be just stupid, a human mistake?
Or has already started and we just play dump?
Sin and sin and sin
Drain all the resources, spill all the water
Further expand your knowledge, till you reach zero hour
We pray for science fiction
That we may never see
The expiration date
Maybe is close
In a blink of an eye everything becomes light. Or nothing.
We are nothing but a grain of sand in an endless beach
Magnificent achievements swept away
By the tidal wave of Armageddon
We pray for science fiction
That we may never see
The expiration date
Maybe is close
Prophecies to scare little children
Hatch our fears through all our lives
Exorcising bigger questions
Never let us free
Everything is destined to end
And it makes me tremble, I cannot find rest
I just watch the world crumble before my eyes
And I pray that this is all a bad dream
Everything is destined to end
And it makes me tremble, I cannot find rest
The world changes in a second of time
So check in your calendar your own demise
We pray for science fiction
That we may never see
The expiration date
Maybe is close
Prophecies to scare little children
Hatch our fears through all our lives
Exorcising bigger questions
Never let us free
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Τέλος
08:54
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It’s ending now
A full circle of incidents
Those seem so pointless now
Cliffhanging dates
Forgetting yesterday
Staring in my own act
Sometimes I behave like I’m in a play
A role forged by nighttime fairy tales
There‘re moments I think I am the only one around
And there are others trying to
Find the strength not being afraid
I tried to seek
Through other people’s lives
The answers that torment me
All I got was questions
And a strong sense that I lost my time
Cause of Primal fears
Signing to you is all I want to do
In wept and angry tunes on mixed up styles
A taken melody from an ex best friend
Endless, sleepless nights observing all kind of tales
Singing for angry gods, seeking for heroes
Choosing ugly monsters, or noble zeros
Personalized emotions, to show us truths
Lost in translation, on each other’s beliefs
Everything dies unless the story ends early
Together we stand, until we’re not
Not really much to do but enjoy it while it lasts
So join me in this tale that has a bitter taste
It’s ending now
And I’m not feeling wiser than before
Just one step before the end of the line
One step before I finally close my eyes
Please, please give me more,
Give me, give me more
Please, please, just a little more,
Just a little more
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art of simplicity Athens, Greece
In an effort to play the music they wanted to listen to, balancing both “simplicity” and “art”, art of simplicity were formed in 2003. The band has been influenced by a vast variety of innovative music genres and groups, creating a diverse and intense atmosphere through social and psychological themed lyrics ... more
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