Parpadeaba,
Parpadeaba en el infinito,
ese fluorescente a punto de morir
Mis retinas grabadas,
Mis retinas quemadas se estremecen
dibujando una silueta negra.
Una silueta negra conocida,
Una silueta que me quema,
Una silueta negra que irradia brillo de estrellas...
Recuerdo las polillas revolotear ese verano.
Como sus alas siempre etéreas modulaban la llama creando apagones momentáneos
Donde solo existamos nosotros
(grabados en mis retinas)
Islas de cera translucida se amontona sobre esa madera, pero las polillas siguen acercándose.
It blinked,
It blinked in the horizon.
That fluorescent light that was about to die.
My engraved retinas ,
my burnt retinas shudder
drawing a black silhouette
A known black silhouette
A burning black silhouettette
A black silhouette who irradiates star dust
I remember the moths flying around that summer
How their ethereal wings modulate the flames creating instant blackouts where only the 2 of us existed (engraved in my retinas)
Translucent wax Islands stacks over that wooden table now, but the moths keep coming…
it's heaven for my ears... perfect balances of serene melodies and harsh vocals, the tracks all blend together in beautiful ways, making such a great album. cub
A four-way screamo split from Infant Island, Massa Nera, Frail Body, and Dianacrawls captures the atmospheric urgency of their scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 2, 2019