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Vain – A Tribute to a Ghost

by Silence

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Skin 03:47
I read your skin It's like a book of lust It is my Bible Yeah, in skin we trust My private landscape Full of lovely sights Sweetest depressions and addictive heights Drawn by your skin Every night I am a strange parasite Breaking the seams of your skin Don't be afraid Let me in I'm wrapped in you Your skin is woven sin You're wearing moonlight I'm wearing just a grin I stretch my arms and roam through Holy Land I am a pilgrim Heaven is close at hand
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Baby 04:05
Violets are blue and blood is red I always knew you'd end up dead You drowned in tears accidentally Cut your wrists on apathy You jumped … and landed on your knees Baby You practiced hanging by a thread Baby My almost living Nearly dead Baby From Russia with a nice roulette Baby A matching bullet for your head Baby A set of pills for every meal Ten for every itch you feel You found reality could be bent You checked out and left for rent a vacant seat behind the wheel Baby
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Belief 04:00
I don't believe in love I cannot face the flood I don't believe in love diseases in the mud I don't believe in love vultures drawn by blood I am much too frail for this I can't defy the storm in your kiss I won't go down again I won't go down this road again I won't go up in flames I won't go down the drain of love again I don't believe in love I cannot fight the drought I don't believe in love the wasteland in my mouth I don't believe in love the ever-burning doubt I am much too frail for this I can't defy the heat of your kiss Desert and rain Fire and ice Can you afford to pay the price of love?
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Surrender 04:31
It's here, my sweet baby So soon, yet overdue It's here Here to claim you The time we bought is through Surrender, my love Surrender, it's alright Give in to the night I must let you go now Brave little girl One more child devoured by this world It's here Like a hound that's on to a wounded prey What was distant future has just become today Surrender, my love Surrender, it's alright Give in to the night I must let you go now Brave little girl Nothing's worse for children than this world
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In case you think I am to blame for this song Think again, because you couldn't be more wrong Someone sneaked into this line I wrote It was Honey dancing barefoot between the notes Hey Honey sing your song Hey Honey turn me on You mould me like a piece of clay Hey Honey move my lips You're in my fingertips whenever I decide to play I am just a wannabe pioneer Lost among their subconscious souvenirs Their songs are dormant viruses in my head And I can't help but wonder how many are there, playing dead?
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She Alone 03:59
Fighter planes came Fires blazed all night But it's okay - she's alright Fighter planes swarmed every single night But it's okay - she said 'I'm alright' It's not okay It is not alright Only vultures stalk their prey at night Breathing poison makes it hard to see It's a fight for democracy Spreading justice with uranium Welcome to the new millennium They say they won I'm not so sure They won a battle She won the war She alone
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Runalong 03:47
You may cast off your skin Make believe there's wind in your hair You've found so many ways to bribe that smile you wear But it's no use The weariness remains The stale blood in your veins You take the footsteps at hand and follow You know the pill is too big to swallow So you run along Mr. Body and Mrs. Mind They grow older at different rates So part of you is always running late Trying to compensate
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She's my baby Abortive child My miscarriage The kind that draws a smile She's my womb A sperm with style A foetus unborn to be wild Pale and divine Innocent and weak Endlessly frail Useless so to speak Your lips are blue Eyes rimmed in black I'm drawn to you You're such a wreck She's growing stronger It's obscene Licking her wounds was my favourite routine Watching her heartbeat on the screen Wondering if she'll turn nineteen … or not
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The strangest place to look for grace - Crossing the gates of hell Is it sublime or just a crime? Sometimes it's hard to tell A little wrong can set things right and darkness can shed some light A little death can bring some life Just like love can cut like a knife A drop of blood dissolves the mud and washes away the pain A touch of hell Meaning well and everything's right as rain Mercy's just a crime away Handed on a silver tray Damn your laws The love of Christ Obsolete, overprized A little wrong can set things right and darkness can shed some light A little death can bring some life Love is cruel - A war to the knife
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Silver Bloom 04:09
We We were so vain Wretched kings of the room You You were different So detached So immune You turned our dirt into a silver bloom I was merely a moth taken by your light A shadow chained to your feet A parasite Words became treacherous Thoughts were out of tune You're a powerful drug, Silver Bloom You You were different It was clear from the start Your smile Your dark grace The kind features of your face They are the map of your heart
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Murder 04:43
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You may cast off your skin Make believe there's wind in your hair You've found so many ways to bribe that smile you wear But it's no use The weariness remains The stale blood in your veins You take the footsteps at hand and follow You know the pill is too big to swallow So you run along Mr. Body and Mrs. Mind They grow older at different rates So part of you is always running late Trying to compensate
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Tri besede Neizrečene Visijo v zraku V polmraku Čakajo v zavetju tišine da razbijanje srca mine, da roke se tresoče umirijo, begajoče oči ustalijo in jezik jecljavi pove ti rad te imam Three tiny words Three mighty words are hanging in the air Hidden somewhere Beneath the surface of this mask we wear Behind our cherished state of grace And when the pressure gets too hard to bear These three words will blow up in your face An explosive point of view Namely, I hate you

about

With their third studio album, Silence became part of the legend surrounding Matej Smolnik a.k.a. Vain, a promising young artist whose sudden death in 1998 - a death that remains shrouded in mystery - unveiled a unique musical legacy, as well as an assorted collection of prose and drawings.

The connection between Vain and Silence is apparent and yet difficult to pinpoint. They share many things: bits and pieces of their past, certain aspects of their personalities and, most importantly, their work. It is impossible to draw a clear line between Vain and Silence, as it is impossible to distinguish between myth and reality.

The music, a combination of electronic beats and acoustic elements - ranging from classical string arrangements to exotic instruments (santur, koto, valiha ...) - is where Vain and Silence are one: uncompromising and undeterred by the stifling demands of the music business. As Vain once wrote in his diary: "The trouble with music is that it often deals with listeners."

credits

released October 6, 2004

Track 2 written by Ralf Hütter and Florian Schneider.
Track 10 written by Oliver Mandić.
All remaining songs written by Benko.
Tracks 4 and 11 programmed, recorded, produced and mixed by Peter Penko at Raingarden 9, Ljubljana.
All remaining songs programmed, recorded, produced and mixed by Silence at Daily Girl, Ljubljana.
Anne Clark's vocal recorded by Joey Bellinger at Audio Warehouse, Mittelbiberach.
Guest vocal on track 2: Anne Clark.
Strings on tracks 1, 5, 6, 7, 12 and 13: Tina Krajnik (violin), Katja Krajnik (viola) and Petra Gačnik (cello).
Cello on track 4: Mirela Rihtar.
Backing vocals on tracks 2 and 14: Gregor Gruden.
Backing vocals on track 14: Katja Šaponjić.
Valiha on track 12: Linda Volahasiniaina.
Mastered by Tom Meyer at Master & Servant, Hamburg.

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