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Stand in awe against the universe
Fragile speck of dust
Coloured mist a sea of worlds to come
Humming nebula
Find the edge and push infinity
There's no going back
I hear the voice of nothingness
Feeling small and insignificant
Inner voices crushed
Like the blood that flows and gives you voice
Walk and wonder
Fall asleep under the comets' dance
Dawn will bring you back
Find the edge and push infinity
There's no going back
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Back from an endless slumber
Across event horizons
Silence where once was thunder
Ashes and rust surround me
I’m breaking
Having seen too many ends
I’m choking
Struggling to let go
Break through the ice
Breathe in the air
Seems like a vice
Wanting to care
Like stars that dot the darkness
Faces I can’t lay eyes on
Still like a twitching muscle
I paddle through the ruins
I’m breaking
Having seen too many ends
I’m choking
Struggling to let go
Break through the ice
Breathe in the air
Seems like a vice
Wanting to care
I decided to care
I decided to care
I decided to care
I decided to care
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Lingering sadness drawn deep in my bones
Wandering thirst that no water can slow
Picturing holes in the ceiling above
Through which the galaxy constantly flows
Buzzing in my ears
Urging me to flee
And hunt the great unknown
Like a balloon that’s about to explode
Under the choke of affectionate arms
Hearing the voice of anxiety drone
Prey to the fears I have locked behind doors
Buzzing in my ears
Urging me to flee
Face is cut by tears
Hollowed by the years
Try to let go
Ηave to let go
Break the cages
In my head
Form that maims me
I will shed
Try to let go
Have to let go
Try to let go
Have to let go
Break the cages
In my head
Form that maims me
I will shed
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Days go by out of my cage I thrive high up high fly
Days grow old hesitant strays of light high up high fly
Days die young in outer space I drift high up high fly
Days grow old into my cage I crawl
Deep down deep dive
Days grow old hesitant strays of light
High up high fly
Days die young in outer space I drift
high up high
Seize the water like
Seize the water like
A concrete mirror like
A concrete mirror like
Drown the future down the water down
Drown the future down
Territorial remedies
Territorial remedies
Seize the water like a mirror
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Nothing but another grain of sand
Even with a thousand lives I’d still
Wouldn’t know a thing
Burn matches in the dark
Blindly throw my wisdom net around
I so crave the precious exaltation
Just without the guilt that comes along
Give me please the liberation
Of not giving a shit
Somehow
I know
Touch the cosmos and you’ll burn
I’m sorry that your plan went wrong
Toughen up, you should’ve known
Some truths we just can’t take
As small as all before
Under dying stars
My delusions comfort me again
A billion billions hold
My hand and show the way
Helping me take another step
Βy now
I know
A snowflake in an avalanche
A billion helping hands will steer
Toughen up, stare down the void
No truth can stand our gaze
Oh when I’m gone
I only hope
I give someone
That extra step
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Dripping down, down this road
Futures that flicker like flames on a boat
Spinning tops on my hand redshift thoughts of whatnots
Shocking waves distant raves cities melt in the pot
Days
Fade out
Low blow
A skinny aurora highlighting my faults
Closed doors
Ten parsecs away from a euphoric state
Up is down sky is brown
Present and past pin my head to the ground
Stand smile
Dystopic fan fairs selling your thoughts for scares
Days
Fade out
Get my fix off a precious ago
Running in place
Get my fix off a precious ago
Running in place
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Where’s your crown?
Did you watch it fall?
And break down
Through this vast black hole
Create time and let it
Die above the smoke
You said you would be here for
All that could go wrong
It was a promise
It was a promise
It was a promise
It was a promise
Fire that grows inside me
Broken glass for shell
Thoughts of human flesh that
Suffers in this hell
Trust will never give me
All the things you’ve lost
You said you will be here for
All that could go wrong
It was a promise
It was a promise
Was just a promise
So now i’m on it
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Like raindrops on the sea
Break stillness and riple the veil
I fall from blackest space
A flailing newborn
Heliacal rising again
More shadows in my head
I left my center back home
A lifetime ago
Whispers through the storm
Calling me back home tonight
shamans guide me through
Vibraphonic dreams
All faces look the same
And yet I feel out of place
I thought I was ready but
Inside I’m at war
No matter the distance I go
I’ll put my ear to the ground
My heartbeat drumming loud
A compass to home
Whispers through the storm
Calling me back home tonight
Shamans guide me through
Vibraphonic dreams
Racing with the wind
But always out of reach are
The places where I’ll find
My footprints from that time
Whispers through the storm
Calling me back home tonight
Shamans guide me through
Vibraphonic dreams
Racing with the wind
But always out of reach are
The places where I’ll find
My footprints from that time
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Dead of night in moonlit glow
Ego boosting dynamo
Running keeps the fear at bay for now
Grainy stories in your wake
Oscillating glowing eyes
Skyway junkies whiskey lies
Modulation on the radio
Dressing holes with jaded goals
Super highway hints a cure
Spitting jingles in a blur
Pendulum is humming lullabies
Speeding to the latest hype
One more day and you may stop
Nothing here horizon gone
One more day until you drop
Tunnel ends when you let go
Orbiting away
From life on feet of clay
Spiral in and out
A lone oblivious arc
Orbiting away
From life on feet of clay
Spiral in and out
A lone oblivious arc
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Slowly slowly this nail so tenderly gets you so no air
This box you've built this gyroscopic jail on a snail's back
Dragging your mind again through dark and muddy waters on a rotten raft
Golden lonely slivers of light coming through
Making their way through corridors of a haystack with your name
Biding time in a designer cell
Like a clock with hands behind its back
Leaning back on others' pixel hell
Forget and smile away
Hey
Stack your gold and hide away
Clench your fist and hit
Away
Solitude's a hair away
You're the needle in the
Hay
Probably will end the same
Wiser men have tried and
Failed
Nowhere this box you've built this gyroscopic jail on a snail's back
Dragging your mind again through dark and muddy waters on a rotten raft
Golden lonely slivers of light coming through
Slowly slowly
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I've been riding here for days through the woods now
All the animals and birds by my side now
Branches scratching down my knees on my way now
Backsliding rocks are blocking the trail now
Misty clouds just blurring my vision
Evil spirits try to mess with my thoughts now
Water falling down to wash of my sins now
Running fast to find my spot in the lightbulb
Let's pray for the rain
Let's pray for the dead 'n living of this world
The dead 'n living of that will follow
Find it difficult to breathe through the speed now
Pierce the core there is no end for us all now
Find it difficult to breathe now
Pierce the core there is no end now
The core is close can feel it burning my hands now
It's difficult to dance when nothing is innocent
Core is burning my hands now
It's difficult to dance when nothing is innocent
Let's pray for the rain
Let's pray for the dead 'n living of this world
The dead 'n living of that will follow
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I will cross these fields of nothing
Floating over grass and water
Eyes are fixed across the skyline
Meet the trembling light ahead
That leads the way
And makes the moments fall
Like dirt from open hands
Wishing you had friends like mine
That would fight the raging ocean
Just to keep my body floating
Give their lives so I can greet dawn
Shape the world around me like a river
I will jump over this edge to meet the
Trembling light of those who came before me
Nothing left of me to measure
Greetings to the ones that bore me
Lit the flame that gives me drive to
Shape the world around me like a
River eats the barren valleys
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released May 7, 2021
All songs written, composed and performed by Puta Volcano
Recorded and mixed by Jacopo Fokas
Mastered by Nikos Lavdas
Cover photo by Pinelopi Gerasimou
gerasimoupinelopi.com
Cover design by Anna Papathanasiou
Concept & Curation: Christos Sarris
Production Coordinators: Smaragda Dogani, Elena Choremi
Production: Onassis Stegi
AN CLUB
Location Manager: Panagiotis Kaparidis
Art Direction: Eva Kolomvou
F.O.H Sound Engineer: Tasos Malliouras (aka. Anastasios Tsompanis)
Electrician: Charalampos Tsimpanis
PRODUCTION EXECUTION
Production: Marina Danezi
Production Manager: Steven Elpiziotis
FILMING
Director – Camera: Christos Sarris
Director of Photography: Evan Maragkoudakis
Cameras: Dimitris Zivopoulos, Orfeas Kalafatis, Filippos Zamidis, Koralia Dogani
Lighting Technician: Menelaos Orfanos
Editor: Tryfon Karatzinas
Colorist: Manthos Sardis
Photography: Pinelopi Gerasimou
ONASSIS STEGI
Technical Manager: Lefteris Karabilas
Technical Director & Project Support: Phil Hills
Lighting Technicians: Pavlos Pappas, Giorgos Tsitsigos
Stage Technicians: Panos Koutsoumanos, Platonas Tsamados
Production Manager – Production Management Consultant: Dimitra Dernikou
Production Coordinators: Smaragda Dogani, Elena Choremi
Line Production: Irilena Tsami, Ioulia Stamouli