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Dumb
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Dumb
I. Isolation - Intro
II. Dumb
I never knew how to walk
On a track without help and wheels
I never knew how to climb
Mountains, stairs and hills
I never knew how to talk
But my mind is completely clear
I’m neither deaf nor blind
The loss is my only fear
Why are you so numb?
As winter is at home
This place is not for the dumb
Who were left alone
My illness is strong and congenital
Invisible cell without rods
My weeping is mute and perpetual
All hidden behind seven locks
Our house has become a dark prison
Gloomy dungeon for your tiny son
All the comfort died for no reason
You left me without any fallback
Why are you so numb?
As winter is at home
This place is not for the dumb
Who were left alone
III. Enough
Let my wheelchair become a chariot
That takes me to the heaven they said…
Was my suffering enough for this?
To present me the eternal sleep…
No... I woke up…
IV. Struggle
Let my wheelchair become a chariot
That returns me to life…
Let my backbone become titanium
Which will give me strength to get to it source…
Let my weak hand become a hammer
That will shock all these walls…
Let my mute voice become a siren
Who will call ever-ever-ever-everyone…
Squeezing through miles of room
Breaking the threshold rock
Under the ceiling dome
And fading tick of the clock
Finally breaking through
Deadfall of wooden door
Breaking the threshold rock
With gritted teeth get to the sink
Raising up on my hands
Through the pain turn on the tap
And then I fall…
V. Leave
Upon a cold floor
In freezing water stream
And inconspicuous flood
Without any fallback I leave
Why are you so numb?
Winter is at home…
Winter is home….
Winterhome…
Winter…
Win… hmm…
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Brave
20:01
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Brave
I. Missing - intro
II. Exhausted
Nothing remains the same for me…
When the brave ones come for me…
Nothing remains the same for me…
If the brave ones come for me…
Nothing remains the same for me…
Let the brave ones come for me…
I’m exhausted under the care
Of ignorance and poverty
I’m exhausted sheltered
With my mother’s death
I’m exhausted…
I’m exhausted…
Nothing remains the same for me…
When the brave ones come for me…
Nothing remains the same for me…
Let the brave ones come for me…
I’m exhausted under the care
Of ignorance and poverty
I’m exhausted sheltered
With my mother’s death
I’m exhausted…
I’m exhausted…
III. Almost
Your sudden pneumonia
Among the household debris
Inhale of ammonia
So useless… Am I finally free?
In a quiet delirium
So helpless… But I’m almost free
The window slams, the wind blows
We both lie motionless on the bed
Hunger, thirst, piercing cold
And embrace of the dead
A couple of years of lifelong misery
Prepared me for these five endless days
Without remorse I let you go
Please stand up! You must go away!
I'm still almost free…
You must go away…
IV. Brave
When they come
They will see me grown up
When they come
They will hear my strong heart
When they come
They will feel my even breathing
When they come
They will find me learned much more…
V. Hope - Outro
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