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Draumr
04:32
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I walk these endless chilling streets,
to find a filling
to this persistent gap
I dwell on bitter endings,
but long for new beginnings
despite wandering, singing
the gap lies within me
I change, fumble in distant winnings,
I thought,
the fleeing starts but there, in far innings
I put forth
Always a pain, a dull ache to soothe
with new distinctions
a frame, in mind
to submit to these ambitions
to forget the dissonance to these visions -
I eat to still my endless hunger,
drink to fall into endless slumber,
speak to breathe endless lungs and -
be filled with every essence called life
The darkness grows ever deeper, me and my reaper,
smiling, bathing in false attribution.
Hiding alone with me and my soul,
we tear each other apart in each goal,
every word spoken, every moment past in devotion, remains lethargy
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Hades
05:35
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I see the stars, they gaze on me
down from the heavens above, where they’ll be
where I wander below
I’ll never know, no, I’ll never know
There was a sign, it was there, now it’s gone
I’ll float away from the world once more
I was alone, it was beautiful
just deemed to wrong, over again
You grabbed me from the bone
deep from within the glass around you
a whisper from afar
I wouldn’t go
to let myself give up from the start
so the agony crawls; so silently
Darkness it weeps me in from below
like Hades controls the depths of my soul
rolling above these rottening corpses,
going down
an eternity
alone, alone
Lost inside a web
of this deep tangling fear
spun, my darkest,
trembling veer (come closer)
Come close to me and take me home,
don’t leave me here I feel so lost
I don’t know where I’m going
where I’m going
give me some shelter, shelter these storms
Darkness it weeps me in from below
like Hades controls the depths of my soul
rolling above these rottening corpses,
going down
an eternity
alone, alone
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Psykhē
06:20
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Loud longings for a distant dawn,
contemplating understanding
of understanding.
Clear like the sky in the window,
passing by.
Souls walk beyond it,
with the thoughts we left behind.
A grasp lost, trying to speak in silence
From the fear, in the abyss beneath it.
A gap of spoken words of distortion
From the ocean between us.
In a loss for words, entitlement
And now,
I feel it too
With great effort of unspoken focus
To map a path in thoughts
in thought.
A tide in rage throws my ways against the bank
of great effort but no spoken focus
A fire rips me from sleep
and follows me til' sunset
With a blood red intensity,
it burns me up from inside
the smoke, the air, it thickens
and I burn with every breath,
while I flicker to stay awake.
A grasp for something pure
where no purity can be found
It’s all lost in why,
It’s all lost in why
No joy from the mind outside me,
within, not afar
don’t tear me away from me
while left in the sorrow
the false hope I feel
don't tear me away
Can’t breathe while this heart shatters,
The crumbling sound in an echo
While you scream in this moment
'Please don’t tear me away from me,
Don’t tear me away from me'
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Every time I shed tears
in the last past years
when I pass through the hills
oh, what images return
oh I yearn
for the roots of the woods
that origin of all my strong and strange moods
I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
I grew up in declivities
others grow up in cities
where first love and soul takes rise
there where times in my life
when I felt mad and deprived
and only the slopes gave me hope
when I pass through the leg high grass I shall die
under the jasmin I shall die
under the elder tree
and I need not prepare for a new coming day
where is it that fills the deepness I feel
You will say I'm not Robin the Hood
But how could I hide from top to foot
that I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
Oh I lost something in the hills
Now I lean on my window sill
and I cry, though it's silly
and I'm dreaming of off and away
oh I know further west these hills exist
marked by apple trees marked by a straight brook
that leads me wherever I want it to
well I lost something in the hills
I lost something in the hills
oh, I lost something in the hills
(Lyrics and music by Sibylle Baier)
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"NOÊTA takes its name from Greek philosophy and describes the notion of
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