SUBTERRANEAN MASQUERADE LYRICS
album: "Mountain Fever" (2021)
1. Snake Charmer2. Diaspora, My Love
3. Mountain Fever
4. Inwards
5. Somewhere I Sadly Belong
6. The Stillnox Oratory
7. Ascend
8. יה שמע אביונך / Ya Shema Evyonecha
9. For the Leader, with Strings Music
10. Mångata
1. Snake Charmer
Snake charmer
Forget about the apple, break my rib
My monument, my eve, asunder
Save me from that which love cannot forgive
Afflicted from below, addicted too
It's a defecated light
A halo that commands me
Ill, my failure to truly come home
If I could make amends and show you how I feel
Heave the arms of the free
Beg the cysts of the heavens to endorse
The concrete of your fame
Dressed in king's attires yet dethroned
And decomposed
It's that defecated light
A halo that commands me ill
I'm failing to truly come home
If I could make amends and show you how I feel
2. Diaspora, My Love
Am I picking up the pieces
Or picking up the pace?
I guess I'll never know
The length of the endeavor
With strength upon a strength
She strings the last straw
And as the credits go down
On unaesthetic ghost towns
Anesthetics send me off home
Those Technicolour skies disclose my own demise
And all the ending themes are spoiled, over the rover
For I've made your poplar branch my crown
I hung my harp, I've been let down
Diaspora
Diaspora my love
I'm coming home
You had me at I told you so
This punishment this endless joke
Geographies I do not know
(My heart still beats) despite your spiteful embargoes
Ignite the emperor burn his clothes
I reached and touched the afterglow
Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm
Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm
We'll march the gates to end this prison
Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm
3. Mountain Fever
Since the rain is over
Words displaced and thoughts distilled
Circles at the doorway
To elevate these bars of steel
I am going nowhere
Honestly, I can't move on
Rebelled all the devil's whim
Some kind of a holy man
The guilt of aspirations led me falsely to your loving arms
"Better safe than sorry" – I'm past beyond forgiveness
Sugar coated white washed wreckage – ghostly lost its charms
The things you know
The things you don't know
Promise me you'll heal
Cure this mountain fever
Cleanse me of this danger
Kill me if you must
Promise me you will
Gut out every hunger
Pound out every thunder
Mend my self disgust
Promise me you'll heal
Cure this mountain fever
Cleanse me of this danger
Kill me if you must
Promise me you will
Gut out every hunger
Pound out every thunder
Mend my self disgust
Our love was a placebo
Our love is a placebo
4. Inwards
Inwards
Where did my adversary go?
A rival lover and a temptress
Inwards,
As if my breath
Merely inhales in a foreign language
(Her body from afar)
Secrets
Have I always been a secret?
Have I ever been your lies?
Will I ever be revenged?
This starlet's love will burn you out
Your body from afar
Always ahead
Always ahead
'Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn,
Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn,
Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
Terrible as an army with banners?'
[Song of songs 6:10]
5. Somewhere I Sadly Belong
Look at where my feet got me now!
Not a single word on this piece of paper
I cannot close my eyes any longer
Always waking up at some last station
Somewhere I sadly belong
A refugee
Where mountains kiss the sea
Am I my sister's keeper?
Have I a brighter hair
To keep a future brighter?
Exile is where the heart is
Somewhere I sadly belong
Someplace I always come back to
Identity
Deconstruction of the family tree
What is a last name anyway?!
Are we going to make it?
Are we going to make it?
The apple and its core
Am I my parents' war?
Jerusalem's of gold
Yet all I see is crimson
How can you talk of peace?!
You know this damn abyss
Was a flat surface
Before you built your walls around it
You know this barren land
Is full of stillborn soldiers
Gives hope to stillborn daughters
Somewhere I sadly belong
Someplace I always come back to
What is a last name anyway?!
Are we going to make it?
Are we going to make it?
6. The Stillnox Oratory
I can hear them whispering
Outside the doors of crown creation
Conspiracies
Collaborations
To bring me back to earth
Reminisce of your injuries
Out in the dark they caused
Confusion
To separate your spleen
Turpentine your skin,
Servant save your screens,
A spate of seraphim paves the way within
Your stolen hymn,
The morning star and the morning after
Intoxicated saint, a poor investment
Oh
Then comes forth the evening
And with it – scents of contemplations
Of reveries, war declarations
Even if I knew I'd never tell you where I am going to
Nevertheless I could not spin a thread long enough
Long enough to bring me back
I'm diving up the drone
Through a trumpet blown by God itself
Empyrean
Empyrean
Enoch got nothing on me!
To separate your spleen
Turpentine your skin
Servant save your screens
A spate of seraphim paves the way within
Your stolen hymn, the morning star and the morning after
Your left-hand path, your right-hand path it doesn't matter
I have to get some sleep.
I can hear them whispering
Outside the doors of crown creation
Conspiracies...
Collaborations...
7. Ascend
Pray
For my submission, dedicated far away
It makes it better
As long as I repent
In colors of a blushed proposal
My faith will never end
Your dresses, they're descended from the jaws of heaven
Your advent
Fed your worshipers' stomach
Your second coming
Pockets overspent
Pure cement
Do your worst so I just might have to
Convert my convents once again
Pray,
I might as well
To every curve around your wishing well
Dresses will ascend
Your own jaws of heaven
My faith will never end
My faith will never end
Your advent
Fed your worshipers' stomach
Your second coming
Pockets overspent
Pure cement
Do your worst so I just might have to
Convert my convents once again
Your notes through the cracks
My walls, they still fall apart...
God has only lovers
8. יה שמע אביונך / Ya Shema Evyonecha
יָהּ שְׁמַע אֶבְיוֹנֶיךָ
הַמְחַלִּים פָּנֶיךָ
אָבִינוּ לְבָנֶיךָ
אַל נא תַּעְלֵם אָזְנֶך
9. For the Leader, with Strings Music
Damn your confessionals, I am in pain.
Damn your forgiveness
And damn all you stand for
I need no witness
I need no pardoner
Your grand inquisition
Shall fear my return
Forgetful,
As if the moments
Are all away.
(Away the storm had swept me)
Over the razor is over the rainbow that seizured the first-born, both Moses and Pharaoh had loved all too well – the eyes of your nations are blurred by the dust of a soldier once fallen, oh how can't you tell?
Poisonous are your fields of sleep
I do not sympathize none of your troubles!
And vengeance like an enterprise,
A towering bygone
Dims a collective recollection
A blanket of longing, as vast as my heart
For the leader, a psalm, a song that detonates
My own song of ascents. Hear me!
No lord no king no one to resonate
My time runs dry, my blood runs drier.
Anoint the earth with ornaments
With ointments my tongue was oiled
Benevolent bereavement beyond achievement dims a light beam
Be on your way, be gone to bend the tombs of tomorrow, toe by toe the tonsil grows so cancerous, ra-ra-ra-rainmaker born and burnt and buried there must be something more more the more the more the merrier but nothing comes to mind...
10. Mångata
Your feet are hanged
Over the verge
Of your bed
As if you don't believe in monsters
I thought we were brave.
I thought we were brave.
Know, your mountains of love
They beaconed unknown again
Gorged the passages of
The things we could understand
So you torn us apart
Your shoulder became my hearse
As your kiss draped the water,
Our only belonging was light.
Know, your mountains of love
They beacon unknown again
Gorged the passages of
The things we could understand
So you tear us apart
Your shoulder became my hearse
As your kiss draped me...
All music is written by Tomer Pink.
All lyrics are written by Davidavi Dolev.
Produced by Tomer Pink and Subterranean Masquerade.
Strings and brass arrangements are by Shai Uallin.
Woodwinds arrangements are by Tomer Pink.
Davidavi "Vidi" Dolev – lead and backing vocals.
Tomer Pink – rhythm and acoustic guitars.
Or Shalev – lead and acoustic guitars.
Shai Yallin – keyboards, glockenspiel.
Golan Farhi – bass guitar.
Omer Fishbein – lead guitar (3), bulbul tarang (6).
Matan Shmuely – drums.
Yatziv Caspi – percussions.
Neta Maimon – cello.
Oren Tsor – violin, viola.
Idit Mintzer – brass (5, 9).
Alon Karnieli, Idan Kringle, Matan Carlos Mandelbaum and Richard Aevum – gang vocals (2, 4, 6).
Jackie Hole – female vocals (3, 4, 6).
Yakir Sasson – woodwinds (3, 5, 8).
Ashmedi Melechesh – harsh vocals (4).
Hadar Levi – talkbox guitar (5).
Uri Shefi – bouzouki, oud, louta.
Idan David Amsalem – guitar solo (10).
Drums are recorded by David Castillo at Fascination Street Studios, Stockholm, edited by Linus Corneliusson.
Vocals are recorded by Yonatan Kossov at Bardo Studios and Arie Aranovich at Keoss Studios.
Rhythm and bass guitars are recorded by Tomer Pink at his Taklit Music Studios.
Or Shalev's guitars are recorded by Tomer Pink, assisted by Yuval Kramer and Shai Yallin at Libra Studios.
Percussions are recorded by Yatziv Caspi at Yatziv's Kitchen, Berlin.
Violin, viola, bouzouki, oud and louta are recorded by Tomer Pink at Pausa Recording Studios.
Harsh and backing vocals, cello, brass, keyboards, glockenspiel and bulbul tarang are recorded by Shai Yallin at Hilltop Studios.
Talkbox guitar is recorded by Arie Aranovich at Keoss Studios.
Idan is recorded his solo at Onyx Studio.
Woodwinds are recorded by Yakir Sasson at Yakir's studio, assisted by Tomer Pink.
Ashmedi's (Melechesh) harsh vocals are recorded by Amit Zangi at Nona Studios.
Mixed by Jens Bogren at Fascination Street Studios, Örebro.
Mastered by Tony Lindgren at Fascination Street Studios, Örebro.
Thanks to vidiomb for sending these lyrics.
All lyrics are written by Davidavi Dolev.
Produced by Tomer Pink and Subterranean Masquerade.
Strings and brass arrangements are by Shai Uallin.
Woodwinds arrangements are by Tomer Pink.
Davidavi "Vidi" Dolev – lead and backing vocals.
Tomer Pink – rhythm and acoustic guitars.
Or Shalev – lead and acoustic guitars.
Shai Yallin – keyboards, glockenspiel.
Golan Farhi – bass guitar.
Omer Fishbein – lead guitar (3), bulbul tarang (6).
Matan Shmuely – drums.
Yatziv Caspi – percussions.
Neta Maimon – cello.
Oren Tsor – violin, viola.
Idit Mintzer – brass (5, 9).
Alon Karnieli, Idan Kringle, Matan Carlos Mandelbaum and Richard Aevum – gang vocals (2, 4, 6).
Jackie Hole – female vocals (3, 4, 6).
Yakir Sasson – woodwinds (3, 5, 8).
Ashmedi Melechesh – harsh vocals (4).
Hadar Levi – talkbox guitar (5).
Uri Shefi – bouzouki, oud, louta.
Idan David Amsalem – guitar solo (10).
Drums are recorded by David Castillo at Fascination Street Studios, Stockholm, edited by Linus Corneliusson.
Vocals are recorded by Yonatan Kossov at Bardo Studios and Arie Aranovich at Keoss Studios.
Rhythm and bass guitars are recorded by Tomer Pink at his Taklit Music Studios.
Or Shalev's guitars are recorded by Tomer Pink, assisted by Yuval Kramer and Shai Yallin at Libra Studios.
Percussions are recorded by Yatziv Caspi at Yatziv's Kitchen, Berlin.
Violin, viola, bouzouki, oud and louta are recorded by Tomer Pink at Pausa Recording Studios.
Harsh and backing vocals, cello, brass, keyboards, glockenspiel and bulbul tarang are recorded by Shai Yallin at Hilltop Studios.
Talkbox guitar is recorded by Arie Aranovich at Keoss Studios.
Idan is recorded his solo at Onyx Studio.
Woodwinds are recorded by Yakir Sasson at Yakir's studio, assisted by Tomer Pink.
Ashmedi's (Melechesh) harsh vocals are recorded by Amit Zangi at Nona Studios.
Mixed by Jens Bogren at Fascination Street Studios, Örebro.
Mastered by Tony Lindgren at Fascination Street Studios, Örebro.
Thanks to vidiomb for sending these lyrics.
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