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Sideline
04:35
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Hope is in shambles
For the women who took the gamble
On getting men to listen
To feminine wisdom
Distracted by a divine power
Waiting on the holy hour
When all the royal bloodlines
Dry out of heirs to die on
Far away frontiers
Just here to light a candle
For the women who took a gamble
Now I fly away
Like a plastic bag surfing the wind
Staying adrift without spreading wings
If one day I’m too high up
Reckon me too high up
Shoot me out the sky and
Leave me behind
Overlooking beauty from up close
Getting gloomy isn’t your fault
No more standing on the sideline
No more standing on the sideline
No more standing on the sideline
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Nkisi
04:35
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They took you away to show the European tribe
How exotic our rituals are
Without the eye of Nkisi’s all-knowing soul
Our distrust is spinning out of control
All the nails for the imminent oaths
Have to be hammered into a new magic host
Keeping promises I boast
Nkisi where will I be
If you’re not on my side
When I wallow further into the mire
Now that is on me to cover up the crime
That you have been stolen from the shrine
Can I conjure a new you to seal the agreement
Swearing sermons and heads of snakes are needed
To keep the neglected promises a secret
Nkisi where will I be
If you’re not on my side
Nkisi where will I be
If I don’t have you as my guide
I wallow further into the mire
Where the ghosts start to conspire
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Demon's Driver Seat
04:03
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Maybe you confuse me for a mute
I don’t believe in idle talk do you
The night wore silence better than dispute
I know I keep up the fights longer than they should
But maybe you confuse me for a friend
All the disappointments that build up to the end
Maybe you confuse me for your friend
I don’t believe in idle talk do you
I don’t believe in final thoughts do you
I know I keep up the fights longer than they should
I know I keep up the fights longer than they should
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4. |
Lost In The Digital Age
05:27
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On my way to heaven
I must’ve passed out
Did I fall apart
Am i congregated
It’s a different kind of living
I unwillingly surrender
Familiarized my fears
In order to embrace them
And who ever told you
Life’ll listen to reason
A smokescreen covers up the treason
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5. |
Nerveball
02:46
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6. |
Indigenous Geist
06:07
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Nothing ever really changed
The windmills’ rhythms conjugate
And nothing ever really changed
If it’s too late for indigenous longing for this earth
When we messed up nature’s cadence
Water’s waiting for its chance
Walked up slowly through the mud I dig the borrowed land
Walked up freely to the sea this land never belonged to me
Nothing ever really changed
Land never discriminates
Nothing ever really changed
Now it’s too late for indigenous longing for this earth
Now there’s too much indifference clogging up the earth
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Onna Limb Leeuwarden, Netherlands
Onna Limb searches for new sounds and musical worlds in order to escape and reflect on the world of today, humans, mental illness, past and future. Swaying between sonic experimenting and a more organic, acoustic approach, the music emphasizes introspective struggles in a cinematic way. He draws inspiration from artists such as Frustrator, Mount Kimbie, Alex G & Radiohead. ... more
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