Absente Terebenthine

by Morthem Vlade Art

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released February 17, 2004

Produced, composed, arranged and performed by Gregg Anthe.
Words by Emmanuell.D

Publishing administrated by SACEM, France.
ⓒ + ⓟ Antonn Records, 2004. All rights reserved.

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Track Name: Absente Terebenthine
ABSENTE TEREBENTHINE

I closed this book
and my collection of empty pages,
I wanted to find the atmosphere
of a warm painting.

Dark colors
with a single source of light
in the middle,
one man, seen from behind.

Everything reinvented differently,
neither overpopulation
nor clans,

Individuality the mistress
of each row,
red, the white hole.

But no brush is virgin
like the first stone.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Someone With Transparent Eyes
SOMEONE WITH TRANSPARENT EYES

Walking past the mirror,
I saw a body and eyes,
an enormous space between my senses
and their reflection.

In the space of a moment
when my wings pierce the earth,
when I am a wall.

Walking past the restaurant,
a mouth was tasting dishes
on the other side of the window,

it wasn’t me
for the space of a moment,
neither my body, nor my blood,

someone different,
with a different sensitivity
and transparent eyes.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: E-Clipse
E-CLIPSE

In the metal cut
open like a wound,
I drive in bones,
 
my first teeth.
 
I whisper sweet words
to the shape
that I erase,
 
and from my fingertips
taste the dust.
 
There are many steps
that I no longer count,
worlds piled up inside my box
losing their colour.
 
You must destroy
and revive,
destroy and forget.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Paranoïa
PARANOÎA

I had to fall
into superstition,
walking on white flagstones

even though nothing serious
can ever happen,

if I suffer, I could die
and the suffering will not last.

I had to stop
my thoughts at night to sleep
even though I can sleep,

thinking of money
even though I can work
or do anything.

I had to feel fear
to live.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Flow
FLOW

Open window,
The wind is an evocation
In front,
A shabby future,
At the nape of the neck,
A petition
And my tongue would like to lick my neck.

Open window, the hurricane
Icarus circles like a vulture.

All the false pretences
Fly away
And the curtains are pulled.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Long Distance Conversation
Why should I go further
in this erroneous dream ?

The people are blurry,
the sea is unchained,
I find nothing real.

Neither that which is striking,
nor that which troubles
in this aimless mixture
where even violence has gone soft.

The hard water no longer rips up
the dust
and truth hides,

hides to die
as an arbitrary shape
in all the glasses of the world,

all the seas.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Zone
ZONE

To walk around the spot
without going in, just the desire
to go in.

It is not for money,
nor for healing
nor even for happiness,
no one knows.

The power within arm’s reach
becomes torture.

There is nothing behind it
but the want of desire,
nothing but a void,
no one wants to know.

And time has been passing
for too long.
The door must stay closed.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing
Track Name: Far Away From Me
FAR AWAY FROM ME

The day is running out of breath,
and the night, the tide

trash builds up
in front of my door
I sniff out the hours
more than the seasons
cold, heat.

This dead time
like the blades of a machine
going up and down
I wait day
and night, the rising tide
in front of the open door.

My feet never get wet,
dirty, neither does my head.

Emmanuell.D / SACEM Publishing