Llevo toda la tarde "perdida",  mirando la master class de RMStallman en streaming (ya que no he podido ir). Está siendo bastante divertido porque el tipo es un crack, está teniendo momentos terriblemente absurdos,  y además conozco aproximadamente a un 60% del público (vease: Ángel y Marta, LordKote, Krone y Scipion, Kurt, Agus, el señor Topo, javierh haciendo fotos (quiero mis pegatinas, cof)  y muchas muchas personas que conozco de ver por la universidad)

En fin, tenía serios candidatos para este martes musical, pero me voy a quedar con  uno que se me ha pegado terriblemente. ¿La razón? Pues alguien que durante la semana pasada se ha dedicado a oirla a miles de veces me la ha pegado :P

Sikth es una  banda británica formada en el año 2001 y "separada" en 2007, cuyo estilo oscilaba entre el math-core y el metal progresivo (Aunque este tema tira más hacia el segundo, más o menos una balada "cantable",  pero tienen cosas muy rollo Dillinger Escape Plan).

Vendería mi alma por los minutos 3.43  a 3.47 (Take my hand, my love, my dame).

Enjoy.

SIKTH - WHERE DO WE FALL?

A question never left me through our days
Buried it all inside for this man you know
Who wanted it all then
And now this film is ending
The credits pass, this story’s done
I’m still searching
Keeping it all away from you
I’m not so sure that
This silence will speak (anymore)

Left falling down again
Cause this feeling wasn’t there
But I leave it all
To estrange me from this place I’ve come to know

My palace of dreams, our fresh water streams
We ventured together, we ventured apart
A lake of love rain from above
I want to feel your zeal (To feel your zeal)
What shall I do? be strong like you?
Whats right, whats wrong, whats going on?

A question never left me through those days
But when it tasted stale
Everything really looked greener
Over the other side
Cause I was just clinging onto a moment past
That we could no longer sustain
I kept it all away from you
I’m not so sure that
This silence will speak (anymore)

Left falling down again
Cause this feeling wasn’t there
But I leave it all
To estrange me from this place I’ve come to know

Take my hand, my love, my dame
We could walk through the cranky lanes
But I lay and I sway in my submarine
On top of the world in a plastic ashtray
Well where do we go, and where do we fall?
Someone needs something and something needs all