Black Hole Ego

by [dK]

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The first album produced together with [dixan].

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released March 1, 2003

All tracks written by [K] except for:
"H.e.art" by [dixan]
"Spora" by [jp]

Arrangement/Production by [K]/[dixan]
Vocals by [K]
Additional vocals on "Angelslave" by [laura]
Guitars by [captain] and [jp]

Mixed/Mastered by [K]

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[dK] Torino, Italy

[dK] design melancholic landscapes perturbed by granular clouds.
[dK] play robust synthesizers, visionary guitars, surgical sequencers.
[dK] sing simple words on mid-aching, mitteleuropean melodies.
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[prof] – guitars, synths, arrangements
[dixan] – synths, arrangements
[K] Dee Mitochondrial – vocals, synths, arrangements
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Track Name: Black Champagne
Champagne turns black
as I shed it out at sea at night.
Water's calm and breathes close to me,
I breath to, lying on the back,
sinking bruised in the soaked sand.

The mark will remain,
the higher the tide…
the mark is on the depth.

I've tried to get back
to the way it was before,
but the closer I get,
the worse it becomes.

Black champagne…
I'll drink to all
the things are going wrong.
I will start from the beginning
and I will end at the only end
and in between the ocean I pull through.

The mark will still remain,
the higher the tide…
the old mark is on the depth.

I've tried to slink away
…the nerve not to hesitate,
but the stronger I push away,
the further I sink… and stay.
Track Name: Brilliant White Of A Distant Sun
Early morning light I'm breathing brilliant white of a distant sun,
So much is turning to lies whispering in my ears I'm on the run.
Even though I've been accused, even though all that was true,
I don't feel I have to owe, but I keep running until I'm lost.

It doesn't matter all fake excuses,
Just sorrow talks about what failed,
Now I focus on the brilliant white of a distant sun.

Do we have to stretch the noise to dam its strength unbearable?
Turn off my music beating sick, break down the pulse it's pounding deep?
Ok it's enough, you're turning pale, you even think you've been betrayed,
but worse it all is true.

I keep running in this morning, look at the colours of the sky,
they're becoming clear, I'm waiting. I'll be detected by the sun.
Even though the sentence's passed and all you say I am to blame,
I just don't think that I will serve it 'cause your court just sucks, by now I know it,

but I suppose you'll use the authority
so I can turn back to gain the safety
only focus on the brilliant white of a distant sun
Track Name: Angelslave
I woke up this morning reminding me the fumes.
Still don't know what happened, but I can taste the gloom.
You know when conscience has been betrayed every thing is allow,
the warming up of our brain exited is all that we will follow.

Angelslave,
you don't see how the chains will tear tour wings.
Your desperate flight is turnig to a delirium of a drunk.
Light and sound from underground soon will push you further down
and we will watch this tragedy exited as a wolf at the moon.

I dress slowly, my hands are shaking, my shirt is sticky and slack.
It feels like that I made old and I fell sick tonight.
Still don't know what I've done, but I can feel the guilt,
the warming up with of half-closed eyes…
all of this seems to be a strange trick.
Track Name: The Best Place To Take The Best Photos From
I go in the places, places where I hear my self walking,
I spin round and wait until the white light shades.
I gain time and never make up my mind,
just look for the best place to take the best photos from.

Stand off on the road, am I pointing in the right direction,
no matter more here's the skyline lifting high my look.
Kwow what I have to do, I have to catch the mood,
just look for the best place to take the best photos from.

I go in the places, places where I hear my self walking.
Recall the ability I will use it in dressing white light.
Time flies, I have to make up my mind,
just look for the best place to take the best photos from.

I'm still waiting for the darkness shows
the beautiful shadow of the pain of the world,
then I may gain much more than I can claim…
photos cuase they to cry for pain.
Track Name: Holy Joy
I gave up to the absolute,
it's a tension that annihilates you,
up to now, always needed to understand.
Listen to the air moving,
recognise signs in the clouds,
never again conjectures distorting my true will.
I don't care about the world,
got nothing, just nothing to advice.

My highest joy… excite my spirit and lift it high.
My holy joy is in what that I can feel
and I can't understand.

I breathe the cold of the road,
contours shade in a devout hope,
I'm beginning to imagine the horizon.
Listen to the air moving,
recognise signs in the clouds,
never again conjectures distorting my true will.
I don't care about the world,
I'm just living for my self.

My highest joy… excite my spirit and lift it high.
My holy joy is in what that I can feel
and I can't understand.
Track Name: Primary State
I shouldn't let they took their time and trained hard their fist
I should do take my holy cross and go away with your kiss
I could do fuck their ignorance and throw them all away
I shouldn't let they took their time and understood the game

My gOD how I make it through – how – this time.
My gOD how I make it through.

They'll come right armed and straight towards,
nothing more to save today.
They'll break it down and smash it down,
nothing else to build today.

My gOD how I make it through – how – this time.
My gOD how I make it through – how – this time.
As reduced to a primary state,
How many bended sacrifices am I insane?

I shouldn't let they lit their nerve and tempered their steel
If now they tread me, now they sink me,
It's why I just deserved this.

My gOD how I make it through – how – this time.
My gOD how I make it through.
As reduced to a primary state,
How many bended sacrifices am I insane?
Track Name: The Arrogants Ones
The fucking demon inside all of us
knows exactly how to fuck
our sexy, smart hypocrisy.
I don't like the people but there's someone
that I just want to tear apart:
the arrogant ones.

This time I want to express a lot of cares:
hate, bitterness and faint.
I just want to fuck up all those pigs,
it will come the day I'll overcome the fix.

I know I'm singing words a bit extremes…
I figure how it could have been
and the people never learns
Awakes underwater and above the flames
and just there we'll chose the way:
bolds arise, cowards remain.

This time I want to express a lot of cares:
hate, bitterness and faint.
I just want to fuck up all those pigs,
it will come the day I'll overcome the fix.

Underwater and above the flames:
bolds arise, cowards remain.
Track Name: Denial
Guilt where are You?
I need to taste You in my stomach.
Grief what do you prepare?
I can't stop to control you.
People are blind and I pretend not to see,
they all are poor and I just fit with in
and all I know, here's the storm
and here I'm looking for
you and you will find me.

Thank you for the day, when I find out the way,
to see with my own eyes the misery they try to hide,
now I'm here to stay,
now that we share the same prayer,
have I been waiting for you?
Vacuum world makes me blue,
are you the denial?

Guilt I can't see you
and yet Omen forecasts You.
He has grabbed me and soon,
I will be before You again.
I'm all the emotions she can feel now,
it's not enough, the conscience knows that I loose her
and I hope it's not this way,
light after storm deceives,
would I would be denied.
Track Name: Electricity Of Pain
The truth has to be earned,
the sacrifice… be learned,
the way I feel, what it seems to be,
just opaque surface through which I can't see.

The match has to be won,
so I creep on straight through the bones,
I crowd out my slow routine
and I belong now to the stream…

the old wise sewer spares the seeds,
insane strength feeds the parasites,
he knows he could not save the grain…
it’s because of electricity of pain.

Visions rush in scratched,
the sparks wave… stuck,
our grabbing arm will trench the soil,
we'll let the corpses, we'll take the spoils.

Time will wait no more,
the greed is my whore
and I give in my sick routine
and I belong now to the stream