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Mosaic

by The Spiritual Bat

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m4rkos1334
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m4rkos1334 First class deathrock from Italy's post Spiritual Bats. Great album that fits like a glove in the batcave. Sorta reminiscent of Christian Death Valor era with a more unhinged Siouxsie. Some of the songs reminds me of more underground stuff like Gotterdammerung or Mephisto Walz. Favorite track: Linfo.
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ibutzz Thank you for this download, I got some of your cds at a gig in Leeds Uk last year, looking forward to the day I can enjoy your music live again (even though the live streaming is good can’t beat the real
Thing) we’re born we live we die is a phenomenal track.
Geoffrey Simmons
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Geoffrey Simmons Rosetta Garrì's voice reminds me of the legendary Edith Piaf...beautiful and emotive. Favorite track: We Are Born We Live We Die.
Samgarr
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Samgarr Great mix between Christ vs. Warhol and Fainth and the Muse, but with own invention. Favorite track: We Are Born We Live We Die.
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1.
Mosaic 05:04
~MOSAIC~ Behind the mirror introversion hides inner sanctum, illusion of eternity and seconds of it going by wasted, wasted time fathoming about the purpose fathoming what it might be Voices laughing at your mortal nature, too much to do such a short time, years or months or days or only seconds to go Looking back to see how far, how far you have come Where did all that time go? Where all the things you could do? Resistance, existence sentinels of memory projecting to the future visions, sounds of our age and time racing against your life span bittersweet sense of marvel all along the way those voices say you'll never make it Voices laughing at your mortal nature, too much to do such a short time, years or months or days or only seconds to go Looking back to see how far, how far you have come Where did all that time go? Where all the things you could do? Conjuring up... Awe Limping, marching towards whatever, whatever was written for you your world seems so static, so doomed, so idyllic sometimes Can your daily rituals really, really affect any change? Is your existence a tile, a piece of a greater, greater mosaic? Conjuring up... Behind the mirror introversion hides inner sanctum, illusion of eternity
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OF BREATH AND VEILS (BATTLEFIELD) Oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Listen, listen Tie your dream to my veil and let us sail! Who? Stand, and breathe Feel the spell, and breathe Take, this pain Let us hold, and take My hand, my veil My hand, my veil Who? And take, this pain Hold my veil And breathe Dance and take Take my hand My hand, My veil My hand, My veil Mine ah And dance And take (this time) Take my breath And live And listen to my voice Tie your name tight to mine And take, take this veil Take my hand And breathe
3.
~WE ARE BORN WE LIVE WE DIE~ We are born we live we die someone is confusing me I'd be happy to give, pay, pay, pay my dues Just as long as I don't die, so I can survive Dwelling in this crowded place Now I need to wake up and take, take, take, take a stand Shaman on an inner path vagrant in the megalopolis I'd be happy to tell you, say, say, say how I feel Now I need to stand up and fight, fight, fight for the right We are born we live we die Vision is confusing me Dwelling on a desert road Shaman in the megalopolis Can I even hope to save, save, save, save anyone Even really dare to chain, chain, chain, chain myself And fire in this crowded place Now I need to stand up fight, fight, fight to survive I'd be happy to tell you say, say, say how I feel Now I need to stand up and fight, fight, fight for the right We are born we live we DIE someone is confusing me Dwelling on a desert road Shaman in the megalopolis We are born we live we die Someone is confusing me I'd be happy to give, pay, pay, pay, pay my dues Just as long as I don't die, so I can survive Dwelling in this crowded PLACE In spite of my insecurity Shaman in the megalopolis All my fears come back to life all the visions come to haunt me
4.
So Proud 04:18
~SO PROUD~ So proud, so frail so lonely, you won't find me So proud, so vain, So proud, so frail So wounded, so afraid We can only just pursue our dreams one step at the time only armor our wearing black veils by day and by night, night after night To step into darkness within protecting our minds, one step at the time Retreat into your faith Retreat into your hate Retreat into you cage Retreat into my fairy-tale So So proud, so vain, so wounded, so afraid You can curse me to make me go away One step at the time When you feel like you're much too exposed to all dangers out there, remember my name we'll retreat into the safety of our cave but you're unaware, your're so unaware So proud, so proud So proud, so proud, So proud, SO proud you're so unaware how can I find you how can I hold you how can I save you from losing, losing it all losing, losing it all losing, losing it all losing, losing it all
5.
Linfo 04:06
~LINFO~ Oh Someone Somewhere Oh Someone, Somewhere oh oh Do it some day, day or night please don't fail Do Something, Something Don't wait for the end Don't Wait for the end to Start Don't wait for the end Don't wait for the end you must tame your fate Day or night please don't fail Oh Someone Somewhere Oh Someone, Somewhere Do Something, something something Don't wait for the end Don't Wait for the end to Start Never, never fail please don't fail
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Hypnotic 03:48
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~IF I WERE A FLOWER (THE JOURNEY)~ The Journey goes on on and on when Visions fade I lose my Direction I'm no Crusader no Missionary no Revolutionary no Prophet If I were Flower I would hope to bloom I wither The Sound of Words on the Page on and on Without Fear on and on make believe in the Labyrinth You can't imagine how much Courage it takes to go on and mind you there is no Courage without Fear Without Fear enduring Time (and on and on) without Fear on and on make believe on the Chessboard if I were a Flower I would hope to bloom before I wither the Journey goes on and on when Visions fade I lose my Direction the Journey is over!
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Blown Away 03:25
9.
Death March 05:15
~DEATH MARCH~ Light your Candles Arm yourself with Symbols your Crosses Arm yourself with Incense and Mantras Drive away the Evil Spirit I'm running so fast my Heart might explode I'm so tired, so tired Arm yourself with Symbols your Crosses Arm yourself with Incense and Mantras Drive away the Evil Spirit I'm running so fast my Heart might explode I'm so tired, so tired I'm running so fast I am out of control
10.
WE ARE BORN WE LIVE WE DIE We are born we live we die someone is confusing me I'd be happy to pay my dues Just as long as I can survive Dwelling in this crowded place Now I need to wake up and take a stand Shaman on an inner path homeless in the megalopolis I'd be happy to say how I feel Now I need to stand up and fight for the right We are born we live we die Vision is confusing me Dwelling on a desert road Shaman in the megalopolis Can I even hope to save save save anyone Even really dare to chain myself And fire in this crowded place Now I need to stand up and dare take a side I'd be happy to say how I feel Now I need to stand up and fight for the right We are born we live we die someone is confusing me Dwelling on a desert road Shaman in the megalopolis We are born we live we die Someone is confusing me I'd be happy to pay my dues Just as long as I can survive Dwelling in this crowded place In spite of my insecurity All my fears come back to life all the visions come to haunt me

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released March 28, 2014

ALBUM ARTWORK by
I PITTORI ALCHIMISTI (The Alchemisti Painters, Biennial of Venice 1986) in collaboration with
DOC HAMMER (Venture Brothers, Weep, Mors Syphilitica, Requiem In White).

GUEST MUSICIANS ON ALBUM
ALESSIO SANTONI (Ufip, Volume, Facus): Drums (except Death March)
ASHKELON SAIN (Trance To The Sun, Soriah): Synths written, performed and recorded on Death March and We Are Born We Live We Die
GREG SCOTT CRUZ (Sullen Serenade, Inheirent): Synths written, performed and recorded on If I Were A Flower (The Journey)
TYVES OBEN (Place4Tears, Scarless Arms): Synths written, performed and recorded on Blown Away

PHOTOGRAPHY: LAURA ROSSI

MASTERING: MARCO CENTO

All Songs Written, Performed, Recorded and Mixed by The Spiritual Bat at THE SOUND CAVE, Frosinone, Italy, except for Synths by Guest Musicians (see above), and Acoustic Drumset recorded by Filippo Strang at VDSS STUDIO, Morolo, Italy.

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One of few European bands in the scene that has carried out several coast-to-coast tours in the USA.
The Spiritual Bat is based in Italy and has performed at several festivals in Europe, such as WGT, Whitby Goth Weekend, Return To The Batcave, Gotham Sounds, Castle Party. The project evolves from "The Spiritual BatS" (plural), conceived in 1992 and features artwork by the Alchemisti Painters. ... more

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