Servitude
Slow disintegrating pavane, stately Renaissance rhythm collapsing from within, 4/4 time dragging at 44 bpm, discordant violin scraping against itself, harp plucking through rust, pipe organ drones like a broken machine, harpsichord clicking like gears misfiring, baroque dignity eaten by industrial rot, heavy grinding metal textures, steam pressure release rhythms buried in the low end, factory floor ambiance seeping through the cracks, dark steampunk machinery pulse, female voice ethereal and weightless, breathy and translucent, words dissolving at the edges, no chest voice, no power notes, no climax, singing like exhaling, ghostly and unhurried, detached tenderness, drifting through the industrial decay like smoke through iron, hollow stone reverb, crumbling ceremony meets cold factory iron, minor key decay, sense of a procession that has forgotten where it was going
Servitude
Slow disintegrating pavane, stately Renaissance rhythm collapsing from within, 4/4 time dragging at 44 bpm, discordant violin scraping against itself, harp plucking through rust, pipe organ drones like a broken machine, harpsichord clicking like gears misfiring, baroque dignity eaten by industrial rot, heavy grinding metal textures, steam pressure release rhythms buried in the low end, factory floor ambiance seeping through the cracks, dark steampunk machinery pulse, female voice ethereal and weightless, breathy and translucent, words dissolving at the edges, no chest voice, no power notes, no climax, singing like exhaling, ghostly and unhurried, detached tenderness, drifting through the industrial decay like smoke through iron, hollow stone reverb, crumbling ceremony meets cold factory iron, minor key decay, sense of a procession that has forgotten where it was going
Lyrics
s'enorgueillit souvent du paraitre d'ivresse
ainsi flétri la rose alanguit d'allégresse
par l'infâme arrogance embaumée à l'amour
puis l'aveugle déchu se proclame à son tour
garant de la passion une éternelle ogresse,
traversant les tombeaux et le temps qui l'agresse
elle intime la règle absurde d'un tout jour
et pourtant de ta bouche enlacée à ma lèvre
s'amasse le poison alourdi de la fièvre
que comble ce serpent d'un sentiment naissant
abandonne dès lors la voix de solitude
un étrange ermitage au vertige incessant
pour te joindre à vénus dans cette servitude