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Raise The Curtain

by Ideogram

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The mask…we are all players after all Which role will you play today? What happens when the mask falls? What happens when the most hidden parts of our inner self meet the mask we've been wearing for so long? Life mimics Theatre,but fiction is safer The curtain rises,the Show begins!
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Evil 04:40
Blindfolded, I make frail works of art God looks at me and laughs at me I run to the precipice, faster and faster I know, I'm about to fall They don't know, they don't think They know nothing of victory They know nothing of defeat To be popular one must be a mediocrity Life has always poppies in her hands Beautiful winged butterfly How long do you have left to live? Once I was like you, but now I feel like Evil Nobody loves my perfection So I hide myself in my work of art I see myself naked and fragile And make fun of you, blind creatures Art, like a mirror Like a Rorschach test Life mimics Theatre But fiction is safer Life has always poppies in her hands Beautiful winged butterfly How long do you have left to live? Once I was like you, but now I feel like Evil Do you want to live a mark? Yes, I do! Will you sign with the Devil? With my blood! Are you looking for a meaning? It doesn't exist! Art is a pain cry before death! I will suffer for this gift of God! You'll suffer horribly! I wanna make the grade! Are you sure? For what is man profited if he shall gain the whole world And lose his soul? People look at me and realize it, my eyes have changed Every impulse that we strive to strangle broads in the mind and poisons us Each of us has heaven and hell in him What the worms to the corpses, my sins to the painted image Worlds had to be in travail, that the meanest flower might bloom Evil is a mode through which I can realize my conception of the beautiful The emblem of my shame If I kill the portrait, I kill myself
3.
The curtain rises,the show begins! My legs keep on shaking, the wire is thin Tight rope walker, I just can't fall… can't fall! Puppet, always repeating the same movement The script is already written, but it is not about me We are waiting for Godot Shall we go? Oh yes, let's go! I paint words on my tears which I hide Behind my eyelids The world is a picture I'll color With trembling hands Smiling mask, only a facade The show must go on Actor without script Everybody, make fun of the clown Ahahahahah! Everybody look how funny he is! In his odd clothes, he can barely stand! When you fragile, perfect masks fall, I see nothing behind them Under mine lie wrinkles engraved by real feelings We are waiting for Godot Shall we go? Oh yes, let's go! I paint words on my tears which I hide Behind my eyelids The world is a picture I'll color With trembling hands Smiling mask, only a facade The show must go on Actor without script Everybody, make fun of the clown I hate my artificial face, the part of me I know The more I suffer, the more I look derisible They buy tickets to watch this show The clown is always happy The clown has fun The clown makes you laugh Identity crisis, I lost my words, just don't know what to say Without sense and without purpose, I wait but I know, but I know Pithy plot, only irrelevant happenings Everything stands still, everything is moving Motionless time is flowing so fast How many times shall I act the same way? Sequence of illogic events linked by void I look for a meaning with irrational eyes
4.
Silently 05:06
That ray of sunshine Breaking this silence It cannot warm me Nothing can do that My dreams, my body Are becoming now Fading pictures From the past Come and close my eyes (And don't say nothing, no more) Open up my wings (And don't say nothing, no more) One last smile (And don't say nothing, no more) One last caress (And don't say nothing, no more) I'm sentenced to immortality But you cannot see Eternal moment Lost in this bed There is no light for me Machines breath instead of me Machines live instead of me Smiling is a memory So far away from me now What have I become? A corpse with a heart that still beats What is left of me? A nightmare from which I cannot wake up Come and close my eyes (And don't say nothing, no more) Open up my wings (And don't say nothing, no more) One last smile (And don't say nothing, no more) One last caress (And don't say nothing, no more) Cold flames are burning me My soul is lacerated And you, petrified, look at me Without mercy Please come close my eyes (And don't say nothing, no more) Open up my wings (And don't say nothing, no more) One last smile (And don't say nothing, no more) One last caress (And don't say nothing, no more) I die alone I die wrapped in silence I die silently I die again In the darkness I found freedom And I've come back to you To kiss your forehead To watch you in the eyes Invisible again Like I've always been to you I will take you away with me Blood on the floor
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Mirrors 07:01
(Neurosis, psychosis, insomnia, hallucinations, strain) (Burnout, depression, paranoia, schizophrenia, borderline) (Anxiety, dissociation, obsessive compulsive disorder, adualism, delirium) But when the night falls I wash my hands I see my reflection in the mirror looking back at me I'm the avenger of this wretched town I execute Killers, rippers, thieves and rebels I clean up, but I get dirty 1 2 3 4 heads on the floor 1 2 3 4 you cry no more I see my blood on the walls,on the walls And I see long shadows, I see shadows in my head Death everywhere I enjoy your fear while crushing your lousy bones I let warm blood flows on the cold floor so slowly Beg for mercy! Beg for mercy! Beg for mercy! I have no pity no more I stoke my adorable tools and feel them on me 1 2 3 4 heads on the floor 1 2 3 4 you cry no more I see my blood on the walls,on the walls And I see long shadows, I see shadows in my head Death everywhere But when the night falls, I wash my hands I see my reflection in the mirror looking back at me Blood, blood, blood, blood… shut up! Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt… can't get rid of this blood! Death, death, death, death… oh God, listen to me! Mad, mad, mad, mad… my head rolls away

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released January 23, 2013

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Ideogram Milan, Italy

The Ideogram Project was created at the end of 2012. Its objective was to bring together an experimental and innovative musical proposition with a strong conceptual visual art, uniting the best elements of the North Italian underground scene under a new unique, ambitious creature. ... more

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