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The Coiled Tapes

by MELANKOLIUM

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1.
Ribcage 08:20
This cage of ribs Holds my heart And feelings This cage Of bones Inside my corpse Is a place of frost Where everything's lost Pushing blood through rusted veins With a beating heart that's insane Leaving open wounds bleeding Cut open and weeping A Flowing river of red And my used razorblade This cage of ribs Holds my heart And feelings This cage Of bones Inside my corpse Is a place of frost Where everything's lost Where everything rots Where everything's cold I need a heart to transplant Something I do not have I need a heart In my chest Somewhat In my ribcage This heart Aches I'm deprived of any meaning There is nothing in me left There is nothing inside beating Nothing in my ribcage I'm deprived of any feelings Never have I felt Stop speaking About something I cannot have I cannot have I cannot care My ribcage is blank Empty, vacant and clear
2.
Early in the morning Hands gripped my back Stood me up and slowly Gaunted the neck Who never had belongings Flowing through it's veins They killed a souless body Put it in a bag Threw it through the ceiling Until it almost touched heaven For many years it's falling Trying to get back Sunlight is unfriendly To where it sat Fueled with redemption Trying to repent Haunted with tension Done to itself Rotting in depression There it went Stuck in this life Without any thoughts Pressured against the sky Nothing was ever mine Never seen or heard of Still above you all Naked I am hanging From the raining clouds Drops are gifted with falling From where I am not Dirty rain is pouring From my pain soaked holes Every drop is cutting Through the floor Where it touches earth Soil won't grow any crops Never seen or heard of Still above you all They tortured me slowly Cut open my back Gaunted my body With used blades
3.
Human Waste 06:08
Everyone Pays For Everything They have broken it opens At the end It all comes back Splinters will slice into flesh And they'll continue cutting Shaking Limbs will return Cold hands learn choking. You will clean the ruins Of all you have broken When the pages turn You will be still waiting Going back to what was done Grim memories still hanging Loathe from none and nothing Always better than. Until splinter are cutting Deeper into flesh In the aftermath You'll repent Repay deconstruction Return back Clear scorned ruins With glass rains Cutting Coming back Cutting No end. Deep, bottomless scars Razor wire incised Stab all of betrayal With disgust Returning hallowed virus Of wrong advise Hyena's temples Deserts of foul envy Without deliverance You'll scorch in pride In consequences In all aftermath You'll be mutilated under starless skies It will slice your flesh Ugly revenge Of ruins With glass
4.
A transparent virtue has to fall Wouldn't care if you all were dying Without trust to anyone Pretending they didn't deserve Caring Never an interest to guard Nothing is there to mind if you're crying Nowhere your self abuse to hide Never in any control or charge in custody Nothing makes it concern without regard I couldn't forget what pricks to our love did Nowhere to place the shit I don't want The kind of things that you would call Mighty Never without scars All over my Body Nothing could bring back my heart Sadly Nowhere my soil will grow crops my sky is rotting I'm scared of shadows So I'm hiding My angel lost its joy My angel is dying Placed in emptiness Caged in sadness Never Nothing Nowhere Intense skin paleness Shadow movement Never Nothing Nowhere my scars my scars open For air to breathe Let the wolves howl Let the birds sing For me Let my blood flow Make my skin glow I am nowhere I am nothing A transparent virtue has to fall Wouldn't care if you all were dying Without trust to anyone Pretending they didn't derserve Caring Never an interest to guard Nothing is there to mind if you're crying Nowhere your self abuse to hide Never in any control or charge in custody Nothing makes it concern without regard I couldn't forget what pricks to our love did Nowhere to place the shit I don't want The kind of things that you would call Mighty Never without scars All over my Body Nothing could bring back my heart Sadly
5.
Chambers in which it holds The beauty of rost Lips like scissors Without any words Eyes cannot see what's upon Soaring my skin My wound gallery She'll never know it I keep her blind From the rusting In my heart It's devoured By rats Plates of bones Fistfuls of snow She'll never know How to talk Because it's the now Not the past Let's make a promise To burn the sky Let's make storms ring Let's die tonight I make an offering To whatever you ask Give you my skin Every single part Look at the pupils Of a swan Faced with fears When it's night Blades and mirrors Seem to ask For milk to spoil For you to hide Dissapear next morning To get lost From here you was There's no one but you Who hears my cries Voices turn mute Still you hear my whispers Just don't look Cover your eyes Any myth of meaning Will spill blood Sliced even when dreaming Beds covered with wine Decorated with vomit Conveying how much she wants This rattle to finish Coming from inside Always observing Faith to ignite How she want's me In her life Cleans the rust From my heart Sorrowful beauty Take another glass Our notebooks are empty For expression to last As long as it wants Any part Slowly piling up Aching but inspiring Debris and metaphor At the same time When you sleep You cannot hide Shadows can't be seen There is no light Cannot hear them sing Cannot hear them talk Angels holding flowers With their wounded hands Violent figures pity Such fragile hearts The purple is disturbing From traces she left behind I see the stamps of her feet I know the shape of her paws
6.
This connection Was lost We had frozen Our blood Displaced In wrath None of my relationships Last For the next For the one That will stay Purely mine Only a slight glimpse Of the sun Leaves the mind Wanting More Maybe day Is about To come But the night Devours all Every pattern That we had drawn Every morning Every light This connection Was lost We had frozen Our blood Displaced In wrath None of my relationships Last We cannot live through our thoughts All of them, the passions, all delights I will return, so it won't hurt that much I dug beneath what you thought you want Every shade has faded Every day turned night You lowered the effect When we held hands But just physical affection Is hard to combine With what once was Purely mine This connection Was lost We had frozen Our blood Displaced In wrath None of my relationships Last For the next For the one That will stay Purely mine Only a slight glimpse Of the sun Leaves the mind Wanting More Maybe day Is about To come But the night Devours all Every pattern We had drawn Every morning Every light
7.
Liar You can't break me You're a fucking mistake I'll be the remedy Through Painful acts A toxic touch Aching words I'll give back Everything you stole And bring it back From where it came How do only the usual Get all They Want Without Permission Of anyone I see this art Of masking kind A masked Liar Like you are declassified With fire Now I get revenge Make them ache Summon Pain Forever to last All the rage kept within is corroding Hatred's syndrome amplifying Phenomenon of love is dying Insects ate her wings Now I am revenging They will be repenting But I beg the Lord for them to be Forever aching And make it Neverending Everlasting For what they did Make them do what I will Deprive their lives of any meaning Bring back her wings

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These are remastered and altered versions of my favorite tracks from the two Coilwound albums.

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released January 11, 2022

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