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Waking up, a doubt
Suddenly wrings her heart,
She slowly turns her head,
The silence of the breath,
The silence everywhere,
Here is the end, under the sheets,
Layed a soul,
Nothing moves, nothing sleeps, nothing lives,
No more smile, no more tear, no more kiss,
But this man, a dark stone on the sand,
Found a path, found a door.

I'm not dead, I'm not ill,
In fact I know, now I live,
All is lie, men went wrong,
I curse their gods, I curse their laws,
Life is all, not only flesh
There's no end…
Mind owns a core…
True, Eternal,

Waking up, no doubt,
He's still here, somewhere a ghost,
Talks to her all day long,
Talks to her all night long.
He knows everything on her,
He knows everything on him,
He wants her to come,
He wants her to live,
He wants her to die,
He wants her to realise,
What … life really means…
She took a knife.


from Dancefloor (2003 - Remastered in 2013), released January 7, 2003


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CYANHIDE Paris, France

CYANHIDE firstly released 3 albums : Early Projects (1998), Cairns (2000) et Dancefloor (2003)). We did everything alone (self-production), but because of this too huge work, we surrendered for some years, and stopped. Slowly, some new titles were designed until we decided to release them on a brand new album : Propaganda. Since 2018, we are preparing new concerts, and the story continues... ... more

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