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I watch you in the mirror,
Making up and red eyes.
You do your best to look ok!
Mother you fear for your only child
Waves of doubt fall from skies,
On a tortured beach.
Ill,
Cold clinic - white clean gowns,
Dancing...
Inside, you burn candles in your head.

Absurd this can’t be…
Some kind of mistake…
Doctors must be wrong…
The child seems lifeless…

Fixed eyes and soft head,
Fixed eyes in her arms,
Fixed eyes look outside,
Fixed eyes see no more.

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She is sick, and the mirror,
Is seeking her, red ice.
She lost, her faith, no God, just pain
Mother you cry among orphan toys
Waves of rage fall from skies,
On a tortured beach.
Ill,
Cold clinic - white clean gowns,
Dancing...
Inside, you burn candles on his grave.

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from Propaganda (2013 - 2020), releases October 2, 2021

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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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