Fake
Damned Spirits' Dance Lyrics


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All, what's peaceful and pleasant
Stabbing the mind
Crowded spaces affecting
Facing the mirror with time

Show me more of the cynic
Flashing delight
Clouded minds do the panic
Colours are shifting to white

Sweet harmony pretended
Open your eyes
The body and the soul are infected
Echoes are killing around

Love is in the air!
Je voudrais la faire...
Love is in the air!
Everybody dancin'...

I think you're all the same
I tried to love you all
Now I'm here again
And I've lost control

I find it all insane
You and I, we know
We're floating down the strain
You tell me where I go

I think you ought to leave
The one who's never sure
I want us to turn pure

I think you ought to break
The one who has no heart
I think you should call me a fake

I want to muten your throat with my joy shot to kill
New life won't born on your lips, love steals urges to




Thrill
Tu ne m'aides changer le passй en or... no more.

Overall Meaning

The first stanza of "Fake" by Damned Spirits' Dance speaks of the contrast between what's peaceful and pleasant and what's torturing the mind. Crowded spaces can be overwhelming, causing one to face their reflection in the mirror and reconsider their decisions. The second stanza reflects the contrast between cynicism and joy, with the latter being short-lived, due to panic-inducing clouded minds. The chorus introduces a momentary sense of relief in the form of love and dancing, but it is short-lived.


The following stanza indicates the singer's disillusionment with humanity. They've tried to love others, but ultimately feel they're all the same, leading them to lose control. The bridge brings a sense of confusion and uncertainty, as the singer is floating in the strain and questioning where to go. The final stanza brings a resolution of sorts, as the singer urges another to leave if they're not sure and also admits to being a fake.


Overall, the lyrics of "Fake" convey a sense of disillusionment, confusion, and anxiety, with moments of temporary relief.


Line by Line Meaning

All, what's peaceful and pleasant
Even peaceful and pleasant things are causing discomfort


Stabbing the mind
Causing mental pain


Crowded spaces affecting
Feeling overwhelmed in crowded places


Facing the mirror with time
Growing older and facing one's reflection


Show me more of the cynic
Wanting to see the darker side of things


Flashing delight
Momentary happiness that fades


Clouded minds do the panic
Anxious thoughts clouding the mind


Colours are shifting to white
Perception becoming distorted and losing color


Sweet harmony pretended
Pretending everything is okay


Open your eyes
Realize the truth


The body and the soul are infected
Feeling sick in both body and soul


Echoes are killing around
The past is haunting and hurting


Love is in the air!
People are feeling love


Je voudrais la faire...
I want to make love


Everybody dancin'...
Everyone is carefree and happy


I think you're all the same
Everyone is predictable and unoriginal


I tried to love you all
Trying to find love and connection


Now I'm here again
Back to feeling disconnected


And I've lost control
No longer in control of the situation


I find it all insane
The situation is crazy and nonsensical


You and I, we know
We both understand the reality of the situation


We're floating down the strain
Slowly being pushed away from each other


You tell me where I go
Needing guidance and direction


I think you ought to leave
You should break away from someone who's not sure


The one who's never sure
Someone who's not committed


I want us to turn pure
Wanting purity and authentic connection


I think you ought to break
You should leave someone who has no heart


The one who has no heart
Someone who is insensitive and cruel


I think you should call me a fake
Feeling like a fraud and wanting honesty


I want to muten your throat with my joy shot to kill
Wanting to make someone happy enough to silence them


New life won't born on your lips, love steals urges to / Thrill
The excitement of love is fleeting


Tu ne m'aides changer le passй en or... no more.
Feeling stuck in the past and unable to move forward




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Fernando Guarneros

Man this is an awesome band!

WNTRBRNR

Randomly found this band half an hour ago and have been listening to this song ever since. I think it's the tenth play so far. Damn great stuff! I now know I can always trust in Hungarian metal.

Tenebra

Brilliant. It perfectly fits the idea of 'weird constellations'. And yes, I think electronic music and metal are very different genres - but faszomat, kurva jól működik. ;D

Hrafn

Actually, I think that is a perfectly accurate description, it carries a lot more than simply describing it as "avant-garde".

Elertay

Eurodance Black Metal ist krieg.

RenzXVI

avant-garde doesn't necessarily mean there should be new elements, it could also mean the band did something no other band has been able to successfully do yet, an innovative way of mixing several elements together into something different

André Antoine

this is how you make proper Prog Black Metal

Diego Arista

1:37 -> incredible break xDDDD

Hernantolio

This is how you make music.

Drizzter Béla

Igen, azok. És kurva jóóóóók! A sok ortodox blacker szerintem simán kiakad ezen a számon, de szerintem kurva jó zenekar és tök jókat lehet röhögni egy-egy megmozdulásukon, pl. ezen. :D

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