The band began in 1999 as a project fronted by Simone Salvatori (a.k.a. "Hellvis"), a guitarist and singer from Italy, and has since worked extensively with other projects in the same genre of neofolk, along with releasing their own music to the public.
Spiritual Front's so-called "Mafia-Folk" has been in release since 1999, in which time Simone Salvatori, the lyricist and conceptualist behind SF, has been known to create a unique feel within their traditionally folk style. Their most noticeable recurring output is Simone's charismatic playing of the acoustic guitar, along with martial drum beats characteristic of the neofolk genre. Slow and often melancholic vocals (leaning towards dark folk) are often contrasted with cabaret-like, somewhat comedic "swing-singing" and are reminicent of swing revival sound (particularly noticeable in their album Nihilist Cocktails For Calypso Inferno), showing the absolute dichotomy of Salvatori's compositions. Emotional piano chords are also frequently featured, with occasional violin playing and solos.
The use of field recording is also apparent in many of Spiritual Front's albums, often attributing an ambient feel to their work.
Albums
Songs For The Will - (1999)
Nihilist Cocktails for Calypso Inferno - (2001)
Armageddon Gigolò - (2006)
Rotten Roma Casino (2010)
Singles
Twin a Tin Tin Towers - (2002)
No Kisses on the Mouth - (2003)
EPs
Nihilist EP - (2003)
Collaborative Releases
Satyriasis - (2005; with Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio)
Bedtime / Badtime - (2005; with Naevus)
Compilation Albums
Angel of Ashes: a Tribute to Scott Walker - (2006)
I Walk the Line
Spiritual Front Lyrics
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That will mortify my existence
Through the suffocation I implore
That blasphemy named liberty
I'm your kind, idiot, lover
And the cruel blind selfish tyrant
You dominate me with your luxury
I'm walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
I owe you something my entire life
My wounded wet body, my useless charity
Among the illusions I'll be the eternal one
Among the destroyers I'll be the time
I owe you something for not been anything
For having been your sperm and money
Sign this deadline on my body
While I suck the nectar of the end
I'm walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the deadline
The one of our sacrifice!
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice ...
The lyrics of Spiritual Front's song "I Walk The Line" explore the themes of addiction, power dynamics and sacrifice. The first stanza talks about the search for a drug that would mortify the singer's existence, implying a desire to numb the pain or escape reality. The line "That blasphemy named liberty" suggests that this desire for escape is in conflict with the concept of freedom. The next stanza delves into the power dynamic between the singer and their lover, with the lover being described as a "cruel blind selfish tyrant" who dominates the singer with luxury and love, while also being a source of annoyance.
The chorus repeats the line "I'm walking on the deadline, the one of our sacrifice," which can be interpreted as a reference to the sacrifices that one makes in a relationship or in life in general. The sacrifice is described as being for "emptiness and greed" as well as "thorns and sperm and vice," which could represent the dark, painful aspects of life. The singer acknowledges owing something to their lover, which could be interpreted as a debt of gratitude or obligation. However, there is also a sense of resentment and anger, as the singer has given their "wounded wet body" and "useless charity" but feels dominated and controlled.
Overall, the lyrics of "I Walk The Line" are complex and poetic, exploring themes of addiction, power dynamics, and sacrifice within the context of a romantic relationship.
Line by Line Meaning
Through your body I'll discover the drug
I will find the substance that will bring me relief through your own body.
That will mortify my existence
It will bring about the death of my current way of being.
Through the suffocation I implore
I beg for release from this oppressive situation, even if it feels like suffocation.
That blasphemy named liberty
I view the freedom I seek as blasphemous, something that goes against the norm and is frowned upon.
I'm your kind, idiot, lover
I am your type, foolish and in love with you.
And the cruel blind selfish tyrant
But you are also cruel, blind to my needs, and selfish in your actions.
You dominate me with your luxury
You have control over me because of your riches and desirable lifestyle.
You bow my revenge with your annoying love
Even though I seek revenge for your mistreatment, your love is still irritating enough to make me back down.
I owe you something my entire life
I am indebted to you for the rest of my days.
My wounded wet body, my useless charity
My damaged physical self is nothing but a meaningless contribution to you.
Among the illusions I'll be the eternal one
Amidst all the falsehoods, I will exist eternally, a constant reminder of reality.
Among the destroyers I'll be the time
In a world of destruction, I will persist as time moves forward.
I owe you something for not been anything
I feel that I owe you something for being nothing but a mere speck in your world.
For having been your sperm and money
I owe you for my contribution as both a means of personal pleasure and financial gain.
Sign this deadline on my body
Leave a permanent mark on me as a symbol of my devotion and servitude.
While I suck the nectar of the end
As life comes to a close, I indulge in the sweetness of its ending moments.
I'm walking on the deadline
I am living on borrowed time.
The one of our sacrifice!
The time where we give something up in exchange for something else.
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
Our exchange involves giving up nothingness and our own selfish desires.
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
Our exchange involves giving up pain, sensuality, and immoral behavior.
Contributed by Samuel V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@DxPxful
Through your body I'll discover the drug
That will mortify my existence
Through the suffocation I implore
That blasphemy named, named liberty
I'm your kind, idiot, lover
And the cruel blind selfish tyrant
You dominate me with your luxury
You bow my revenge with your annoying love
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
I owe you something my entire life
My wounded wet body, my useless charity
Among the illusions I'll be the eternal one
Among the destroyers I'll be the time
I owe you something for not been anything
For having been your sperm, sperm and money
Sign this deadline on my body
While I suck the nectar of the end
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
@DxPxful
Through your body I'll discover the drug
That will mortify my existence
Through the suffocation I implore
That blasphemy named, named liberty
I'm your kind, idiot, lover
And the cruel blind selfish tyrant
You dominate me with your luxury
You bow my revenge with your annoying love
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
I owe you something my entire life
My wounded wet body, my useless charity
Among the illusions I'll be the eternal one
Among the destroyers I'll be the time
I owe you something for not been anything
For having been your sperm, sperm and money
Sign this deadline on my body
While I suck the nectar of the end
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of emptiness and greed
I'm walking on the dead line
The one of our sacrifice
The sacrifice of thorns and sperm and vice
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
I'm walking the dead line
@user-dw4ji7ly2f
Одна из моих любимых песен
@aobot01
2019 and I still love this song
@aimeemoore3104
2023 and I still love this song
@eglelukoseviciute3039
they were awesome live, would give anything to hear them again
@GustafHauRuck
true that, for a while I keep seeing them everywhere, those where the days!
@otaviosoares6611
Acabei de descobrir essa banda sem querer. Que puta som.
@Daniela-jv5iz
🖤🖤🖤 i'll love this band forever...
@astral4054
I walkin the dead line!!!💪💪
@edmarlemos4453
GREAT SONGS AMAZING ?!