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Il grembo della rovina

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The Womb of the Ruin: The lyrics—inspired by the book Things Fall Apart (1958), written by the Nigerian novelist Chinua Achebe—are open to a variety of interpretative layers: the imaginary chronicle of a journey in the barbarities of civilization and colonization; a voice of an impossible utopia; an effort to reflect on the necessity to re-build, precisely in the light of such utopic failure, a new relationship with the nature that surrounded, surrounds, and will surround us. These reflections concern crucial issues such as the role of human being in the environment, the otherness in its similarities and dissimilarities, the creature in its helplessness. Notwithstanding the pessimistic halo of the title, the song embodies the awareness that, if a so called “origin” is, de facto, forever lost, the reflection of the human being has to restart precisely from such never-ending work on our loss and on its simulacra.

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Cielo graffiato da dita di sangue
I nostri destini tacciono
I nostri occhi sono cavi
Ogni passato è scomparso
Ogni futuro è polvere
nel vento del nord

Già sento i tuoni
delle loro armi infuocate
Già sento i pianti, le grida
Delle bocche rosse dei miei figli

Di chi sente il crollo
E non vede più orizzonti
Di chi sente il crollo
E non vede più orizzonti

Tra le fiamme dei villaggi
Uomini dalla pelle d’avorio
Portano in mano la nostra fine
Il grembo della rovina

Noi non siamo mai esistiti
Noi non sappiamo
La gloria della loro croce
Lo scandalo della nudità

La nostra vita era il fiume
Che scorreva e vibrava
Il sussurro del mare
Il richiamo della danza

Perdendoci al ritmo dei giorni
E delle notti, dei nostri cuori

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A sky clawed by blood-stained fingers
Our Fate falls silent
Our eyes are hollow
Our past is vanished

Our future is dust – in the Northern wind

I can already hear the thunders of their scorching weapons
I can already hear the crying, the screams
From my children’s blood-red mouths

From those who hear the downfall
And see no horizon

Among the flames of the villages
Men with ivory skin
Carry our ending in their hands
The womb of the Ruin

We have never existed
We have never known
The glory of their cross
The outrage of our nudity

Our life was the river
That once flew and resonated
The murmur of the sea
The call of the dance

Losing ourselves to the rhythm of the days
And of the nights, of our hearts

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from Il Grembo della Rovina, released June 5, 2018

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Feral Thrust Milan, Italy

Feral Thrust started in the first half of 2010, along with Limbs Disarm, a collective already active in the field of diy screenprinting, permaculture and natural remedies. In this respect, FT represents the effort of giving sonic expression to a critical interrogation of the relationship between humans and nature.The line-up includes Mar (vocals), Nicola (drums-vox), Franz (guitar), Michele (bass) ... more

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