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12​.​21​.​12

by Filth in my Garage

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1.
Future 10:01
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FUTURE Drilling into nothing, roth is in the air, (run), cause nobody’s savior, since we’re all born to die. Cause no one will teach how we die. (Run) there’s nothing left to evolve nothing considering you... considering... Drilling into nothing, roth is in the air, all i gave is all i’ve got and now it turns my mind into shadows that collapsin’ into spider‘s web, thrown away, my body is just a uniform of what we are... Thorns! I feel like they’re into... A uniform of what we are. Erase yourself enjoy the time that’s passed and just create someting that’ll never last! What a torture - My mind’s killing me! And no one can stand to it - Transmissions lost... And no one can stand to it - Thorns come out from my desires, my flesh fasting and starving to Death, filling with poisons that shut my eyes , watch me now i’m digging my own grave... The only thing that i can reach tonight is love, and slowly it consumes (me). I can’t explain what gore means through the eyes, cause grace can be the same and I can bring a knife and stick it in my eyes but can not stay in the truth... Bring i knife and stick it in my eyes... And dance with the absurd. Drilling into nothing, roth is in the air, wash ya head and show my mouth is already into me is the fearfullness of being suffocated while i must consider that risking, is better than remain and stare and burning, than shiver, words against my voice and than rejecting to live in... And wasting a life. Cut my arms, dry your eyes, unspeakable deeds just explain me how! The only thing that i can reach tonight is love, and slowly it consumes (me). I can’t explain what gore means through the eyes, cause grace can be the same and I can bring a knife and stick it in my eyes but can not stay in the truth... Bring i knife and stick it in my eyes... And dance with the absurd.
2.
Past 07:12
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PAST Like worms, we like worms, crawlers is what we are . We like worms we walk not, we crawl. We like worms, we crawl into our mud, we walk? Not! We crawl... Where’s the deadline between our future, present, past and once again? And watch out while creeping through the glass. Recognizing demons, angels, beasts and hunters of the seas of souls... Greed and power will never satisfy my thirst. Thirst of being proud, hunger of being more than words (Forgotten frames...) Thirst of be frail, hunger of being with no remorse. Just like a comet, kills or feed it... Like worms, we like worms, crawlers is what we are . We like worms we walk not, we crawl. We like worms, we crawl into our mud, we walk? Not! We crawl... Thirst of being proud, hunger of being more than words (Forgotten frames...) Thirst of be frail, hunger of being with no remorse. Where’s the deadline between our future, present, past and once again? And watch out while creeping through the glass. Recognizing demons, angels, beasts and hunters of the seas of souls... Greed and power will never satisfy my thirst. Here’s a short story of a man claiming up his shoulders incalculable weights and trying to be true, to be higher than the mountains of the earth, but time is not enoughtto explain what is in a heart of a human being... facing is own mind... laughable things for you, just see inside your soul, see inside your own and feel secure, but the evil will accompany you cause you got tirst to feel alive and feel the love and feel the pain... That’s what makes us alive... Thirst of being proud, hunger of being more than words (Forgotten frames...) Thirst of be frail, hunger of being with no remorse. Thirst of being alive, hunger to speak more than words... Rage of feel loved, hunger of being respectable. Thirst of being light, hunger of being the darkest hole...
3.
Present 05:36
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PRESENT Disinformation causes frustration into the absent mind, and so cover the scars and try to find a way through. I’m so alive that I can’t find an easy way to cry. I’m so alive so could I just pull off the shadows from my eyes Finding a way to hide what covers all my skyes.. Just find an easier way to die.. I’m so unquiet began from my desires to just make an end on my own time, and so pull off the spiders that came into (how they came into?) What shall go down, can rise up and scream untill the sun, will teach a new life how to get the strenght of feeling safe and sound. (Safe and Sound) All of our days passing thru haze, swallowed by daze, asking the skyes, sinking and sinking with blood shot eyes... Seas now are shaking, our ships are sinking in hollows, and all of your treasures can’t reach the sky... And when you’ll find yourself into it... with a hand on your chest you will ear no more sound... No beating heart but brand new ears to hear a sound. Ground no more ground, but brand new eyes will look the clouds look: there’s silence all the way through. Takes my breath away to see our desperate odds... Empty words... Empty words... Empty words... Empty words... And stars will shine theyr desperate glowin’.. And still resonate in my head the sound of words unspoken. The useless, the homeless, the humble, the rich, we all be so breathless, the end’s what we reach. Like mothers and flowers, the haters and lovers, the bullets, the kisses, untouchable prints. The gods, believes, presences and myths they’ll feel alone and looking for slaves. Looking for a begin, for someone to feel, for someone who cries, he can’t understand! We fail, we kill, we suffer and weep, but that’s what we were, and no more it will be. A shadow, that print, a billion ants dead, with mouths full of gold, too red to be good. With eyes of fire, we stare at the sun, it seems to shine more..so why am I so cold?! And everything that has ever been built is passing with me, we’re all so fragile! And tombs, and tombs we can’t all be graved. The deaf eye of god, toward us is closed. The end is the end, to relative eyes, someone, perhaps, will find a new way.

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“12.21.12”

Is our new project, a mixture of post rock and hardcore, a post-noise psychedelic cavalcade.
There was no accident in the choice of numbers for the title of the work, as they represent the date of world’s end (as many people believes), as the construction of this EP place itself into a symbolic end of an era for the band itself, coming to a rebirth.
This entwines with the basis concept of tracks: FUTURE, PAST, PRESENT, where the chronological order seems to be run out of time: the world left alone in the imaginary of a darkened future, an oblivious past not able to enlighten us improving the present situation, the only thing that really exist.
In lyrics are exposed universal concepts in a very personal and intimate way and music accompany the listener through hurricanes and apparent quietness, with guitar interweaves and a screaming voice creating a hard and touchable sound that often tends toward melody, to end in a pressing crescendo that let figure positive implications, trying not to forget self responsibility and its fundamental role for humanity.
In a word to find again a spiritual, further rational, key to understand a reality whom changing (any kind of), happens for a specific and inherently positive evolutionary aim, also in the case of humankind’s end or earth life’s end.
These events, in the eyes of us, could appear tragic for our impossibility of understanding various readings of evolution and life concept, two very humanizing constructs. Understanding the positive value of apparently negative changes requires a negation of human constructs whom we commit the validity of our terrestrial operate, a consciousness rising that close us in stars more than any building, more than any religion.

Also if the ship is sinking and the stormy sky is leading us to the deepest abyss, in that moment of folly, looking up there will always be stars, shining on their desperate glowing.

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Samoan Records
Progetto Cervo

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released December 21, 2012

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FILTH IN MY GARAGE Milan, Italy

The band has broadened its musical and personal horizons by introducing new sounds, moving away from preconceptions and constraints, producing 6 tracks whose themes draw from popular culture: films, books, video games and comics.
With more than 10 years of career behind them, the FIMG continue to play, hungry for live shows. ... more

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