Truth

Truth

MUR a sorti son nouvel EP, intitulé Truth, le 26 mars 2021 via Les Acteurs De L’Ombre Productions.

Le groupe français veut franchir une étape de plus dans son développement esthétique. Ainsi les teintes de synthwave qui se greffent au post-black du combo souhaitent être plus exigeantes et plus poussées ouvrant davantage de perspectives.

Truth se veut comme un manifeste d’espoir, musicalement mais aussi symboliquement puisque l’EP traite de l’effondrement au sens large, l’effondrement du monde qui entraine fatalement avec lui l’effondrement intérieur de l’individu. Or avec Truth, le propos est au contraire de renouer avec la grandeur de l’âme.

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Lyrics

Epiphany

I need a You.
I need a We.
Where were you?
When time was free.
Now I know,
Now I see.
This is the body you live,
This is the story you grow.
But who lives like this?
No.
I need a You.
I need a We
Where were you?
How could you?
How could we?
I need a You.
I need a We.
Where were you?
When time was free.
Now I know,
Now I see.

It all begins with a failure.
It all starts in the stars.
When time was not anymore.
Now I feel how you failed us.
You left us on the Earth, when we could have flown
Over and over the clouds.
Standing in the middle of the middle.
As if I were part of that crowd?

Wasting time out of grace.
Out of excellence.
Spending lives out of grace.
To blind our senses.


I need a You.
I need a We.
Where were you?
When time was free.
Now I know,
Now I see.
I need a You.
I need a We.
Where were you?
How could you?
How could we?
This is the body you live,
This is the story you grow.
But who lives like this?
No.
I need a You.
I need a We.
Where were you?
How could you?
How could we?

The revelation is ours.
We are the revelation to become.
You’ll remain in the mud, sour.
I will elevate, for the future to come.
For the future to come. For the future to come.

A sudden understanding.
The picture stops and is cleared,
From all the empty words that were spit.
From all the false hopes that were used.
From all the false hopes that were used.

The revelation is ours.
We are the revelation to become.
You’ll remain in the mud, sour.
None of the silence,
None of the noise,
Will overcome,
My epiphany.

Suicide Summer

A season made of mistakes.
One can’t hide from.
Steps leading to the heat.
A bitter taste of burnt self.

Silence is a lie. Silence.
No words and I could die. Silence.
Suicide Summer.
Patience, I could cry. Patience.
A sword that I should try. Patience.
Suicide Summer.
Silence is a lie. Silence.
A sword that I should try. Patience.
Suicide Summer.

Inner heat,
Boiling blood.
Low key cheat.
Feelings lost.
Dried out

Inner heat,
Boiling blood.
Low key cheat.
Feelings lost.
Dried out sensations.

A warm livid immensity.
A dune that never ends.
Steps erased as I walk.

Patience, I cry.
Suicide summer.
No words, a lie.
Suicide summer.
Silence is a lie. Silence.
No words, I let you die. Silence.
Suicide Summer.
A sword, I try.
Suicide summer.

Endless season.
When time turns to infinity.
And it burns and burns again.
As the memories fade away.
When time turns to infinity.
And all the faces fade away.

Inner Hole

I shall climb this ladder.
A step is a word.
A step is a day.
A day that I end, as your image fades away.

A gaping hole.
Emptied out of me.
Wounds that I lick.
No other darkness, than the one I want to see.

I shall climb this ladder.
A step is a word.
A step is a day.
A day that I end, as your image fades away.

The hole is in me. The hole isn’t mine.
I’ll climb again, out of me.
On every step, I shall shine.

A gaping hole.
Emptied out of me.
Wounds that I lick.
No other darkness, than the one I want to see.

The hole is in me. The hole isn’t mine.
I’ll climb again, out of me.
On every step, I shall shine.

Killing season down to Earth, now I know. It’s not about you.
I tried out (tried out, tried), and I know. I feel I can do.

Across each page,
A drawing of my failure.
This book, this book.
A story I need to write.

Out of the purest blood.
My blood, my excellence.
A jar filed with tears from the stars.
A crystal as clear as eyes can be.

Across each page,
A drawing of my failure.
This book, this book.
A story I need to write.
Now, I stop the wheel.
I write the words of time,
Out of the purest blood.
My blood, my excellence.

Killing season down to Earth, now I know. It’s not about you.
I tried out (tried out, tried), and I know. I feel I can do.
Seeking reasons on each verse, how we bow. We’re not even two.
I dried out (dried out, dried), and I vow. It’s not about you.
Killing season down to Earth, now I know. We’re not even two.

Love is a failure.
Love is a failure.

Such a Shame

Such a shame to believe in escape
A life on every face
And that's a change
'Til I'm finally left with an eight

Tell me to relax, I just stare
Maybe I don't know if I should change
A feeling that we share

It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
such a shame
Number me with rage, it's a shame
(Such a shame)
Number me in haste such a shame
This eagerness to change

The dice decide my fate
And that's a shame
In these trembling hands
My faith  tells me to react, I don't care
Maybe it's unkind that I should change
A feeling that we share

It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
Such a shame
Number me with rage, it's a shame
(Such a shame)
Number me in haste such a shame
This eagerness to change

Tell me to relax, I just stare
Maybe I don't know if I should change
A feeling that we share
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
Number me with rage, it's a shame
Such a shame
(Such a shame)
Write it across my name
It's a shame
Number me in haste such a shame
This eagerness to change
Such a shame