Mea Culpa

Tracklist

1. Mea Culpa

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2. Metta Sutta

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3. Porcelain Sky

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4. Syrian Night

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5. The Pebble in Far Marsh

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6. Seagulls Are Flying

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7. Stuart Selfportrait

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8. Beautiful Revelation

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About

Mea Culpa: the music transposition of the path that led the band from the formation until the writing of the pieces that make up the disc.

The constant and meticulous research of sounds and melodies paints a labyrinth of ideas and articulated paths that are constantly transformed and renewed.

Produced, recorded and mixed by the same artists in the “Il Mulino Bianco” studios, with a total duration of over 40 minutes, it offers to the listener songs ranging from the biting classic rock to the more distinctly 70s progressive, to the post and neo-progressive.

Vocal lines are intense and address universal and transversal themes: the Social, the Love for others and for Mother Earth, sometimes passing by biographical stories.

Artist: prototypeLAB

Label: Luminol Records

Release Date: April 05, 2019

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Mea Culpa

Got the sun and the light, able to scan day and light
alternation to grow up nourish the corn,
today he has a nasty gift planet which yesterday
gave us fruits now is angry with humanity,
just able to waste this priceless gift

Water drop, source of life
and of wealth in her shapes,
what is more plain and pure, all over in the world

Water is the eternal motion
that never should test and yet,
tomorrow we’ll struggle to gain one single drop.

Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand we will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us

These are the ancient myths, almost forgotten
Mother earth is punishing us (mea culpa)
Mortifies mother shivering the earth by furious winds
storm of fire, upon the heads, we can’t find a way out

Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand we will flood us
Load of venom a dark river flows under the sand it will flood us

Metta Sutta

This is what should be done By One who skilled in goodness,
And who knows the path of peace
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied
Unburdened with duties and frugal in their ways,
Peaceful and calm, and wise and skillful,
Let them not do the slightest thing, that the wise would later reprove.
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied
Let none deceive another, any man in any State,
Let none through anger, wish harm on the men,
as a mother protect with her life, her child, her only child
as a mother protect with her life, her child, her only child
Let them be able and upright, contented, humble and easily satisfied

Porcelain Sky

Today is a porcelain sky
I found some ash in my pocket
and I don’t know why
Today I’m down on my knees
I know I’d never be another person
I know I’ll never forget
Could you forgive me?
Today I’m down at your knees
Why do you steel want to wait for me
Amber and the dust in my right shoulders
Some white lines in my forehead
Today is a porcelain sky… why do you wait for me

There is something in the air
Did you notice the wind
It whispers between the leaves
and I’m a tree
I know I’d never be another person
I know I’ll never forgive
Could you forget me?
Today I’m down at your knees

Syrian Night

I was staring at the horizon Cold quiet autumn night
dirty skin and nails fingers and his presence in my bed
while i’m thinking i’d like to be…everywhere but not here
fresh clean linen And the open window
i’m staring at the skyline i’m not there anymore
thinking of friend of mine..and her future how’ bout mine?
and in the hot syrian night
where three muslims offered us cigarettes i met you
fake wedding for protection i’ll be truly yours, truly yours
and when the elevator stopped
i touched you and it kept stopping
i would it couldn’t stop anymore
not in my bed this night, why not?
there was a turkish bath in city centre
and your perfumed skin covered all mine
there was your new haircut
shaving bathing watching thinking of friend
of mine, and my future. how about ours?
no more my bed, no more just my bed
now i’m staring again at the horizon, love is a bush
i will protect you from sea salted wind and violence
and pushing refreshing embrace you and your scarf
and in the hot syrian night
where three muslims offered us cigarettes i met you
fake wedding for protection i thought i’ll be yours, truly yours

The Pebble in Far Marsh

The big pebble in the far marsh
the stagnating dark water
..suddenly troubled in concentric waves
spread in all directions corroding the core of my pain
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up
the only fixed point the epicenter
the only certitude the only way out
the epicenter the waves
sick and corrupted fondle tears through the narrow path
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up
the sick waves violently meet..
irregular moves how unfixed are
the eyes path now deep and so burning
now disclosing the hidden secret of love to me
and the marsh grows again in a new pain
and the crying fills banks up

Seagulls Are Flying

Oh seagulls are flying and you can see
at the end of the day
all seams so high and doesn’t seem to lay.
I am underneath the water river
choosing stones between the light
that falls like dust in sunset and I can see late at night
choosing stones between the light
choosing stones between the light
that falls like dust in sunset and I can see late at night

Stuart Selfportrait

I give you beauty, bridled with pain
and fatigue, care and meditation
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
Beautiful, clearly magnificent
I Play hide and seek with happiness,
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
but it is this… just a breath
then it goes back and fro,
comes tickling you, and it’s torturing
it threatens you,
Runs, dances, loses it’s balance
dazzling sparkles
Something powerful, majestic, indescribable
but it is this in few moments,
then it goes back, and comes tickling you
and it’s still torturing….

Beautiful Revelation

Life always gives you surprises, great ones.
It uses to walk clumsy and lame
Then it runs fastly under the skin
velocities you can’t figure out
it uses to beat you up and keeps threatening cunningly
Then it runs abruptly
as it has never done
Then it falls scarily leaving
scars you can’t heal anymore
it uses to lighten you up and threats you cunningly
Beautiful Revelations
It stumbles and rises up, rests smiling and realizes
it has been too cold And in those moments it decides to give you warm feelings
Then it embrace you softly
It keeps you between its arms closer to the heart
And gently rocks you
patting your head, patting your head
it uses to beat you up and keeps threatening cunningly
Beautiful Revelations