We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Mesmerise

by Smoke the Bees

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      €10 EUR  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Comes in a lovely gatefold card case, with artwork by Massimo Salso.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Mesmerise via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      €12 EUR or more 

     

1.
Xibalba 03:08
When you see something dreadful Look at the monster in the eyes Stand up get close go ask him What can you teach me now boy We are words within the air A hero twins’ salvation When you feel like dying and melting Keep cool lo and behold If you feel like explosions in your mind Don’t give up the ghost of Xibalba Are you the orchestra leader That screeches the violins Forget about the oboes The demons are always hiding In the eyes of the unknown A universal riddle When you feel like dying and melting Keep cool lo and behold If you feel like explosions in your mind Don’t give up the ghost of Xibalba When you face something dreadful Look at the monster in the eyes Stand up get close go ask him Are you the orchestra leader That screeches the violins Forget about the oboes When you feel like dying and melting Keep cool lo and behold If you feel like explosions in your mind Don’t give up the ghost of Xibalba
2.
Shipwreck 03:49
Christmas Eve you sail your boat, here comes the storm Shipwreck sunk right off the coast, grievance comes Four men died and wives have left with daughters’ awe Five men dove to rescue them, they drowned as well We’re not an island for the Heroes, echoes back dawn to dusk Charismatic Tróndur said “let’s build a pool” So everyone can learn to swim, misfortune’s gone We’re not an island for the Heroes, echoes back dawn to dusk Now every Friday morning Swim jam, keep calm, shipwreck no more [“The Tempest” spoken]
3.
Caronte 04:09
Greeks said that a ballerina Divided the sky from the Earth To get a soil where to dance Prometheus made the man, Persephone his woman Strong characters so diverse Greeks said that men always put a coin Within the dead men’s mouth to pay Charon’s obol for him to carry Their souls together to the world of the dead If the Hades there is my grandma And my old friends I am sure it’s a better place With all its animals, saints, and heroes Is a place crowded with beautiful things How about those saints and heroes All the grandmas and friends return One day down to tie up their loose ends Then drive back home Sun, and moon and galaxy far dwell On a plane of immanence while We are waiting for Charon’s boat To take us up there
4.
(FFF) 01:07
(instrumental)
5.
Goldfinch 03:53
Came back happy with worms in my beak My kids have gone, who’s taken them away Tweeting shaking no hints by the trees Till the goldfinch came to help me out Friend of mine listen up Have you seen my dear ones Friend of mine please speak up Tell me please where they’ve gone I’m not quite sure, try the farmer’s house Found them trapped in a cage Tried to break the bars, in vain Gazed at them for long time, hope Sorrow in my heart, deep Fed them one by one, sweet With a poisonous herb My gift for them, death Which is better than the loss of freedom
6.
I am here to announce a journey, The great journey I am here, waving on my new wings Made of wax Mom of mine, my motherland Where shall I go Dad of mine, with all your values Drive me through
7.
Chinese war 03:53
The sergeants have gone up to the mountains The dust, then the fire then the smoke I watch TV talks while I’m crying The truth is just a blind leap of faith Who killed, it wasn’t me The war is peace, this is my democracy I know how to scream and keep quiet The violence, the meadows of pain The sky will be my timeless homeland Each night brings new stars to the void Who killed, it wasn’t me The war is peace, this is my democracy
8.
Vanilla 04:52
Sweet vagina flower Black bees nightmare loose distress Last gold day before decay As thou wilt disintegrates Esoteric bouquet Soft blend delicate and pure Native speaking Zapotec Moved down south Madagascar If you can drop me then pretend I have felt always pain You ate me up for breakfast Cheering waving salivating Buried in your black hole soul Put me down please put me home Morning shreds of night bias Pansy white horns windowpane Daffodils roses and pink Mistress sleeps in wings of fire If you can drop me then pretend I have been always mesmerised Sweet vanilla spring has come Cinderella bring me home Like you’ve always done so far If you can drop me then pretend I have been always mesmerised If you can chop me every night Like a lamb craving to survive
9.
Venus+Mars 04:29
A manly system, Mars is its name Domination money and fear A female system, call it Venus Sex, seduction, and seldom art Maupassant thought there was nothing else He drove himself completely mad Feeling of denial and resentment Just like a horse crashes to the soil If living is evil, how can you live well Sustained indecision, and lack of joy Rapturous instant what else can you dream of An absolute bold separation [Venus and Mars, and their kingdom A merciful flower, ready to blossom Trust and acceptance, feeling cherished, Love and anger, happiness and grief, Faith and sorrow, gratitude and fear Kiss and play, fondly stray] You looked at your face severe in the mirror Silvery nights, vermillion days Morning of May, the wind drops hesitant With light shrinking silent, where’s your inner grace Die out Everlasting words lost in a daydream Ballets of Venus and Mars and their kingdom A merciful flower, the bees muster solace
10.
Prophet 04:04
Of the man in you I’d speak Not the pigmy in the mist Tomorrow’s today's dream That’s what they said From rivers you shall sing No poisons for the king Unveil death’s mystery When the wolfs howl You’ll see him smiling in flowers, Even when his hands hew the stone And the wind and the sun will tear no holes Waving hands in trees This for my god, this for myself This for my soul, for me to live Of the man in you I’d speak Not the pigmy in the mist Tomorrow’s today's dream If you believe in it You’ll see him smiling in flowers, Even when his hands hew the stone And the wind and the sun will tear no holes Raising hands in trees For life and death are only one Just like the sea and the river
11.
Claustrophobia maybe madness Restless torture my unrest Through the bushes, after gloaming Scratched myself with fingernails ‘Cause I am not the one you thought Floating birds in rose cloud storms What does it mean your hallelujah A doppelgänger’s schizophrenia Neighing horses distant echoes Shadow play across the fields Sweet distraction from my coma Praying gods in secret pain ‘Cause I am not the one you thought Cold moon falls and dewdrops form How can you shout your hallelujah A doppelgänger’s schizophrenia Searching something finding nothing Golden slumbers Mr Lenz You told stories writing poems As a symptom of despair So I live on, I don’t belong To the world you’ve made adverse
12.
Noted by some flicking fleeting point of view Athletes, music fools, and stars and wannabes on silver screens Flashy covers of some glossy trivial magazines Worship empty icons talking about their dumb tales Fitter happier more productive hope or hype Vicious propaganda do you want to eat some pork and beans No more heroes, no more fussy got to be sincere What would you be able to do for a spotlight Help me leave this plastic world Man please try to help me Please don’t sell your soul Where egos grow heroes fall Simon Bolivar, King David, Tesla, Ho Chi Minh Shall the greatest become gross and lousy public enemies Heroes of delusion and their showbiz substitutes Please come touch my heart I don’t want to go astray Help me leave this plastic world Man please try to help me Please don’t sell your soul Where egos grow heroes fall Help me leave this pigeonhole Man please try to help me Please don’t sell yourself Where ravens grow black swans fell What can you see inside of me, emotionally You don’t have to speak, sit next to me, emotionally I can’t live in this world, I need another world

about

Released 22 April 2016 © Smoke the Bees

All track recorded at Imagina Production Studios in Turin, Italy in Dec 2015

Engineered and mixed by Alessandro Ciola, assisted by Luca Bernieri and Smoke the Bees

Mastered by Steve Fallone at Sterling Sound Studios, New York, US

All songs and lyrics written by Smoke the Bees - Lorenzo Rando (guitar, vocals), Maze (bass guitar), Samir Hadade (drums)

Art direction and design by Massimo Salso

Published by Smoke the Bees

credits

released April 22, 2016

www.smokethebees.com

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Smoke the Bees Turin, Italy

Smoke the Bees are an alternative rock band from Turin, Italy, formed in 2012.

Their first full- length album "Mesmerise" out April 2016.

Line-up:
Lorenzo Rando (guitar, vocals)
Maze (bass guitar)
Samir Hadade (drums)
... more

contact / help

Contact Smoke the Bees

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Smoke the Bees recommends:

If you like Smoke the Bees, you may also like: