May 18, 2015
My very first song: SILVERSNAKE.
A kind of introduction of myself, to myself. Micaela and Silversnake Michelle introduce themselves for the first time.
Whatever will be!
Alhaji Abubakari Lunna, a great African percussionist playing talking drums, claimed that Western music is perceivable, that is based on sensations and it releases emotions. On the opposite, the "singing drums" create "understandable" music.
With these the music already speaks for itself and everyone understands its meaning... lyrics are redundant, as if a painter were writing a text on a painting...
In fact, our music is emotional and often we don't give a particular sense to a melody... it's rather the lyrics translating emotions into "understandable music".
Words dance on music’s waves.
Thus lyrics and melody make love, and Poetry is born.
This song was written after I heard about a friend of mine’s suicide.
I decided to die too. But I didn’t want to get rid of my body.
My virtual suicide takes place at 4:48 a.m. … the time Sarah Kane called the time of psychosis... the time when it is easiest to give in to the urge to suicide.
I get lost in the shadow of myself, I become a stranger to myself and I want to kill a non-existent and flimsy being, to be reborn with a new and true essence.
Starry night of lazy fall
I’ll tell myself deepest lie
You know, I see you though if you’re only ghost
Slender moon in the sky
I implored the rain to melt my hardened heart
I prayed for the wind to kidnap me
All my life I‘ve stopped at the start line
Now I’ve fallen into a black and thick sea
So in my mind, was born SilverSnake
Chasing the dragon now, you lick my brain
I felt the cold stone whisper to me
Trapped in a smell of flowers
I don’t see colors and sounds of history
my sweaty skin and wheezing hours
A nightmare screamed at me 4 and 48
I feel your time is over
your shadow flies away beyond the clouds
I can’t feel your essence anywhere
So in my mind, was born SilverSnake
Your insanity sucked my brain
And walking on my mistakes
I’ll see a new life on the horizon.
And breaking this golden cage
I feel the lie of my freedom
And walking on my mistakes
I scratched the walls of darkness
And breaking this golden cage
I feel the night in brightness
A bird deceives me and steals away my soul
My emotions are lost in time
tears of rain slip away from my cold face
This is the finish line
You know I know you’re praying for Silversnake
Your insanity turned off my brain.