Petr Vořešák indie / České Budějovice

Petr Vořešák: Diving Bell

Diving Bell
Lyrics: Joshua Podmore

Fortune had favoured us, in a cradle of sacred love,
Time affixing our souls at the seams.
Once lost to ourselves, now finding each other.
Tender limbs tightening their grip on this dream.

Me and Lyca in a diving bell.
Past the sunlight and the continental shelf.
Into the twilight weightless and faceless,
Whispering semaphores through our azure oasis.

Warping and breaking our bodies with words,
The doubt begins to worm, the truth becomes absurd.
Mindlessly testing the bonds that arrest us.
Bottling the poisons we know to be effective.

Me and Lyca in a diving bell.
Past the twilight where the bodies break in swell,
Into the midnight weightless and faceless,
Romance, a mere silhouette we know to betray us.

Lyca forcing me out on the yoke,
My terror shakes free the bell from its rope.
A feverish abyss bending my mind to its whim,
Leviathans serenade as the ocean night descends.

Little Lyca in a diving bell.
Drifting slowly through the well of time itself,
Into the black night weightless and faceless,
A based and cursed darkness that will not escape us.

Rising to the surface, bloody and turgid.
The naked, accursed spectre submerges.
Pinhole through my heart turned to the sun,
Camera Obscura, a mere projection.

Little Lyca on a white carousel,
Suspended in the spaces of dimensions parallel,
Fists clenched, upright, weightless and faceless,
Clinging to our memories, her one route of egress.

Nascent energies in flux disturb and cast,
Her fragile mind back beyond the tumult of the past,
And in her head the melodies of our love ring out at last.

Me and Lyca entwined at the self,
Ascending to the skies, we bid the earth farewell.
Into the starlight, weightless and faceless,
Whispering semaphores through our astral oasis.

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