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Cyclone
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Cyclone è stato pubblicato il 12 settembre 2025 da Century Media come parte dell'album Cyclone - Single
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Data di uscita12 settembre 2025
EtichettaCentury Media
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM72

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future Palace
Future Palace
Performer
Manuel Kohlert
Manuel Kohlert
Guitar
Maria Lessing
Maria Lessing
Lead Vocals
Johannes Früchtenicht
Johannes Früchtenicht
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manuel Kohlert
Manuel Kohlert
Composer
Maria Lessing
Maria Lessing
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian Breucker
Julian Breucker
Producer
Christoph Wieczorek
Christoph Wieczorek
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Amen
Give me signs, give me light,
I need something to thrive
or I will shatter to pieces
I need spark, I need aim,
there is so much I crave
but somehow it won’t reach me
There’s this turmoil inside me why I can’t see clearly,
it passes on to anyone who’s near me
Give me signs, give me light,
I need something to thrive
or I will shatter to pieces
I won’t rewind –
back to the cyclone of grief and fright
Restore inside –
a shell on the sand that’s left behind
Shimmering in holographic hues
The pearl of my core endured much abuse
I won’t rewind –
to when I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
When I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
In the eye of the gale
I can ease my concerns
This silence is cleansing
Only seconds to go
’til the squall breaks the calm
And my peace will be ending
I won’t rewind –
back to the cyclone of grief and fright
Restore inside –
a shell on the sand that’s left behind
Shimmering in holographic hues
The pearl of my core endured much abuse
I won’t rewind –
to when I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
When I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
No reasons to stay
my existence is a disease
Damn,
I can barely move after all this violence
that vandalized me
Part of this rotten human species
Depression is spreading just like black mold in
the damp
Decayed,
barely there, just a shell, filled with so
many meaningless mantras
that I’ve preached to myself
Erase – the arch enemy inside me
Reveal – how I could hurt myself so blindly
Amen
I won’t rewind –
back to the cyclone of grief and fright
Restore inside –
a shell on the sand that’s left behind
Shimmering in holographic hues
The pearl of my core endured much abuse
I won’t rewind –
to when I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
When I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
When I was the storm that I couldn’t fight
Written by: Manuel Kohlert, Maria Lessing
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