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SUPPORT US : Physical and Digital copies : https://itzamna.bandcamp.com Physical and Merch (DISCOUNTED) : http://itzamna.bigcartel.com/ Official Distributor (Physical copies) : https://goo.gl/sRau4i iTunes : https://goo.gl/3Balwg Amazon : https://goo.gl/dGQ9bY Deezer : http://www.deezer.com/album/14030254 ______________________ /// ITZAMNA is /// Piano : Benjamin Vidal Drums : Adrien Gretter Bass : Armand Jourdain Guitar : Samuel Guitar : Clément Belio ______________________ CREDITS : Music by Itzamna Vocals and Lyrics by Matthieu Romarin (Uneven Structure) Drums/Piano parts recorded by David Bergère at studio F.Lab (FRANCE) studio-flab.com Guitars, Bass, additional instruments recorded by Clément Belio in his home studio. Produced, Mixed, Mastered by Clément Belio Video by Clément Belio www.facebook.com/clems6beliomusic/ Artwork © Aria, She Paints with Blood www.facebook.com/ShePaintsWithBlood/ ______________________ LINKS : Itzamna : www.facebook.com/ItzamnaMusic/ Aria Fawn (Shepaintwithblood) : www.facebook.com/ShePaintsWithBlood/ Clément Belio : www.facebook.com/clems6beliomusic/ ______________________ LYRICS : "A great sign was seen A woman clothed with the sun, the moon under her feet Mesmerizing me by her overwhelming light Boiling me by her devastating warmth On her head a crown of twelve stars As brilliant as my emerging obsession. A Great Red Dragon was seen Seven heads and ten horns, on his heads seven crowns. Crushing me by, this boundless force Taking control of my timid mind A tail pulling a third part of the stars, of heaven down to the earth, Burning me through each and every impact, He's now under my skin His own image is only to be seen by the one who has the teeth, The old books are wide open now and discharge death, By this violent river of water getting out from his mouth, Every insignificant eyes have been gutted, gutted of their souls The becoming is almost complete without any possible journey back."