Destijl

From ashes to lust

Ten years in the making, DeStijl is back with a romantic, crystalline EP announcing the new album “The White Stripes”.
Majestic and dark, this is sweet, hypnotic electro-pop that glows from your stereo like ashes from a fire, brimming with black-light and burning melodies.



Lyrics

1. Clues and motives
From the edge of the city
I’m driving downtown
Under the shades of lights
I’m driving fast

I’ve got no time to lose
Nothing to break thru
From my previous ideals
There’s nothing left

There’s a thing you deny
Then deal with it
There’s a thing you can fight
Then deal with it

Well you know what i mean
you’re not so clean
don’t try make me roll over

On my way to the crime scene
I’m grinding my teeth
There’s a bad taste i feel
inside my mouth

The taste of betrayal and
Lost illusions
When your best friends become
(your) Worst ennemies

2. Outraspection
I’ll see you outside
We’re riding way far out of sight
Got a map off a crazy guide
It will show us the way tonight

Lift you up, carry you far
‘Cause I believe in you and me
You look cool under moving lights
There won’t be no more screaming fights

Cast you into the neon night
Take you to where the stars are right

Burnt faces all around

White skies are open wide
Air screaming through an altered state
Wheels burning as we lock our eyes
Bring us speeding through heaven’s gate

Lift you up, carry you far
‘Cause I believe in you and me
You look cool under moving lights
There won’t be no more screaming fights

Cast you into the neon night
Take you to where the stars are right

All the things that i’ve been missing
All these things that have been broken

3. Out of memory
Instrumental
4. 280
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and from
Kept treading – treading – till it seemed

That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -

Kept beating – beating – till I thought
My mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul

With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space – began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here -

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing – then -
Crash – Got through


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