NOUS

Released February 20, 2012

All songs are composed, arranged and authored by LISERSTILLE
Produced by LISERSTILLE in association with Anders Ruby
Recorded at Cube Of Eternal Doom and Late Fairytale Recording Studio
Mixed and Mastered by Anders Ruby

LIVE @ SPOT 2014

HUMAN HEAD / LIVE

ALBUM TEASER FOR 2012 ALBUM ``NOUS``

NOUS

LISERSTILLE TOURING THE HUMAN HEAD WITH SPEKTR & THE LULU ART GROUP / TEASER

TOURING THE HUMAN HEAD

LYRICS

Human Head:

Someone hold on to the planet
Don’t call out for the spiders
Or we’ll be shivering through the blazing rain
For against the rest – I’m a human head
And I’m paying all the tax in the world!
Someone hold on to somebody
Cry for everyone around you

‘Cause we’ll be shivering through the blazing rain
And against the rest – We’re all human heads
And I’ve fought in all the wars in the world!

 

Someone hold on to the banner
And hear the trumpets scream my name
Through the blazing rain
And against the rest – I’m a human head
And I’ll be in here doing time for you all!
With a soul I’ll call upon all that I’ve seen and I’ll expand it.
Solemnly, Solemnly… With a word I will bring you truth!
Truth is a pen that aligns what we trust in the future
Solemnly, Solemnly… The human head is a state of belief!
Believe that the blazing rain won’t follow me, once we arrive home.
And solemnly we arrive home.
If suddenly the human head will receive the will to conjure what we call home

 

The Bail:

A choir sung us a lesson in virtue
A song of how we all once were deranged
And once all of the song had been finally sung through
We bent down our heads in a lesson of shame
We left all together like sheep for the altar
Regretting the cavemen that we once had been
And forgot the divinity born in our bones
And the tale of a man who could call himself king
How long will the prior shape all of the future
When the future is merely the mercy of men?
And how can the wonder of song ever reach you
When wonders are built by a merciless hand?
Seas under this plea runs deeper, deeper…
Lost divinity won’t keep us, feed us…
Blood is on our hands
And the choir said’ we can never dance
All the choir sang will become reason
Memories of a hand won’t bail our treason
Bent remain our heads
‘Bent from all the crimes of the dead
And the dead don’t lie!

 

Epitome:

And so we spoke: Long live the King!
Our humbled heats, unknown
Shall reign like our king!
And so we spoke: Long live the King!
And oh we spoke: God save the King!
Our hollow homes and souls
Decay like our king!
Soon we’ll be dead…

Don’t make us a part of your saints or your evils.

Myte:

Vi vandrer bange gennem natten, til alt bliver ligeså stille, skal vi vandre bange gennem natten, til alt bliver ligeså stille… :II
Du stormvind og vildfarende kæmpe I kloners krig
Din levende myte dit navn er dit fodspor i din ørken.
Du hjemstavn og skælvende fæstning I kvinders krig
Din sti vinder øjne hvor ord står ved ord under solen hvor vi vandrer.

Vi vandrer nu…

– Myte Translated –

We are wandering fearful through the night, ‘till everything turns quiet, we’ll be wandering fearful through the night, ‘till everything turns quiet… :II
You tempest, you wayward giant in a war of clones
You living myth, your name is your footprint in your desert.
You homeland, you shivering fortress in a war of women.
Your pathway claim those eyes where words stand by words under the sun were we wander

We wander now…

 

Torchers:

There’s a well-known, cunning whisper in a known black
Increase the amplitude in talking and don’t whisper back
They’re merely stories of conspiration from a stubborn past
I wish that you could tame the whisper and I remain sane
For the kiss of the Hebrew is brought again today!
We were sane upon sane once you bought my head!
There’s a well-known cunning laughter in a known room
Increase the amplitude in walking and don’t look back in there!
You know you’ve seen them walk around you like a wolf pack on lead
I wish that I could tame the whisper and you remain sane
For the kiss of the Hebrew is brought again today!
We were sane upon sane once you bought my head.
Have you bought my head?
For the best of the glorious, the Rorschach for the sane

And insanity slaves, sanity slaves, sanity slaves!
What ever you saw, you may sleep
And we’ll join you in your sleep
And we’ll aim for the sun and set flames upon all that is night
And bring torches to light up the face of the man in the chair
And if we fail, and we may fail…

In the shade the shadow will become the light of day.

 

Asylum/Reap:

Maybe you are the stranger
Maybe we – the real
Through the quest to your manger
What you feel is in these fields

You saw the asylum …

All the planets are aligned
Conceived through an emotional you
From the union of banners through the veil to the angel

You saw the asylum take us …
Don’t let the asylum take us!
What the reaper saw was a stain of age
Not an age stained like a field in the perfect rain
Through the veil to the angel
Don’t lead us apart for the sake of an Eden

CREDITS

“Infinity”

Anders Ruby and LISERSTILLE: Sound FX, Arrangement

 

Human Head

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Drums

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar

Asbjørn Helboe Hansen: Bass, Double Bass.

Martin Byrialsen: Piano, Organ, Lead Vocals

 

The Bail

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Drums, Percussion  

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar

Asbjørn Helboe Hansen: Bass, Ewi

Martin Byrialsen: Synthesizer, Lead Vocals

 

Epitome

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Drums

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar, Synthesizer

Myte

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Sound FX, Drums, Choir, Trumpet  

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar, Choir

Asbjørn Helboe Hansen: Bass, Double Bass, Choir

Martin Byrialsen: Rhodes, Organ, Lead Vocals, Choir

 

Torchers

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Drums, Choir

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar, Choir

Asbjørn Helboe Hansen: Bass, Choir

Martin Byrialsen: Synthesizer, Lead Vocals, Choir

 

Asylum/Reap

Jon Gotlev Flindt Hansen: Drums

Tue Schmidt Rasmussen: Guitar, Synthesizer

Asbjørn Helboe Hansen: Bass

Martin Byrialsen: Piano, Organ, Syntheziser, Lead Vocals

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