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Rivolta Silenziosa Lyrics
They sling our marrow like its fodder
Mortaring morticious brothers
We'll never get out of this place alive
if these walls these walls keep closing
into practiced chains of blather
Bubbling a thick blood lather
Washboard ribs and broken cribs
These walls these walls keep closing in
Nana na na na na
Fear just fell from a loaded sleeve
fluent in the tongue of greed
A master at the art of sleaze
who's walls Who's walls are a fiendish grin
of rotten desolation
Paranoid isolation
Fueling our blood stained machines
the bells of free-dumb liberty
the smell of gunshot bitter sweet
These walls these walls keep closing in
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
These walls keep closing in
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
Nana na na na na
Canisters of feigned dissent
They load our bodies into them
The prize surprise its eating at your eyes
and drawing down them shades
made out of skin
it's kin eating kin
Cogs living in the burning city
When will this day ever end?
Will the words from within break down this wall?
Our fall This wall!!
Will this dust ever settle
Even better now the sky is bent?
I got a a stomach full of fingernails
and another's femur on my head
Will this dust ever settle
Even better now the sky is bent?
I got a a stomach full of fingernails
and another's femur on my head
Eyeballs plug the mouths like hoses
scared of all the not-me noses
poking into our daydreams while in the distance glistening
that wall of bones that holds our tongues in
scared of all the taste bud rows of
hands that speak to you and me
that sign RIVOLTA SILENZIOSA!
These walls keep closing in
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
Mortaring morticious brothers
We'll never get out of this place alive
if these walls these walls keep closing
Bubbling a thick blood lather
Washboard ribs and broken cribs
These walls these walls keep closing in
fluent in the tongue of greed
A master at the art of sleaze
who's walls Who's walls are a fiendish grin
Paranoid isolation
Fueling our blood stained machines
the bells of free-dumb liberty
the smell of gunshot bitter sweet
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
These walls keep closing in
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
Nana na na na na
Canisters of feigned dissent
They load our bodies into them
The prize surprise its eating at your eyes
and drawing down them shades
made out of skin
it's kin eating kin
Cogs living in the burning city
When will this day ever end?
Will the words from within break down this wall?
Our fall This wall!!
Will this dust ever settle
Even better now the sky is bent?
I got a a stomach full of fingernails
and another's femur on my head
Will this dust ever settle
Even better now the sky is bent?
I got a a stomach full of fingernails
and another's femur on my head
Eyeballs plug the mouths like hoses
scared of all the not-me noses
poking into our daydreams while in the distance glistening
that wall of bones that holds our tongues in
scared of all the taste bud rows of
hands that speak to you and me
that sign RIVOLTA SILENZIOSA!
These walls keep closing in
Oh where do we begin our dismantling?
We call on all to sing!
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Rivolta silenziosa is italian for "silent revolt".
It seems to be to be about passive-aggressiveness. Doing without saying. Obviously the last stanza (before the chorus" is talking about a closed mouth, silence: "that wall of bones that holds our tongues in" (teeth in the mouth), etc, etc.
I LOVE this song. One of my favorites. It's pretty sad that I'm the only one who seems to listen to Humanwine on this site (or anywhere, really, nobody's ever really heard of them anywhere I ask).
I know what you mean, Tokabi.
I really like this song too. I got drawn to them from the Dresden Dolls because of Brian Viglione who plays the drums for both those bands.
Anyways, this a a very fun song. Holly has a great voice; it really is beautiful! And, Matt's (M@) vocals on this song is great and fun (if you've heard a recording, you know what I mean :)
Yeah, I (admittedly) discovered Humanwine from a link off of the Dolls' myspace thing, and fell in love with them. Brian is a brilliant drummer. The entire band is fantastic though.
I found them the same way, Tokabi, and no-one can blame you. I fell in love with this song, it's now on my MySpace page, and I cannot get enough of it. It's refreshing, vibrant, and brilliant!
But the Dolls still own my heart
I just listened to the song and the stomach full of fingernails isn't in the song so the lyrics are wrong do not ruin the lyrics with crap that isn't in the song plz
I just listened to the song and the stomach full of fingernails isn't in the song so the lyrics are wrong do not ruin the lyrics with crap that isn't in the song plz
the part with stomach full of finger nails isn't in the actual song so don't put them as part of lyrics
@HumanVinter The part with the stomach full of fingernails IS in the song, there's two versions of the song, one with that part and one without. Here is a version with: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zawtfb2HK1g.
@HumanVinter The part with the stomach full of fingernails IS in the song, there's two versions of the song, one with that part and one without. Here is a version with: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zawtfb2HK1g.
I discovered Humanwine ( and this song ) while watching a youtube video on the Steampunk 2015 festival. I love this song. Obviously a lot of metaphor used. Seems like some kind of oppression is in the message. jmtc Also, check out their song Our Devolution is Televised. Pretty cool also.