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This Is Funeral Folk


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Veins 03:45
I can feel the night running through my veins, I can see the black falling from my hands. Take me under, take me under, take me under the rain. Take me further, take me further, take me further through the same. Live by my own, die by my own with the soil in my soul. Live by my hands, die by my hands with the soil in my veins.
Empty days of the thickest regret, insistant negative wait. Broken days of the sickest stay, dependancy impossible to say. For all the lights we killed and all the nights we sealed. Unfurl sighs from within, secrets need a release. The lines we sear, the hate we give, the hopes we fear, the joy we steal. They will lead me to death.
Evening Song 02:49
An evening song I sing, repeat only to confront, a worthless sun in front of my dead eyes to release. Permanent evening state, defeat slowly to conform, I have to run to overcome, insistant permissive wait.
Witches 03:39
Untaken forgiveness, a faith so repressed. When the light is gone, let me be undone.
The coldness of those days still coming my way. Patterns of emptiness bringing life to death. Longing to fade into the night to finally be out of sight.
Lo-Fi Love 03:45
Find myself in the house of cold, drown myself in the river of gold. Find myself above and say fuck the world, I'm not in love with your ghost anymore. Nights of violent schemes, unveiled by silent screams, happiness was a promise.
Solid Black 02:13
I remain fearless, I remain hopeless, I remain sleepless, I remain heartless. I will come in solid black. The end isn't on me. The end isn't near me.
Wolves 03:39
Your scars are your pride, for a second you fall apart, and you turn the lights off, it's another day to kill off. Asked for the truth but never faced my darkness, asked for the truth but never saw me break. Avoiding yourself for too many days, losing your sense in too many ways. Your scars are your pride, on the first time you'll cry I will die.
Sadness is mine, darkness is mine, this is a song for you to die. Silence is mine, violence is mine, this is a song for you to die.
Veils 02:17
Something left to learn, a trust still to burn. Let me be your sickness, let me be your darkness. The last prayer yet to come, I've left something undone. The lowest patterns of indecision, why won't you take me away from the sun ?


Album, CDr, Handmade edition.
Includes a booklet with lyrics.
12 tracks. 40 minutes.
S/R, 2015.
Edition of 200.

Composed, written & performed by Thomas Bel.
Recorded between August 2012 and October 2015.
Mixed & mastered in November 2015.

Photographs, artwork & layout by Thomas Bel.


released November 30, 2015


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THOMAS BEL Toulouse, France

Sad folk
Dark drone

Releases music on :
Cloud Chamber
Distant Voices
Titania Tapes
Has released music on :
Invisible Birds

Dances with birds at night.
Writes poetry.
Takes blurry photographs.
Shots art films.

Founder & owner of Distant Voices record label.

See also :
Nära Livet
We Are A Ritual
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