The Hours

by All My Faith Lost ...

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Romantic, melancholic, seductive. Acoustic, ethereal, lush. Sensual, beautiful and stirring. All are good words to describe The Hours' passionate search through the soul, an album inspired by the lifes and books of great authors. The Italian due of Viola and Federico create graceful and elegant music for fans of Dark Folk and Ethereal soundscapes. All My Faith Lost's second album quickly follows their 2005 debut on Cold Meat Industry. The album is slow and tranquil, featuring male and female vocals which serve as instruments contributing to the soundscape of acoustic guitar, flute, piano, violin, and cello. All My Faith Lost... unlock a beautifully tender and delicate world, a view into the soul of delicate seduction.

"Federico and Viola, who are both responsible for the lyrical content, also share the lead vocal duties. The vocals are used like instruments, in that they are whispered and subdued, so that the narrative becomes secondary to the texture and tone. The synths are used to fill out the overall sound, but the acoustic guitar, flute, piano, violin, and viola are the true driving forces. This CD is for times of solitude and quiet introspection that will take you far away from the madding crowd." VIRUS MAGAZINE

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released September 1, 2007

Music and Lyrics: all my faith lost ...
Viola Roccagli: lyrics, vocals, piano, sinth
Federico Salvador: lyrics, vocals, guitars, toy ukulele, sinth, samples

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Angelo Roccagli: Vocals on Absence
Fabio Polo: Violin on Notti Bianche, Presagio Triste, Absence, House Of Incest, An Early Fright and Luminal
Martina Bertoni: Cello on Notti Bianche, House Of Incest, And Early Fright and Luminal

Composed, recorded and mixed by all my faith lost ... in Valvasone, during 2006
Mastered by Peter Andersson
(c) & (p) Federico Salvador 2006 SIAE

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Track Name: angelike
I dreamed to be an angel
now I fall with torn and broken wings lacerated
by the failure of my dreams
Track Name: notti bianche
silent I’ve been for all these years
no one to speak with, no one to see
I live into illusions, I live only in dreams
lonely I’ve been for all these years

lightly your tears have broken my dreams
lightly your hands gave light to my life

but lighltly your tears have broken my dreams
a night for illusions, a night for your fears
close to my heart just for a second
close to my heart then fallen apart

lightly your tears have broken my dreams
lightly your hands gave light to my life
Track Name: the waves
now it starts all again
this suffering, this pain
I’m loosing power over words
all my thoughts are becoming frail
I’m loosing strenght from my veins
I see the world through water veils

I feel I’m going under
the sound of waves is no longer
ending this decay (slowly) flowing away

all your love so many times
held me here by your side
your hands, your eyes for all these days
a warm embrace whenever I cried

crystal winged words falling dead
collapsing the sense of whatever I said

“I don’t think two people could have been
happier than we have been”
Track Name: ocean sea
earth and water unify
destinies meet and entwine
a woman, of melancholy fair
a girl, of white pain frail
empty canvas of never ending waves
erasing signs, erasing lives

time is silk here, passing time
as everything is vanishing in silence

write on water, words drowning
in a thousand oceans
words from letters to no one
words of tales from the sea
words are falling, disappearing
only one remains

the sea . . .
Track Name: presagio triste
all my lost memories are here
inside empty houses, on hidden tears
I could not see another face for you
I could not feel another love for you

so many years slept inside of me
I could not know who who you could be
precious fragments fall from your eyes
now I remember that day, that sad presage

if you could only understand my tears
look deep inside my eyes and see all my fears ...
Track Name: house of incest
sea veils upon my eyes
(I’m) floating and swaying, inside water dreams
hearing soundless sea’s lullabies

silent voices carried by the streams

all this sea over me
all these dreams inside of me

silent voices carried by the streams

I’m moving on you, over your flesh
lightly caressed by the flow
absorbed and lost ...
entering the voicelessness of the dream
Track Name: absence
I’ve never thought about this loneliness
never thought about these empty rooms
my days should have ceased before yours
I was not prepared for all this emptiness

everything was like I should miss before you
everything was like I should be part of the absence,
the absence that now fills every hour

old and exhausted with no breath
no one listens my silence
but all is vane, all is useless
it’s only me waiting for deat
Track Name: ivory
one by one my istants
the heart bleeds

the heart falls drop by drop
then sometimes cries

no sound, vague impressions
of space length, time

your ivory face, your ivory white face
your lips, very soflty
all eyes
and then, again. Then, again we leave
hand in hand

no one can hear me
I could suffocate
Track Name: an early fright
I awake in the night
no fright, no fear
no ghost is here

silent is my cry
then I see her face
solemn in it’s grace

on her knees, by my bed
her hands, light, on me
she lays down, with me

I fall asleep, again
and I awake, again
on my breast, the pain
Track Name: luminal
when there's no unconsciousness
when there are no faeryhair faeries
my romantic violence wants me frail
sadness can become light perversion
only dazzling fire that burns in stakes
lighting unquiet born souls
(needing dark rest)
the damned passions
all the blood that runs in
all the time that is given
making us invisible to the eyes
the sky is darkening before of a real sunset
we are shadows, look at us with anger
because we have no more heart
inside, eternal sleeps, we fly immortal

now our screams are nothing but a sing

there are words that do not need voice, though
mute they scream
Track Name: amado mio
sfiorarsi di pelle, di candore
questo silenzio è già dolore
violenza d’istinti, desiderio
morir dei peccati, morire mio

osare di gesti di premure
bianche di luna le mie paure
son lacrime lievi nell’acqua dei fossi