Описание
Lacrim Hezar is a 20 years old boy from Krasnodar,Russia.
The original person is mainly closed in the private world. Nobody knows the true essence of this person. Besides strangeness, Lacrim it is filled by creativity. This is simply pulled out from being embodied in music, photos, modeling clothes, toys and elements of a decor...
Lacrim is very strange, mysterious and interesting. Not many people get the chance to know him close.
Band Lacrim Hezar is engaged in recording and promotion of young collectives not having the equipment of professional quality. They render services of professional mastering and data, record of a vocal and the subsequent processing of a sound.
Now already many young talents have entered the name at their studio and have let out albums on their internet label.
They are always glad to assist growing up talents, join them and to you will appear the chance of gaining popularity.
Musical project Lacrim Hezar is based in 2006.
Lacrim Hezar the independent musical project creating music in different styles and moods. Lacrim Hezar constantly changes style of the sound, each new album is a drink of the fresh air, each concert is return of energy spent at record.
We don't consider it necessary to adhere to style frameworks, we never cease to experiment, each song will be individual! Constant change of style is progress! We don't stand on a place and we don't seek behind a fashion, we go aside the road!
PROLOG:
Every day of my life is filled with pain,
I don’t try to stop the poison I just let it rain
This hell will still there stand,
Though I want it soon to end but there’s no past left to spend.
Every second of my life I now regret,
I Wish I could escape and a break to get
This hell will still there stand,
My freedom must now end.
With every second we just bear more pain,
Eat our conscience and let the poison flow.
A crazy wish conquers blindly my brain,
Get out in the ice and start freezing slow.
I wanna run out of my mind, right now forget,
But I still look back -we still there stand.
We storm out our souls - take no regret,
We show our broken dreams which never end.
I see our own walls fall to our feet,
The ones we so hark worked on,
I cry out my nerves but still stay fit,
We make connections gone.
We make connections gone.
The channel of connection with my brain is dead,
But I still go ahead, I still go ahead.
Thoughts about you were the last I had.
My attention by your sweet smile was taken,
The only reason in my life I was mistaken.
(Autor: Lacrim Hezar | Translate: Edri Ekmekciu)
