Leak of Noise

by Dieaway

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Harry Harrison Dieaway is hard rocking Grunge in a Stoner Rock sort of a way. Or maybe it’s Alt Rock with red desert dropped undertones. Whatever it is, it’s highly addictive. Talented musicians at the top of their game; these guys will not disappoint fans of Sound Garden’s “Down on the Upside” / “Animal Kingdom” years. The singer’s voice even has the same timber as Chris Cornell’s. Brilliant stuff from Spain’s center. Favorite track: Cracks in the Sky (part 1).
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1.
Give the sound to burn, take it from your head. Glassy walls to bend, shut a vacuum place. Waves turned into spiral forms connected to my brain. And it flows... my inner ear. Emitting away what I embrace, shouting the cause of your blaze. Hammering me for the game, and you will force me to rage. Take this nerve of mine, spread its gloomy grains. And bleed the esence of its mind through the wavy drain. And it expands... staying clear. Emitting away what we embrace, screaming out loud for your case. Beating the anvil in flames, you will show me your face. You're looking for what I used to catch in my own side.
2.
Floydian Eye 04:24
Keeping and blowing what I catched with my arm, moving, a sound changes the rock I am. The vibrations that are captured in my net flew inside me until they blocked my eyes. Here I'm waiting to fill my own life. I'm steering suspended in the... ...rounded environment, it's the ground I cannot see but hearing, the colors I believe in isolation. A guardian in a trench just take a ride keeping the sounds that blowed my eyes... ... blowed my eyes. Here I'm waiting to fill my own life, I'm steering suspended in this... ground.
3.
Wait for the waves that were created in water Cracks that are totally full of noises. Leakages of sounds drawing expanding circles. If I hear you laugh, what comes to me is a leak of noise. I know you have blowed a whisper in silence that travels long distances before dying away. Soul wounds traced by breathing noises. If I hear you sing, it becomes only a spill in my head. A little meaning tattooed in your dress. "Hear the little sounds, feel the dirty screams and you could see me fly".
4.
It's gonna be something queer, an advanced pleasure that lifts my head. They were on fire in a wonderful dream. I found my soul inside at least today. I want to get out of your labyrinth and paint a road for you while I cross it. I'm going to bring you the wind to dry your tears before you cry and feel. Then I could reach the cracks in the sky and see life from far away, feel hurt as love that could die. Maybe I had a bad day. Memory beats again, it goes into a fight against my blame. Death sees life between its hands and my soul rolls towards a smiling face. Then I could reach the highest cracks in the sky and see life from far away, feel hurt as love that could die. Maybe I had a bad day.
5.
Stains 05:56
With eyes of lust I'm looking for some starving visions about my land. Surrounded howlings within the tail ends, just to become your colored lens. What I see in you is what I feel, but what I feel in me is what I give to you. Thru veiled trails within the red clouds pretending to slowly cauterize my stains. What I hear from you is what I dream, but what I live inside you is what is killing me. Just to become evererything. Take a sound into the dream, ... into your head, ... take it with your breath and make it real. I've got it.... they've got it... eroding my stains.
6.
Eroded 06:04
Looking back to stand still, time is killing me... in a sweet and peaceful cove. I have a vision very close, it was a part of me... dreams eroded by stupid sins. Lost the time and lost the love, till the day and night are done, while the world goes on its ride, we will think that we are one. And we don't own our minds 'cause we know everything and we leave it behind. We're gonna be alright, and we'll give half the prize and leave it inside. We are curls rolling on rough stones. Where I was born to resist, time is all I feel... all I want and I believe. There will not be a mortal being to make it disappear... It's the persistence of memory. Lost the time and lost the love, till the day and night are done, while the ant travels a mile, our dance is to go alone. We are curls rolling on rough stones. And we are going on by means of a strict clock.
7.
No Feeling 03:48
Rare the emotions and feelings that are not hunted by stolen words. Hard like saying I don't have a mind. Hard like climbing walls. After you were singing... after the last time. You won't come for me and you won't take my little time like a breath of a god. Untrue the mask formed by clumsy worlds and by all my sins. After you would be lying... after the first time. Little time... my first time. You won't come for me and you won't take my little time... my first time like a breath of a god.
8.
Hey, someday you will see that I show what I feel, I only express myself loud so you can think about it. But now I can't remember. The words I say and I don't overdress, I don't conceal. Mine is like a game of chess where I ate the queen. But now I can't remember. But now I can't remember. And now you give me anger. But now I can't remember.
9.
Without Face 04:49
Scalds created by a trace, cracks in a dry skin, but too down to hold them with your hand, plenty of grooves to drain. Heat that burns your face, erasing uncovered deeds, too long too much time for you, too much pain in dreams. Hold on... Hold on... Grow on a world without a face.
10.
Crowds 03:46
Woke up, depressed, alone in my head. Lost child, insane, still in fear. They want to shake me down. You've got a mind that they want to drown. You guard a lie and they want it. You hide a crime that is so unkind. It's your mind they want. Can you be saved by an unknown hand? Loud love and free birds, there's no song and crowds are blind. They want what they found. You've got a mind that they want to drown. You guard a lie and they want it. You hide a crime that is so unkind. It's your mind, they want it.
11.
Dropped 05:10
Eyes that are looking over the garden will be dividing the stones that are under a piece of eternity. Here I am, I've been drowned to act like a passive son. Son of this garden that has been dropped. ... where I am the king... alone. I made these marks beyond the cage... marks that will be erased someday... I looked around again... and escaped flying... to the sun.
12.
Seven Gates 02:27
Readable letters, shadows with trees. No looks, no, never, to watch me go free. Believe in excess to open my mind, with 7 gates at least 'round wasted times. Down, the ways of sound... go down. Ways of sound... to run. There are no laments behind a scream, but the cold silence is loud and clear. There is no exercise to learn to live like John Scofield notes grooving in the wind. Down, the ways of sound... go down. Ways of sound... to run. Readable letters, shadows with trees. No looks, no, never, to see I'm free. Believe in excess opening dreams, with 7 gates at least 'round everything. Down, the ways of sound... go down. Ways of sound... to run.
13.
Die Away 07:11
I'm screaming and nobody hears me, I leave alone to the nothing land... the valley of silence. Keep the same all along while my bones are stolen. And I'll pray there that I won't die away. No sobs I could hear, Skin with deep wounds that will not heal. I'm crawling and nobody helps me, and rocks don't let me see the sun... and the hunter aiming at me. The bullet which pierced my skin, it's when time stops and the wait begins. And I'll pray there that I won't die away. No sobs I could hear, Skins with deep wounds that will not heal. I'm dying away... someday I'll pray my way... my own way.
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Instrumental track
15.
Inside Me 07:16
Mine are the clouds and... mine is the sweet melody. Mine are the tiny steps... and mine is the stone, the paved heat, The presence of an old blues song, distant sounds full of soul. And I see my doubtful luck destroying what already I broke. Mine are the clouds of glass... mine is the unreal peace. Mine are the hidden doors in black... and mine is the stolen dream, The presence of talented works joining visions of the world. And I see my doubtful luck destroying what already I broke. I smile at your silence, It's ironic. Inside me... inside me... always higher... or maybe down. I will live with you or with your silence. I will cry for you but inside me. I will be with you... always higher. I smile at your silence, It's ironic. Inside me... inside me... always higher... inside me.

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released November 17, 2012

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Dieaway Madrid, Spain

Alternative Metal, Grunge and Stoner Rock with progressive touches and unusual time signatures. First album 'Leak of Noise' was released in 2012, available in digital and CD. Second album 'Light Echoes' was released in 2019.

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