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NELLA FOSSA is the song about zombies that can not miss in our every release. An episode of the TV series "The Walking Dead" has given visual consistency to an idea that I had in mind for a while: in the Apocalypse Z a community of living has separated its own world from the dead’s one with a deep trench. In this ditch the dead fall and are trapped in. The village inhabited by the living is literally defined by an enclosure of screaming and ravenous dead. The idea of a ditch as a border is perfectly linked to the founding myth of Ancient Rome: two brothers marked with the sword an impassable border: a furrow in the earth. And even more: in Ancient Rome there was a rite of passage to adulthood: after that day the boy became a man. In this Village, in order to belong to the community of the living, you have to descend into the pit with the dead. The ditch is divided into sectors by bulkheads to make the number of zombies manageable. One sector after another, from dawn to dusk. You have to stand. This is another way to explain the cycle of reincarnations that the gods use to make their essence perfect. It will be refined and distilled in purity, or remain rotting among the sudras.
lyrics
il sole sorge su boschi e colline l’oscura notte si ritira
ma il confine tra i morti e i vivi rimane oscuro
a me oggi le lame
lame!
e lo sguardo di mio padre
tra pareti di nera terra io discendo nudo
in questa trincea per combattere la mia guerra
guerra!
e già si levano le paratie e già li vedo arrivare
nella
nella fossa
nella fossa con i morti
nella
nella fossa
nella fossa con i morti
si decide la mia parte
hanno il volto di persone che conosci
ma negli occhi
negli occhi qualcosa
qualcosa di mai visto
una nuova Fame
tenace e impavida
muove le ossa putride dei morti
Fame!
nel ventre la fame brama
avanzano rottami di uomini marci
bramano le mie carni
la loro mente è a brandelli
ma la loro Volontà è salda
nel ventre urla la fame: la brama
delle mie carni avranno acciaio
tra pareti di nera terra le mie lame danzano
in questa trincea io già vinco la mia guerra
Guerra!
corpi immoti sono ora
anime che l’acciaio nelle mie mani
ha reso quiete
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