KIRLIAN CAMERA "Kryostar" live in Halle/D 2022 (remixed audio)

Kirlian Camera's “Kryostar” live in Halle, DE, 2022 (remixed audio). "We won't stop, even in our concerts, to try sensitizing people about the Julian Assange case. There's much more at stake than a single man's life... press freedom and freedom of expression/information mustn't be affected!" (videorecording: Neo Anderson / Sound: KC lab) Music and lyrics by Elena Alice Fossi & Angelo Bergamini Original studio version included in the album “Hologram Moon” (2018) released by Dependent Records/SPKR (digital edition: https://kirliancamera.bandcamp.com/al... CD + 2CD Artbook + black vinyl editions: https://en.dependent.de/en/Artists/Ki... (colored vinyl soldout) -- Lineup -- Elena Alice Fossi: vocals Angelo Bergamini: electronics Alessandro Comerio: guitar Mia Winter Wallace: bass Sebastian Ludwig: sound contacts: [email protected] [email protected]   / kirliancamera.offficial   https://instagram/kirlian_camera https://kirliancamera.hq LYRICS Lost into a vision like a dizzy morn while I was singing out mysterious words a secret shadow brought memories drawing a rainbow filled with reveries. Slowly an illusion crossed the skyline danced to the rhythm coming from our mind throughout millenniums nothing but spam... moonlight sonata for holograms. My imagination followed common lies denying myself a hell of surprise. Kinda hallucination behind colored drugs in a ghostly flash after party time. And the photo fades out your innocence but you'll never cry till your very time comes. Time to realize you can't see any clues with your eyes otherwise you're a fool. So please give 'em room listen to some cooked news! Blocking out visions of a blurry porn I keep on singing in mysterious worlds a sneering shadow brought memories working a rainbow filled with reveries. Fast an illusion crossed the skyline danced to the rhythm coming from our mind throughout millenniums nothing but scam... moonlight sonata for holograms. All my information followed common lies denying myself a hell of a surprise. Kinda hallucination behind colored drugs in a ghostly crash after party time. And the photo fades out your innocence but you'll never cry till your very time comes. Time to realize you can't see any clues with your eyes otherwise you're a fool. So please give 'em room listen to some cooked news! Wheels of black creation where your sorrow waves on a sharky line running along a grim cliff like a fan does dead to any sense paying for pricy aims and delightful crimes...