The Speech

by Castle Ruins

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Colin Manierka - Vocals
Guillaume Sajus - Drums
Maxime Coste - Guitars, backing vocals

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released December 1, 2016

All songs written and composed by Castle Ruins
Recorded fall of 2016 by Maxime Coste at Le Fridge and Ici ou Ailleurs, Bordeaux
Mixed by Maxime Coste at home, Bordeaux
Mastered by Laurent Brunel in Bordeaux

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Castle Ruins Bordeaux, France

Born from a need for urgent and in your face modern Punk with deep roots in 90's Post-Hardcore, three guys (guitar, drums, vocals) deliver energy driven and moderately distorted songs about lost love and an almost buried Western society.

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Track Name: Girls Names
GIRLS NAMES Sunrise, sunset, the curse we get For trying living down here Soft skin, blue eyes. You’re just a chasm that fills my mind Forgive me if I forget your names Speak and spell, everything sounds the same You’re just a chasm Forgive me if I forget your names Speak and spell, everything sounds the same Dead worn out, each place looks this way every day, being here become pointless (cause) You’re just a chasm Forgive me if I forget your names Speak and spell, everything sounds the same you are the same Dead worn out, each place looks this way every day, being here become pointless (cause) You’re just a chasm (that fills my mind)
Track Name: The Speech
The Speech

there's no city big enough to contain these throbbing hearts
it runs out from every hole in the walls
millions of bodies running, falling and crouching making impossible choices murders by thought
everyone seems to have something to say
everyone seems to heve something to do
Your voice are monsters Your voice are monsters
your voices share in the breach your noise is killing the speech
Even the kind ones are creeping in the blank mass blind, deaf but spitting knives yes, always spitting knives
Following the one who will speak the loudest speak the dumbest the roaring majority
we who are the silent few we're prisonners of view we who are the silent few we're prisonners of your view
your voices share in the breach noise is killing the speech your voices share in the breach noise is killing the speech the speech the speech the speech