Anders Enger Jensen's video: Silverimage - Masquerade

Kristine and I sat down in the studio a while back, and was waiting for Gina to send us some new lyrics. While we waited, I played a little snipped I had made last year and with some very old lyrics we made back in 2006, this song came to life. The basic structure and recording took us about half a day to finish, and a few days' work of fine tuning the recorded vocals, adjusting the backing, adding some nice guitars from Håvard Caspersen. And the results hopefully speaks for itself. Enjoy! :) Link to version without text: https://youtu.be/Dr-X11W8UOo BandCamp: https://eoxstudios.bandcamp.com/album/masquerade SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/eox-studios/masquerade Lyrics: Gina Evjen, Kristine Frøberg Vocals: Kristine Frøberg Music: Anders Enger Jensen, Kristine Frøberg Guitars: Håvard Caspersen Arrangement, recording, mixing, mastering: Anders Enger Jensen Verse 1: Don’t spill out the words I’ve spoken, keep them hidden well. Make them flourish in your verbal garden. Verse 2: Hold your breath, it’s still too early. Don’t disclose yourself. Mystic stranger sweet seduce my open ears. Bridge: Let go off your mask. Let them see your face. Silver silent lovers’ language reveals itself. Verse 3: Use reflections of your feelings. Build the letters’ sense. See how easy verbal pictures coming through to you. Chorus: To all silver silent lovers: Language hides behind the shade. Let your lips confess, it’s a metaphoric masquerade! Souly flavoured, sweetly darling. All of the words that we played. In the poem’s frame, we made the merry masquerade! Verse 4: Don’t spill out the words I’ve spoken, keep them hidden well. Make them flourish in your verbal garden. Counter Point: Let my words undress your eyes. I will show you in disquise. Collect my purple poems too, and drape them all around you! Let my words undress your eyes. I will show you in disguise. Collect my purple poems too, bedazzle all of you! Chorus: To all silver silent lovers: Language hides behind the shade. Let your lips confess, it’s a metaphoric masquerade! Souly flavoured, sweetly darling. All of the words that we played. In the poem’s frame, we made the merry masquerade! (Guitar solo) Souly flavoured, sweetly darling. All of the words that we played. In the poem’s frame, we made the merry masquerade! Thanks to all the great Patreons and all you fans out there! :)