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Live Series Vol 1 : Chronophobia Tour
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But all has changed
Pain Injection
Chronophobia
Room Eleven
Twins
Room Seven
In the Deepest silence
Like a wicker man that will never burn
Ocean of faces
Strange impulse
But all has changed
In the time it takes a thought to pass by, it was already yesterday. When this phenomenon started, I dismissed it as coincidence or déjà vu, but when the following day approached, I could see that it was the day before yesterday... the same actions replayed by the same people in the same moments as before... Right now, it's the day before yesterday... I don't understand any of it. At one time my life was peaceful, perhaps too peaceful... But all has changed. 
				
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Pain Injection
Somebody please stop or kill me...
I cry my suffering to drown the noise sent out by XY-TÄH and D-ÄN.
The torture of my little brain is starting now to drive me insane. 
				
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Chronophobia
I have to move house soon. The previous occupants will be arriving in January and I only have three weeks left behind me. Did I say I wasn't getting younger? But the people round me were? I should have more of "me" as the days reverse, but I no longer seem in alignment with the time line I once knew. I was never born in the world through which I'm travelling backwards, I'm nothing, a scrap of flesh, haunting this dull past life. I no longer have parents: dead when I wasn't born. The only thing I have of them is a photograph yellowed and faded by who knows what time, with faces blurred into nothingness. A decision! I shall search for my new future by tracing my past! I'm getting colder and colder... But I can find no document, no trace of my life. Not a hint of myself in the archives. For me, existence stopped the day it became the day before. I shall investigate the hospitals in the north of the country. I found this vague instruction on the back of my parents'photograph. Then I can ascertain those died in childbirth on the day I came into being! But for now I need to wait... 
				
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Room Eleven
The hour of my birth approaches: the color scheme in this place makes me bilious. Today it's my birthday. The faces of my mother and my father suddenly become clear on the photograph. Now I know who to look for, I rush through the hospital corridors to find them. Then I hear a scream. A man has just jumped under the wheels of a truck outside. Then I hear "He just couldn't deal with the fact that his wife was dead. You know room 11?" 
				
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Twins
I only have the opportunity to glimpse a stretcher bearing a form covered in a white cloth. At least, it should have been white... Dear god, no... It seems that the walls past which the stretcher was carried became crimson, pouring more agony into this place. "Get out of here!!" It's my father, not dead yet, my mother is already dead. A "nurse" will not let me into room 11. I demand to see the baby. The nurse leaves, and returns with two, one in the crook of each arm. "Which is it?" I cry! The nurse babbles: "She was a very courageous woman but her body simply couldn't cope with giving birth to twins..." "Twins??". 
				
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Room Seven
I can hear myself howl when the window's runges come
(My scream becomes shrill).
Finding my spirit again,
I open my eyes.
Anthea's hand is in mine
(Our pale faces, our mouths big opening...)
I see myself through her.
Terrified, I push back their hands.
(One supervisor comes in and disturbs our affair :
« Did everything do on ? »).
Mugges by these words,
Anthea thrown onto me,
Start to gnaw my shoulder.
My blood's view in her mouth seickens me.
(Pity for her who meets quickly like a prisonner).
Pity for her in her never-ending hand-held folder.
(I can see myself through her...) 
				
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In the Deepest silence
This survivor will stop indeed the infernal programme, brought up in the blackest and deepest silence.
D-ÄN's son will never know life he was made
However (the chain goes on) the chain goes on day after day
During that time, D-ÄN watches over her son called T-ÖN, fed by means of pipes through his body...
T-ÖN grows and learns all day long
...Silence...
Soon D-ÄN's destroyer will be ready to fulfil the final act
T-ÖN grows and learn all day long
While XY-TÄH caries on his work the silent communication gradually take place. 
				
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Like a wicker man that will never burn
As I stared at the babies again, one of them duplicated the subsequential motion of my head and I suddenly found myself, out-of-body, walking in the nameless cold, and blowing winds. Am I dreaming? I stop walking. And kneel, close to... I understand now, it's all coming back to me. And it's my brother who is knelt down at my side, close to the death. I have become. I see my reality. I am submerged in water from the waist down, I had fallen through ice too fragile to bear my weight reforms and I am immobile, trapped like a wicker man that will never burn! Now I remember the exact day when it all started. it was the day I arrived in the north pole to visit my brother, voluntarily hermitted there. I had to walk a long time in the cold to reach him. In fact I never reached him. I didn't have time to see him try to extricate my imprisoned body from the ice. But I do Know he let death come to him too, by my side. Now we'll never be alone. Forever... 
				
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Ocean of faces
How will she stop this stream ?
How can she do it ?
An infant must stop D-AN's programme.
So « she » has to spare one.
The streams of scribs is stopped.
XY-TÄH stops his everlasting criminal but unconscious gesture...
Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces Faces 
				
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Strange impulse
The cold has become my friend, recognizing me every time we meet, despite the fact that for years I never visited! Today I feel a presence close to me, each day on, I feel it more and more... Woken one night by a strange impulse, I made up my mind to confront the cold once more, to quest for something as yet intangible! After many hours of struggle, I struggle, I suddenly espy a shadow, ensconced within the ice, partly jutting out like a tree branch, erect and unmoving. As I move closer, I see the wood take human shape. I have reached my destination. I attempted to drag out my brother's corpse, imprisoned in the world of ice. The ice clasped him fast around his pelvis, I could not free him. I do not know whether I laughed or cried. Then, so fast I hardly knew, I was asleep at his side... Forever. 
				
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