Volume I (Leaving the Anthill)

by AntHill

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AntHill - Volume I (Leaving the Anthill) 2010

Released: 31 August 2010

I Chapter - Voluntarily Enslavement
II Chapter - Leaving the Anthill
III Chapter - Fighting the Wind
IV Chapter - Dying Dream
V Chapter - Flying through the clouds
Vomited Hyacinths (First Act of Beauty) (Orgone cover)

Run time: 0:31:13


Line-Up:

Artem Kovalenko - guitar, vocals

Music and lyrics by Artem Kovalenko (2008-2010), except "Vomited Hyacinths(First Act of Beauty)", music by Stephen Jarrett, lyrics by Stephen Jarrett and Christian Senrud (Orgone)

Guitars recorded by Artem Kovalenko
Vocals recorded by Konstantin Stolyarov
Drum & Bass parties by Artem Kovalenko and Andrey Pechatkin
Drum & Bass programming by Konstantin Stolyarov

Mixed by Konstantin Stolyarov
Mastered by Konstantin Stolyarov

Front cover artwork by Gopher
Back cover artwork by Inatas_Eva, Gopher, Sandira
Logo by Artem Kovalenko

Thanks for help and support : Konstantin Stolyarov, Gopher, Anna-Mary Larionova, Andrey Pechatkin, Sandira, Inatas_Eva, Sergey Screemer Soloviev, Viktor Zemletrus, Evgeniy Karamushko, parents, bands : Boroda Ivana, Felching Lesha, Sangfroid.

Current line-up :

Artem Kovalenko - guitar/vocals



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AntHill Kiev, Ukraine

AntHill (One Man Band from Ukraine) was formed by Artem Kovalenko on May 13, 2009 in Odessa. Debut album "Volume I (Leaving the Anthill)" released on August 31, 2010.

EP "Volume II (Passing through the Aircastle)" released on December 1, 2013.

Current lineup :
Artem - guitars, vocals
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Track Name: I Chapter - Voluntarily Enslavement
I Chapter - Voluntarily Enslavement

Perfect life with golden walls
Walls with imperceptible nails
Blood is the only way outside
But the shine of walls and fear are so strong

Invisible cage .. we built it
And we hate it and want to destroy it ,but it’s already too
Late, the mechanism is working
All attempts to stop process lead to violent escape
From the game

Wild beast is scratching
While hunger
Inner force is endless
In the agony
It’s enough to give it
Bone and caress
It kneels down and wait for
Order quietly

Eat this food, go this way
Here the rules, just don’t
Ask…All has been planned for you
You even don’t need to think , just do
What they say

Corpses with threads on their hands
Satisfied people behind the stage are looking for the new sacrifice

Artificial feeling of happiness
Deceptive feeling of freedom
People behind the stage are playing chess
Guess , what is our role …

We
Are
Slaves
Of our own

Perfect life with golden walls
Walls with imperceptible nails
Blood is the only way outside
But the shine of walls and fear are so strong
Track Name: II Chapter - Leaving the Anthill
II Chapter - Leaving the Anthill

Watch! this endless war and reconstruction
Die for the unique algorithm of
Imposters
Choose! One of two plots,one of two stories
You think that you're an author,but you're reader
The end is known

There is the other way,the other script
Through spears and stones,in solitude
Your eyes are pricked out
Take a stick
And find the exit from AntHill

Your eyes are pricked out
Take a stick
And find the exit from AntHill

This is a prison break
Take only that you really need

Thousand ways,no matter which you will choose
The main thing is to find appointment and not to lose

This way is thorny
And bleary
This way is full of walls
Created in our heads

This is a prison break
Take only that you really need

There is the other way,the other script
Through spears and stones,in solitude
Your eyes are pricked out
Take a stick
And find the exit from AntHill

This is a prison break
Take only that you really need

This way is thorny
And bleary
This way is full of walls
Created in our heads
This way is thorny
This way is full of
Walls

Look around,what do you see?
These paper walls can't hold you back
You want to run
So take your scissors and
Cut

Forget this world of illusions
One life,one attempt,understand. Understand
The aim is to leave the AntHill
Track Name: III Chapter - Fighting the Wind
III Chapter - Fighting the Wind

Wind
Can knock you down
Powerful flows
Blow from
Different sides
The route's unclear

Every step is pain and weariness
Every step is testing the strength of desire

Every step
Is testing
Strength of

Wish to turn other way
And let the wind blow on your back
It's easy to stay
Ignoring air hands on the neck

Strong hands enlace a neck
The feather tickles a mind
Then turns and makes
Injection

Headache
Panic
Fatigue
Crushing
Clarity
Too late
Too strong
The wind
Carries leaves away

Knees are bending and starting up roots in the ground, hands are turning into the dried up branches, which can be broken from the wind strength, being forcedly extended along a trunk

Strong hands enlace a neck
The feather tickles a mind
Then turns and makes
Injection

Headache
Panic
Fatigue
Crushing
Clarity
Too late
Too strong
The wind
Carries leaves away

Away

One more lonely tree
Got stuck in the middle of the way
Between the darkness and the light
Which could not see dawn beams of the desired sun
Track Name: V Chapter - Flying through the clouds
V Chapter - Flying through the clouds



Perennial winter, that is wrapped by the dense clouds, which don't allow any ray of light to open the way, has torn off all the leaves and has stopped the circulation of sap in the stale trunk of the lonely tree. Suddenly one of the rays breaks into the grey pall that surrounds dead wooden bones and while cutting a smoke, starts spreading throughout the tree. Sap starts to fill stale veins and restores the breath. Dehydrated roots break free from the underground. A tenacious soil can't prevent the transformation. A mutilated creature tries to get up.
Bitten by ants the atrophied feet are still burdened by debris of the roots instead of fingers, which dig into unsteady ground and hardly comes off it, leaving behind itself a footprint from bloody sawdust. Being doubled up, a humanoid with a head of the ant creeps upwards to the top of the hill about which he has been dreaming during the long years of imprisonment in the wooden body. Dragging it along the ground, the creature abrades wooden rests, denuding a sensitive skin. Upwards! By the end of everything, to the finish of prolonged way, to the most distant from the anthill point. Thither, where suffering from the pain after mutations comes to the end. Thither, where fall will be both rise and reward.
At last, here is a top. Below is abhorrence, behind is a life, ahead is the death, inside is satisfaction and bliss. At the moment of the jump, the skin on the back burst and lily-white wings, which were stained with blood, cut through it. They lifted in the air the humanoid with a head of the ant, who indulged in free falling, who thanked for generous reward and flew away more higher through the clouds.