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Efrit

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September 20th, 2024
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I was born rubbing the wrong lamp Since day one Éfrit took my hand Teenage depression, black metal and flames In a cloud of cheap hashish Just slice me my friend My blood dripping, dripping, dripping... Éfrit chose me as her son Years have passed Éfrit is still there As the day turns into night I am smoking my brain My soul sinking, sinking, sinking.... Éfrit chose me as her son Down, cast out In the maze of my head Smoking for a way out A way out from myself Éfrit chose me as her son
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We had our first drug experiences as kids with Moroccan Hashish.
Cheap, mixed with weird stuff - the urban legend claims it was tires - it was a way to escape our daily teenage boredom but it could also take you on the worst paranoid trip.

Éfrit is about those days, we used this cunning Arabic demon as a metaphor and it inspired us to write one of our heaviest songs to date:

Éfrit chose us as her sons.

Credits

Written by Seum and Noureddine El Ouarite.
Recorded in February 2024 at the Seum-Cave by Marteau.
Mixed and mastered in May 2024 by Marteau.
Artwork and design by Seum.

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