• sadece ilk $arkısını bir kere dinlemiş ve sevmiş biri olarak aldığım ve tam anlamıyla büyülendiğim mükemmel bir albüm.
  • dehşet bir albüm, dehşet bir parçadır... en az mourning the death of aase** kadar vurur adamı... kesinlikle dinlenmesi gereken bir albüm bence...
  • şarkının bestecisi olan jan transit'in parçayı yazdıktan sonra anlamını bilmeden aklında belirivermiş ve bu şaheser şarkıya kimlik olmuş sözcük. latincede "bütünlük" anlamına geldiği ise sonradan öğrenilmiştir.
  • "i have gathered bricks throughout a lifetime
    to build a house where i will live
    the door is where i write these words
    the window, where i forgive
    restlessly, i searched the hallway
    for the truth of yesterday
    but changes cast their ugly shadows
    the basement is their host today"

    demişler omnio-post ta

    yağmurlu bir günde dinlenmesi halinde uçurumun eşiğine sürükleyebilecek, olabildiğine, alabildiğine melankolik bi albüm
  • bu gözlerin, bu soğuk mavi gözlerin arkasına mı saklanıyorsun..
    diye başlayan şarkı.
  • namını yıllar önce duyduğum ama dinlemesinin bu geceye rastgeldiği dehşet albüm. albüm hakkındaki en samimi yorum kesinlikle çok orjinal bir albüm olduğudur.
  • ilk şarkıların vasat kaldığı, albüme adını veren omnio üçlemesinin ise bir şaheser olduğu albüm
  • kolay ulasim saglamasi acisindan link'leyelim. soyle seyler vardir efendim bu albumde:
    - 299.796 km/s
    - i am your flesh
    - kairos!
    - weeping willow
    - omnio ( pre - bardo - post)
  • omnio? - pre

    these eyes, do you hide behind these
    cold blue eyes?
    i know i want to know
    the light, driven by the pale blue skies
    i go where to go
    despised, and driven by
    these echoed eyes
    i know where to go
    a sign, written by
    these tear stained eyes
    i go do go

    blurred were my eyelines, hindering...
    -to touch omnio
    so let me belong, eat me raw,
    stick me empty
    with your hungry claws-bring me light
    can you feel the tension?
    set me free from this sleep,
    leave me be to
    judge my own creation-bring me love
    and as i burned my fragile skin
    -touched omnio

    all this can not go on anymore,
    these thorns
    they tear me to pieces
    the sign is given your sign is given
    i am illusioned

    feed my lust and hunger-my addiction
    the thought of a
    naked appearance facing
    the rest of the world, left me in
    chaos-a prey without a common address
    drowning in salt water- can do
    nothing at all
    i am left here begging for mercy...

    in this room; when i found images of
    poetry; i lost my deed, my shelter and
    my pain did they leave you
    unstained?

    you may swallow all my precious lies
    you may stay and you may follow me
    further down the thin and
    crumbling line
    i bleed for my loss and hunger
    -my addiction
    though the thought of a
    naked appearance
    leave in me the wonders and words
    can burdens relieve me from slumber
    in unpleasant worlds?
    can the essence of bone regard me
    re-birth?

    omnio? - bardo

    omnio? - post

    these eyes, did i die behind these
    cold blue eyes? did i know
    where to go?
    this light, eclipsed in a worn disguise
    did glow even though my cries were
    driven by
    those echoed lies no where to roam
    open my eyes, enlightened
    the child that
    whispered bardo omnio

    let me belong, eat my raw,
    stick me empty with
    your hungry claws-bring me light
    can you feel the tension burning?
    the soundtrack of our lives,
    on an early april morning,
    may be able to re-define
    the standards of this restless emptiness...

    carved out of velvet, draped in truth
    -to reach omnio
    let me be strong, let me
    draw all the lines
    that fall upon the floor-bring me life
    let me feel electric tension
    i am greater, taller and a thousand times
    smaller
    from a ghost that told you where to go
    to a piece of flesh that need to know
    and as i turned my fragile skin
    -i reached omnio

    i have gathered bricks throughout a
    lifetime
    to build a house where i will live
    the door is where i write these words
    -the window where i forgive
    restlessly i searched the hallway
    for the truth of yesterday
    but changes cast their ugly shadows
    -the basement is there host today

    is this the omnio
    i have been searching for?
  • dinledikçe anlaşılan ve sevilen, çok farklı bir albüm.
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