Germinal

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OPERATORS An incredibly creative and versatile sound, yet Minerva never loses focus in their amazing compositions. To top things off, this quirky mix of Progressive Rock, Art Rock and Heavy Rock also features one of the finest voices in underground rock by Enrico Semmler - highly recommended! Favorite track: Before I Lost My Fight And Sight.
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Enrico Semler: Bass, Vocals
Jan Waterstadt: Guitar, Background-Vocals
Benjamin Ihnow: Saxophone, spoken words parts
Martin Mann: Drums, Background Vocals

Artwork by Marie Busse
recorded and mixed with Charlie Paschen (Charlie's Studio)
mastered by Ralf Liebchen (lovelyrecords)

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released October 25, 2013

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Track Name: A Child Was Born In Spring
A Child was born in the middle of spring
Born to pay the dead through duty
Never will come to rest
Day and night in bed
Born to pay the dead through duty

Victim of his birth
Hard times ahead
Born to pay the dead through duty
From now on you’re indebted to a man you don’t know
Born to pay the dead through duty
Track Name: Before I Lost My Fight And Sight
Feeding howling embers,
Bleeding clouds into the sky,
Overlaying every sunray,
Aiming for my tears, to let them dry

The Moon is glimmering in red
Pitying the mad
If you die in this night
Would it be worth the daily fight?

Feeding howling embers,
Dying clouds into the sky,
Overlaying every sunray,
Aiming for my tears, to let them dry

Again I smell the toxic steam
Is it real or do I dream?
The last I saw was stunning white
Before I‘ve lost my fight and sight

Mein Herz soll ein Motor sein?
Was treibt er an?
Was nützt mein Herz,
mein Wille hält nicht an

Das falsche Gewand für den kleinen Mann
Ein Stein steckt im Getriebe
Was hilft mein Antrieb, was ist daran
Wenn ich nichts damit bewegen kann?
Mein Fehler ist meine Devise

Mein Herz soll ein Motor sein doch
Was treibt er an?
Was nützt mein Wille,
mein Herz hält nicht an

The moon is turning back to white
A clear state of mind

The moon is turning back to white
Regrets sunlight
The daily fight
Track Name: Der Glaeserne Kaefig
In dem gläsernen Käfig, tief in der See
Dort wohne ich einsam, einsam und still

Nur kleines Getier aus der Ferne schaut
So scheu, so achtsam, weil der Käfig sie graut

Massen von Wasser der Meere mir wogen
Über dem Kopf die Kraft entzogen

Das ewige Blau, es macht mich so müde und elendig trunken
Dringt in mich ein, auf ewig versunken

In wachen Momenten finde ich Ruh, vielleicht etwas Glück
Doch dann bringt mich die nächste Welle zurück

Im gläsernen Käfig, tief in der See
Dort wohne ich einsam, einsam und still

Der Käfig jedoch, im schlimmsten Moment
Ist meine Fiktion, sich als solche bekennt
Beginnt zu zerfließen, Hoffnung erscheint
Ich löse mich auf
Mit dem Meer vereint
Track Name: All I've Done
All I’ve done is fed my madness
Now my weakness turns to brightness
All I’ve done is fed my madness
Before my head will burn I’m gonna…

As the melting steel
Through the tubes and the crucibles
My will squeezes
through my veins and my brain

Like a sprouting seed
Growing and growing
It breaks through my shackles of steel

Like a sprouting seed
Growing and growing
It breaks through my shackles of steel

Defying the fire, the steam and the dirt
He tugs and he torments, but he cannot hurt
The devil inside of those hammers and wedges
He’s pushing my far to my outermost edges

All I’ve done is fed my madness
Now my weakness turns to brightness
All I’ve done is fed my madness
Before my head will burn I’m gonna…

Flee!

Like a sprouting seed
Growing and growing
It breaks through my shackles of steel
Like a sprouting seed
Growing and growing
It breaks my shackles of steel


Klick klack, klick klack
Dein Leben ist ein Metronom
Schwimmst zwischen Arbeit und Leid
Hier im Mittelpunkt der Grausamkeit

Zisch der warme Dampf durch die Straßen
Ein schleierndes Phantom
Viele wie du werden bedeckt
vom schwarzen Rauch der Fabrik

Sie atmen weiter, atmen tief
Im Gleichschritt wird marschiert
Klick klack, klick klack

Maschinen im Takt

Herzen gefüllt mit Monotonie
Wo sind wir geblieben, wo?

Denn kein Farbspiel lässt erklingen
die gut’ alt’ Sonn’
Die Hoffnung auf Liebe und Freud’ schon längst zerronnen

Zerronnen aber nur in des Menschen engstirnigen Verstand
Der, der sich noch selbst erkennt,
dem sei die Freiheit gelegen
in seine eigene Hand

Klick klack,
dein Leben ist ein Metronom
Track Name: Hastily
My feed seep away
in that bog underneath them
But my spirit pulls me out
Mindchangers out of steel
whispering around my ears
But my spirit pulls me out

Now I understand, now I know what it is

Their dogs whip my engine
with there yapping tongues
But my spirit pulls me out
Now the thought alone,
makes their teeth tearing my in half
My spirit pulls me out

Now I understand, now I know what it is

Keeper of my feelings
Give me your feathers so I can flee
Keeper of my senses
Show me the way and blind me from the impending doom
Goddess!
Who let me see
Lift me up out of the devils halls
Goddess!
Who let me say
Lift me up out of the devils halls

So I can resolve

The thieves of my will,
They will come make me ill
But my spirit cure me faster

My wounds the will bleed oil,
While my head keeps boiling
But my spirit cure me faster

Now I understand, now I know what it is

Mindchangers out of steel
whispering around my ears
but my spirit pulls me out

Now I understand, now I know what it is

Lift me up out of the devils halls

So I can resolve

Don’t look back
Don’t look back
The devils eyes pierce my brain
The devils eyes they pierce my brain
Track Name: Schicht im Schacht
The olden days are gone
I found my way trough the grid
The dirt that I spit is like
My past grief in deep dun

Ancient drive remains
Pure air is filling my lungs
So I’ve become
A debtor without guilts

Get back, get back
To what I once was
Got back, on track
With rooting myself...
Into the sky

I come out of the depth of the ground
Into the uppermost soil
Where the rubble is loose enough, oh
Where I hope I stand tall

Once more I taste the ashes and dust
Sticking on my tongue
Once more I see that grey, grey veil
Cannot resist the sun
All the nonsense I had to obey
Slaving away was my fate
Once more I feel that falling weight
Knocked off by each step I make