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Minor

by Ars Pro Vita

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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs)
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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) Musically, "Minor" is a very harmonic neo-prog album, clearly inspired by "Genesis" & Co., and a great pleasure to listen to. The lyrics tell a quite ambitious story about the horrific nature of slavery, which is, of course, something of an antagonism to the beautiful music, but in this combination, the music makes this heavily disturbing topic digestable. The personal story of the protagonist named "Minor" doesn't have a happy ending though, and frankly, a nice outcome - however I wished it to happen while listening - would be cheesy in the big picture of the story. This way, this excellent epic leaves a strong message in the end by letting a broken man phrase a final plea for the ultimate human right of freedom. Favorite track: I Just Wanna Go Home.
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1.
Unheard 14:17
i. Home of the Free The night passed tender and fresh And the dawn is waiting for me The sweet smell of morning fills the air I have one more day ahead Onward to the joy In the Home of the Free Life springs in the village To the rhythm of the rising sun My family grows and prospers I have nothing more to ask for Nature is by my side My canoe is ready In the Home of the Free Land of Freedom Free men ii. Minor iii. Abducted I am you You are me This is my story It could be your story too Better not be anyone else’s Listen... Listen to these sounds Alien, unclear Don’t talk to me now Save up your strength Just keep your voice low in the wind This place is not home I can feel it It’s so dark And so cold Stay with me, my friend And when you want to speak up Keep it always… low iv. Silence Is... These are the Sea Raptors I was afraid that one day I would meet They´re spread throughout the oceans Looting lands, enslaving anyone they can And their laws are the lash of their whips They are those wave reapers I’ve heard of them for all my life They say they carry the thunder By the hand to unleash it as they wish And Hell in the belly of their ships We are doomed and derelict They’ve hunted us for centuries Though they have been catching More like us, every day As time goes by The cage gets emptier Fewer like us manage to survive No water No food No rest No chance At all One move I make One word I say They will beat more And more... Nashikh yesidush (Our soul) Stoboyu gospodt (With you, Lord) Nashikh yakospasa (Our salvation) We are doomed and derelict They’ve hunted us for centuries Someone’s torn me out of my world By the force of the gun and the sword I could not save myself Or anyone else Now I can’t make any sound But, for now, my friend You and I Must make a deal Don't talk to me now Just keep your voice low in the wind Keep your voice low in the wind Always... low
2.
Awaken by the whip on my back Pieces of my body spread in the air And the worst of all I see with my very eyes A man who is doing it to me We are given something to eat A mixture of rice, bugs and waste So bad it makes me miss my village And the loving hands of my wife I don’t know where I am I don’t know why this is happening to me I don’t know where I'm going Or if I’m going home someday I’m just sailing a sea of fear Chained to the boat oars I manage to save my strength While others will soon perish Shattered by the exhaustion The sores and the sun When a storm surges in the sky I see how the Sea Raptors Fear for their lives, exactly like me Flesh and bone, body and soul The roaring of the sea is loud and scary As our ship is thrown sideways by a child’s giant invisible hand In our ship One major mast is snapped like a twig And falls on deck killing several men Next to us As if swallowed by a monster’s throat Another ship disappears beneath the gigantic waves Fear pervades our souls Nobody talks, nobody moves For a moment I’m glad that my shackles protect me from falling But then I realize that If the ship sinks, I will sink with it As fast as it began the storm dissipates Small holes in the clouds show glimpses of the sun And hope begins to return to us all But right now, hope is still the least of my priorities I need a plan, a way out! No matter how hard it may seem
3.
Sheep do not complain Sheep do not say no Sheep form a herd Waiting for their fate Day after day Just a herd of sheep A herd of silent sheep I lost count of how many days have passed Since they caged me In this stinking boat, full of fear No one speaks my language All the time I hear strange voices... Crying Whining Praying Dying Everything leads me further away from home Memories lead me farther away from home I’m a frail memory Of the man I was from my past Now I’m coming to think Death could be a sour friend here But these are the news The ship slows down quite suddenly And I gaze at the sun Though it dazzles my eyes Waiting for a miracle I hear... ¨Land ahoy!¨ My chains are broken And now I can walk I need to get to the sand Out of that nasty place And leave the herd of sheep Silent sheep Gotta run to get to the beach Out of this madness And free my soul from this curse And purge my ears Of the moans of the Screaming sheep...
4.
(instrumental)
5.
I miss home My children, my wife, my land I’ve gained new chains I’m whipped all day I weight half of me But I have this dream A dream called Freedom I think of my mother My father, my home, my world In this place Abandoned by hope I stay and wait I devour every crumb of food And I drink every water drop For I know that Freedom comes only this way I feel constantly sick, cravingly homesick This sickness is called Freedom Because here at the gates of Hell We no longer remember What we are I feel constantly ill, an illness of my mind This illness is called Freedom Because here at the edge of Doom We need to remember Who we are
6.
I used to sing along The songs of my tribe Today they scream inside me Rumbling in my lockup Round and round... The echoes fill my head Confusing my senses I need to raise my backbone To run back to my life Then shout out loud... But I’ll scream another day I will scream just to say That my voice is still here And to my land I’ll return One day The rhythm grows in me Pouring from my whole skin When fire is in your soul Screaming is the reason To survive I still got this feeling Sea Raptors are watching I have to keep silent And choose the right time To sing my songs So I’ll scream another day I will scream just to say That my voice is still here And to my land I’ll return One day In these rare moments of solitude When silence is the best companion I often doubt this nightmare might end All the things that support me Hurt me too Memories, phrases, faces Far and away, fading away… I tell you my friend In this endless journey Longing is the love that remains Longing is love Longing… Love…
7.
After a day of work Drinking sand And eating dreams Back to my cage That’s my habit That’s my fate Watched all day Stuck all night No time for anger No time to bleed It’s time to shut off the pain But tonight, another night There will be fun For the Sea Raptors It’s like a game of chance My favorite torturer Will come again for sure He'll bring me a gift ‘Cause in this show I am the star Every lash I count: “One less” Every tear I cry: “One less” Every scar I feel: “One more” Every time I faint: “No more!..." My skin… is torn My blood… is spilled My bone… is crushed My flesh… is ripped My hopes… are lost My joy… is dead All lights… are gone All dreams… undone “I'm done!...” The next morning When I wake up I have no strength My body in a dirty robe I can see myself from far away This time I thought Strange thing is life You have everything Or you have nothing at all May I choose a fate for me? I have to tell you My favorite torturer Things always can change And one way or another You will not beat me again MOTHER: The only thing I can do Since the day you were born Is to love you more And with this love You will outlive that day Your mom and dad FATHER: At first you just seemed to be Just another child to raise But then tears started Coming from my eyes Every time we hugged you Your dad and mom MINOR: It's deeply dolorous To know that Only in my memory They will stay forever Or maybe in my dreams...
8.
i. Vivus (instrumental) ii. Per Aspera ad Astra It took me a while To realize That this was an one-way trip I couldn't accept the idea But with time and distance Tears and longing I began to see the scene Nearer It took me a while To give up on life Getting away from it all Certainly was not the plan But with pain and disdain Suffering and misery I plainly understood My place in the big picture This sickness I carry has a purpose: My absolution iii. Mortuus (instrumental)
9.
I just wanna go home From where I am now This is just a delusion Of a man broken by pain Most of the time I knew I had no chance Caught by someone just like me Treated as nothing As nothing at all For you who know my story I have a request, only one Do not let this happen again To any human being! ‘Cause we can do Much better than this For Freedom is a right Granted at birth Freedom can't be taken Freedom can't be sold Freedom can't be given By no one

about

Minor is a concept album about freedom - and its absence.
The scenery could take place today, but it was set at the time of free people, kidnappers, large wooden ships and total lack of the concept of human rights. Along the songs Minor tells about life, affection, fear, suffering and his quest in search to escape from slavery.
Minor is timeless. Minor screams for an inherent value of life.
Minor could be me, could be you, could be anyone.
Minor wants to tell his story...so that it doesn't happen ever again.

The release of Minor was performed in a movie theater, in september 2017. On that occasion, all the songs were presented by means of a film which contained the clips.

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released September 1, 2017

Produced by Ars Pro Vita © 2017
All music, lyrics and design by
LF Venegas - lf@arsprovita.com
PJ Venegas - pj@arsprovita.com

David Fontoura - mixing and mastering
Hot Machine Custom and Relic Custom Shop - guitar projects
Davina Marques - lyrics review

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