1. |
Glitch
04:42
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Glitch! This is the way I'm feeling now.
Feeding all my doubts and fears.
Glitch! In the sea of uncertainty
I'm a drifting castaway.
How can I still believe
In something that makes sense?
Glitch! This is the way I'm feeling now.
Glitch, is a state of mind.
Glitch! When you finally see the shore
And you realize that you are sinking
How can I still believe
In something that makes sense?
How can I still remain
To fight day by day?
Glitch! This is the way I'm feeling now.
Glitch, is a state of mind.
Glitch! This is the way I'm feeling now.
Glitch, is a state of mind.
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2. |
The Adherent
05:04
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I lied to my clan.
And I was forced to forget.
This bitter sickening fucking toady.
Never again.
Yeah, whenever there is a wasteland,
The only way out is a breakdown.
My distress is a blow.
The adherent is a glove.
I blamed all my own deeds
And i stood alone.
Outsider, backslider, collider,
Fire under the ash.
Yeah, whenever there is a wasteland,
The only way out is a breakdown.
My distress is a blow.
The adherent is a glove.
Overrun the sinful,
Like a spore,
Reaching out to the core and shifting no more.
Bite this handoff!
Yeah, whenever there is a wasteland,
The only way out is a breakdown.
My distress is a blow.
The adherent is a glove.
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3. |
Truth? Nothing!
03:23
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Hear the sound of thoughts burning inside the head.
Hear the sound of voices never heard before.
Here and now,
Hear the sound of nothing.
Hear the sound of the void that rules the world.
Hear the sound of novelty as old, because
Even between the lines
You will find the truth of nothing!
Of nothing!
(Of nothing!
(It's not a matter of points of view.)
Of nothing!
(It's not a matter of points of view.)
Of nothing!
(It's not a matter of points of view.)
Of nothing!
(It's not a matter of points of view.)
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4. |
Amen
04:55
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Abdicate makes free,
Burdens alleviate their size,
But I’m not programmed to be an empty barrel.
Bending down the straight line,
Complicating my landscape,
Revealing nothing but a dry frontage.
This is a non-conformance.
Another wrong conception.
Amen.
I am the worst adulteration ever.
Sacrifice truth,
Digging to get out of this slough.
Keeping my worshiped whiteness dress clean
Borderline as a guardroom.
Hidden like a ghostwriter,
A closed curtain for distracted looks.
This is a non-conformance.
Another wrong conception.
Amen.
I am the worst adulteration ever.
Amen.
I am the worst adulteration ever.
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5. |
Regrets
03:37
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Falling in deep nothing seems to be fun,
Burning the wings trying to reach the sun.
Falling in deep now you know you're alone.
No place to rest, no one can bring you back home.
Falling in deep you got the time to realize
All the wrong paths you've taken in your life.
Falling in deep you don't want to breathe no more.
It's hard to believe that you can get what is gone.
Falling in deep without knowing the reason why
Everything takes another shape before your eyes.
Falling in deep nothing seems to be fun,
Trying to look back at all that you have done.
Falling in deep you got the time to realize
All the wrong paths you've taken in your life.
Falling in deep you don't want to breathe no more.
It's hard to believe that you can get what is gone.
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
(It's hard to believe that you can get what is gone.)
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
(It's hard to believe that you can get what is gone.)
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
(It's hard to believe that you can get what is gone.)
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe no more.
Falling in deep I don't want to breathe.
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6. |
The Guest
04:40
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Holding off the drift.
Wriggling my whole being.
I go down to terms with my sins.
Just thinking to hide them with mist.
This is the story, this shit won’t let me out.
I plan my sorrow. The guest is sacred.
Fighting, yeah. I see.
Climbing on my grief.
Forsake and reclaim dust and seeds.
Four thousand years old. My bad meat.
This is the story, this shit won’t let me out.
I plan my sorrow. The guest is sacred.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
This is the story, this shit won’t let me out.
I plan my sorrow. The guest is sacred.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
All the way. Go dawn.
Far away so close.
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7. |
The Gambler
03:29
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I emptied my pockets from all that I have,
And took a seat with my best poker face.
No doubt in mind. I know, this is my place.
Kissed by luck? No! What do I have to loose?
Sometimes I think ‘bout what the hell I've done and what I've become,
And sometimes I think that I don't give a fuck!
No one can tell me what I have to do to play my hand.
“She's” calling me and I get ready to bet.
Life is really sad when “She” betrayed the promises made.
How can I give worth to my dreams and everything I've never done.
Leave or stay, no other way to play this fucking game, now
I hold my breath, ready to jump into the void.
I say all in!!
Oh, can you understand the reason why I bet my life?
Or do you think that I have gone insane?
Sometimes in life what you think is best it is not right
So I check my cards and I get ready to bet.
Life is really sad when “She” betrayed the promises made.
How can I give worth to my dreams and everything I've never done.
Leave or stay, no other way to play this fucking game, now
I hold my breath, ready to jump into the void.
I say all in!!
Life's really strange when it starts to play with you.
This fucking game is all I have to do and nothing matters.
Leave or stay? That's the final choice.
I hold my breath and jump into the void.
I say all in!!
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8. |
Requiem For An Asshole
05:22
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All the colors fade away.
Black or white seem the same.
Like an haze that covers everything,
Erasing all the dreams.
What remains is your memory.
I see through all the things you've buried under a thousand lies.
Nothing to explain, falsity was your game.
All the colors fade away.
Black or white seem the same.
Like an haze that covers everything,
Erasing all the dreams.
What remains is your memory.
You are just another loser. Brother, take your rags and get out of my way.
Nothing to complain, when in trouble choke the fear and do it anyway.
All the colors fade away
The Black and white turns to gray.
Like an haze that covers everything,
Erasing all the dreams.
What remains is your memory.
What remains is your memory.
What remains is your memory.
What remains is your memory.
What remains is your memory.
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9. |
Innocence Ends
06:36
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Burning inside and feeling ill.
Shadows are covering everything.
My ghosts return in their best shape.
Fragility is not my trait.
No time to astound birdbrains.
Loneliness sometimes is the only way.
Trying to balance stillness and rage.
Drying a little everyday.
And it feels like a birthday in a scrap yard,
Outside all the innocence is crawling over.
Just another point into my timeline chart,
When everybody seems to pull me under,
I don’t give a fuck, I’m stronger.
Burning inside and feeling ill.
Shadows are covering everything.
My ghosts return in their best shape.
Fragility is not my trait.
And it feels like a birthday in a scrap yard,
Outside all the innocence is crawling over.
Just another point into my timeline chart,
When everybody seems to pull me under,
I don’t give a fuck, I’m stronger.
Find my scars right behind my timeline chart,
Where all the grace is falling down the upside,
Innocence ends right above now.
Flame generates flames, come to burn the open range.
Again and again, let’s burn the open range.
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10. |
Weight
04:30
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Party is over!
Lay down your hands.
An hangover is living in your head.
Sleepin’ inside
This house made of rags.
Out is rainin’ sand, no one seems to care
And I’m feelin’ like a bored child.
Watching the train go by.
You think you’re closer
To the end of line.
But every step you take
Just decreases the time.
Feel the blood flow
Inside your veins
While you see the ground
So close to your face.
And I’m feelin’ like a bored child.
Watching the train go by.
I kicked all the time
Trying to find my way
I spread my wings to fly away
But the weight of life brings me down, down, down.
I kicked all the time
Trying to find my way
I spread my wings to fly away
But the weight of life brings me down.
I kicked all the time
Trying to find my way
I spread my wings to fly away
But the weight of life brings me down, down, down.
(Party is over!)
Down, down, down.
(Party is over!)
Down, down, down.
(Party is over!)
Down, down, down.
(Party is over!)
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Sicktale Italy
Every further step taken
Every choice and mistake
Every doubt we faced
Everyone met or
left
Every note that we played
Still rings out in the head
Every “Fuck you” we said
Every “Fuck you” we heard
Every time stomach hurts
Every joy or tear shed
All the words we will sing
Made this journey begin
No one thing left to say
No one thing to explain
If you walk alongside us
You’ll be part of the tale!
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