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Quiet
03:19
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I knew my felling's astrayed
Lose myself into the transe
and I forgot what's running after me
Poison is within the seed
your cunt still perfum my jean
The feeling is still living way after the trip
I think my spleen is back in town
I've lost all the things that I own
Ya'll wanna talk I skip the calls
I miss the days I missed the world
When I was Trippin in my hole
Stay quiet x 4
Give me my reason back
I feel more safe livin into the night
I'm waisting my time
Gimme me my reason black
Uncanny waves fuzz into the light
Gimme me my reason back
I'll stay hide into the rave
Watch myself rolling the descent
I'll call you back when I'll be in
Finally found a way to get lost
The wind is stronger today
Wash my hands before the end
Been from dispair to dismay
I've been playing in the waste
Behind my though grows a tree
Of a paranoid wave
I started to welcome the fear
Then my dealer's on the way
Stay quiet x 4
Give me my reason back
I feel more safe livin into the night
waisting my time
Gimme me my reason back
Uncanny waves fuzz into the light
Give me my reason back
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2. |
Poison Tree
04:14
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I gave up for a transe
Give up in advance
You suck me out dry
And I'm still attached I
wave back into the room
It's shaped like love
It looks like doom
I'm looking obscured
I fucked up the meeting
Becoming a beast
That you want me to be
Talking to the moon
Before temptation I'm in the mood
And it's getting obscure
And it's getting intense
By my hand I suffocate
Two of my fingers enter your fence
Wait wait
It's coming
Be smooth you can feel him mooing
I'm in
Beginning
The taste
The lies
All in
A light
William Blake:
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I gave up for a transe
Give up in advance
Lost in tunnel
don't know
witch way I came in
It's so intense
I'm loosing my ears
Give a bless, give a bless
Give a sign Give a shout
My odd beast
Give your breast
I wanna drink the milk of your life
I'm a giver
a wanderer
But I know
A Poisoned fruit had
twisted my mind
And I did the rest
fall back into the dust
There must be more than just the worst
But my feelings so old
As I'm guided by lust
Wait wait
It's coming
Be smooth you can feel him mooing
I'm in
Beginning
The taste
The lies
All in
A light
William Blake:
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
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Transylvanian hunger
Mountains hiddin a cold soul
Your hands are cruel, you haunt
Careful pale thru the night
Take me
can't you feel the call
draped in
the shadow of your morbid palace
So pure, so cold
Transylvanian hunger
Mountains hide a cold soul
Your hands are cruel, you haunt
Careful pale thru the night
be the one breathing
a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright
Part of the pact
-immortal-
Beautiful evil self
divin freeze my mountain
So pure, so cold
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4. |
Coconut Paradize
02:55
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Everything is fine
In the clouds
Everything is fine
In my heart
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Wildsofa Nice, France
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Wildsofa est une immersion dans un univers ésotérique et
singulier. Une fusion audacieuse de lignes de basse massives et groovy, de mélodies envoûtantes, de rythmiques puissantes et de sonorités expérimentales. Cette transe pop flirtant avec les abysses démentiels du black metal offre une invitation à la danse et à la philosophie.
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