S​/​T

by FILTH IN MY GARAGE

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    Recorded at Trai Studio, Inzago (MI) by Fabio Intraina, mixed by Dave Curran, mastered by Maurizio Giannotti at New Mastering Studio (Milan) in December 2019.

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1.
Bram Stoker 04:28
I feel these suffocating teeth meant to bite I feel it’s concentrating, the world is fucked I feel these suffocating fingers that wrap Then I feel my body slowly turning into something I feel these suffocating fingers that wrap I feel it’s overwhelming, I need to stop Then I feel my mind and something isn’t going very right, in my blood Blooooood! Then I feel my mind in wrath - in my blood, is my blood - Then I feel my body slowly burning, Nosferatu! I feel these suffocating fingers that wrap I feel it’s overwhelming, and again and again I feel the need of blood And I’ll do anything, is in my will this blood And again and again I will drink this blood, that blood, is my blood, blooood! Then I feel my mind in wrath, for that blood, blood! Blooooood! Then I feel my body slowly burning, you’ll be chased In blue sky nights, be good, secure your shoulders In silence lies the bad, you’ll be frustrated Everyone dies before get outta here and then everyone learns May god take care of you walking through shades And let those fingers far from what is sacred I’ll be the one that god lifted outta here and then everyone learns...
2.
Fury Road 03:19
Wheels unstoppable, coming into the mother storm Mother said run, I’ll run if I want it, but the wheels ain’t nothing more, nothing more, run! Wheels unstoppable, coming into the mother storm Mother said run, I’ll run if I want it, but the wheels ain’t nothing more, nothing more… Close the cockpit reach the start, start running thru the streets alone and keep in mind that nothing’s worth than a forbidden prize to seek, to stole, to rush Drags my body inside out, and nobody could stop this race then, show your teeth, your silver smile, I wonder if I could, I wonder if it’s true, Admire me cause now There’s nothing that needs to comeback for Wheels of truth, slowing down, it’s my turn Wheels of sand blowing up into red Wheels unstoppable, coming into the mother storm That nothing’s worth than a forbidden There’s nothing that needs to comeback for
3.
Idiocracy 03:31
There is something in the air tonight, just take a taste, and you’ll feel alright I’m not afraid to call it a sweet summer hot night Oh what a pain to write… communication lost, in sight - another carcass of a human or - T-rex skull Losing head… when I’m coming in here… screw your world! Idiocracy! Idiocracy! Idiocracy! Idiocracy! Idio - We never wanted it! -cracy! We never needed it! Idio- Is why we got it -cracy!
4.
I don’t respect the youth that don’t respect the lane to mine Coming back the new could bent abused and than the new could send in the light, time went back on horses, going round and round… Over spinning light coming back on horses, skyscrapers onto dust… There’s a winning might, coming back on her self, and there’s no… no more light We’re entering to, we’re already into the newest era Silicon Valley into this cold cruel world - and it’s a stone cold world The newest era black monolith into this gone poor world In this stone cold world So get yourself in this stone cold world And it’s a stone… cold…
5.
Morfeo 04:18
Asleep in bed, or in any place you can just rest a little Mysterious signs letting know of how this world is kind of unstable I’ve been afraid, of love, of faith and feared the needs, the gods I’ve been afraid please mr. Sandman bring me a dream tonight! Another place, the sands of time in whom you’re exactly layd on. Is this your fate, to make the shape of dreams of million people I’ve been afraid, of love, of faith and feared the needs, the gods I’ve been afraid please mr. Sandman bring me a dream tonight! This bag of dust you came for, please put some in my eyeballs Dreaming was more than real… Oh… ‘till I wake up. Dream state is like unreal… I’m awakening inside part of your realm? I’m felling like I’m drowning in my pillow There’s a thin line between Desire and Despair Afraid of Death, Delight/Delirium Destruction comes to his Destiny tonight!? This bag of dust you came for, please put some in my eyeballs Dreaming was more than real… Oh…drawsiness… Please Sandman keep my eyes closed ‘till I wake up Asleep inside your realm where nothing is unreal. The time that’s passed since you’re alive is something like unmatchable. Dream state is like unreal - awakening inside of your realm - The light that’s kept inside your eyes please Sandman bring me a dream tonight!
6.
Yahrnam 02:49
Another nightmare’s in your way tonight, another screaming girl that wants to plow your little world and to steal your soul A swarm of beasts is in your way tonight, another time you thought to lose forever. Death is still alive. Can you keep it? Can you respawn? Another nightmare’s in your way tonight, another wolf beast, ogre, labyrinth rat A swarm of beasts is in your way tonight, another soul that thoughts to lose forever, condemned to lay alone. The Hunt starts tonight, Yharnam cries because of blood, Light the lamps and try to make it till the sunlight sharpen you saw and try, try not to die! can you keep it? Can you respawn?
7.
Before this summer ends, unbelievabe things, out of natural are going to hit the face of the good old friends of the good old god. No persecution, no more bitter ends no more screaming punks. Before this summer ends New York city’s wounds, New York city’s blood. Enter the summer of Sam, where you can scream and get back to nothing, or no one... Enter the summer of Sam, where you can hear the voice of the devil, I swear. Hear them lying, stealing, screaming, beating, creeping, whispering into summer of Sam - back nothing … Into the summer of Sam, where you can hear the voice of the devil, I fucking swear! Simple phrases, liberation, livor, hate, perdition, oath! Into the summer of Sam Enter the summer of Sam, where you can scream and get back to nothing, or no one Enter the summer of Sam, where you can scream and get back to nothing, or no one Enter the summer of Sam, where you can hear the voice of the devil, I swear. Simple phrases, liberation, livor, hate, perdition, oath! Too many constructs in my brain, I’m kind of worshipping the dog?! Bronx is burning Peaople dying fire’s high killing in New York... All right! (The son of Sam speaks) I can hear in my brain… big black whispering dog… Talks about my fate, speaks about this blood I can’t have no mercy, no prisoners no love! Laughing in his face I can breathe no more! Oh I need no mercy, ‘got imprisoned on my thoughts… Into the summer of Sam.

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Recorded at Trai Studio, Inzago (MI) by Fabio Intraina, mixed by Dave Curran, mastered by Maurizio Giannotti at New Mastering Studio (Milan) in December 2019.

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released March 13, 2020

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FILTH IN MY GARAGE Milan, Italy

The band has broadened its musical and personal horizons by introducing new sounds, moving away from preconceptions and constraints, producing 6 tracks whose themes draw from popular culture: films, books, video games and comics.
With more than 10 years of career behind them, the FIMG continue to play, hungry for live shows.
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