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Bram Stoker
04:28
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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...
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2. |
Fury Road
03:19
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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
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3. |
Idiocracy
03:31
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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!
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4. |
Stone Cold World
02:33
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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…
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5. |
Morfeo
04:18
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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!
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6. |
Yahrnam
02:49
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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?
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7. |
New York 1999
06:20
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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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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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