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lyrics

Along the way we're seeking, upon the awful path, on that way we're shaking before we all find death.
Along the way we're falling, upon this awful path, on the way we're seeking it before we all find death.
Forsaken words. Return. Sharpest horns, cutting through but the way leads nowhere.
Along the way we're seeking, upon the awful path, on the way we're seeking it before we all find death.
Thirst, embrace, lack of love, hanging hands, I still fall but the way leads nowhere.

Home, phrase, lights went out, blocked jaws, I still fall but the way leads nowhere… And the path leads nowhere.
Along the way we're falling, upon this awful path, on the way we're seeking it before we all find death.
But this hole that keeps on growing looks like we'll never ever get rid of it,
in your stomach the bile overflows, falling away 'till the day does illuminate
By the soil, hands are growing and grabbing our fears till we unleash them all

Before we get lost and repent our being born, pick up some mud, blood, set on fire and play with that…
Blood, shared, waterdrops, won't return, I keep falling but the way leads nowhere.
Thoughts, chase, lights went out, blocked jaws… (I keep falling but the way leads nowhere)
And as often, you've been fucked just one step before you can hang on a rope

Seconds before we can see how you pray, until your head started to dream miles away from it, written in blood and tangled in a fall

Let it go, your realm of gold won't evolve until we wake, and wash away this awful fate ropes are hanging and before we forget and we're stuck in a road, remember what kept us from dying alone, throw down the shovel,
you're digging your hole, before we get lost and we only can see wrath.

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from Songs From the Lowest Floor, released March 4, 2016

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FILTH IN MY GARAGE Bergamo, Italy

Already in the end of 2011 the band feel the need to alternate live activity to an early writing of a new work, a three song Ep, breaking up with the initial style and song writing techniques. With these three songs and their 23 minutes of music “12.21.12” Ep comes to light also in digital format under Memorial Records. ... more

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