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Timetraveller
06:35
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I am sitting here
in the middle of nowhere
in the middle of everything
staring to the window
a window to the nothingness
a window to all existence
waiting for some intuition
waiting for some isnpiration
and some relief...
sweet melody take me away
from my struggles
take me away from my
deepest deadly desires
take me away from the nothingness
from the thought of emptiness
from the fear of the future
from the anger what makes me
crumble!
Like the phoenix
i'll rise from my ashes
and fly to the sky
I want to reach the sun
I want to touch the flame
what makes me blame
myselfe and others
what makes me feel alive
what makes me stand closer
and closer to the end,
to the edge of the world.
This is the line from where
no one comes back alive
this is the time
I have to say goodbye
to what I left in this world.
Ashes and feelings, deeply burnt.
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2. |
Selfmade God
04:58
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Oh what a shame,
have you lost something?
Poor boy looking in the mirror
...a shitty loser.
Self pity and selfmade scars
on the soul,
won't hide the fact
you lost control.
Just look at yourself
and spit on the floor!
There is some blood
do you still bleed?
Or is this just an excuse
for going out
and face the reality
face the weakness of yourself
face the distance
between you and me.
Lie and scratch your butt
Lie and live like a rat
Lie and wallow in the mud
Lie and be your own pet
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3. |
Caveman
04:34
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Watch your back,
you’re almost dead,
can’t you realise the fact,
that you are swallowed,
by the big fat whale,
you are in the belly,
slowly rotting away,
still playing the game
pretend to be here.
But the vortex
doesn't really care.
Just pulls you down
into the black hole,
into the singularity,
where everything,
is upside down,
where insanity is the game,
and you are the prey,
facing the ultimate beast.
It will let you feast
on your own meat
and soul.
Don’t be a fool!
You went astray a long time ago,
watching only the shadow
deep in a cave
one million years ago,
touching the cold stone.
A sign, a broken bone
lying on the ground,
waiting for the moon,
just dreaming a better future,
another life in another time,
a warm and safe home.
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4. |
Obscure Mind
03:45
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A disturbed mind
shadow from behind
false memories
from a past life
from oblivion.
A silhouette moves
slowly fades away,
i want a naked butt
and nothing else,
just the growing pain
inside my brain.
A perverse picture
is the poison
in the vein,
delirium days ahead
fear and dirt
pain and birth
oh, there is a bird!
Nails in the guts
chained to the ground,
open wounds are
the joyfull aftermath.
A glitch in my mind
whispers a lullaby,
constellations outside
of reality and time.
Seductive sedatives
make me feel alive.
Alive and dead
at the same time.
This is the place
where I can hide
from my darkest side.
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5. |
Fragments
06:55
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Do you see the black?
Can you hear the silence?
these are the fragments
of my broken s elf
pieces made out of hatred
made out of pure black shit
should I touch any of them?
should I just look away and
stare into the fountain
still can smell the stench
if you look long enough
you can see the dot
that tiny little spot
a green spit on the pot
the remnants of memories
long lost promises
a gift from the Father
a leather belt or whatever...
my legs slowly reach the ground
squashy, loathsome ground
I can't run, I can't jump
I am just drunk as hell
This is the bottom
the bottom of my blackened self
my inner chasm, my inner gulf
mental masturbation on a desk
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6. |
The Well
04:24
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Existential terror.
Born from the womb of a whore.
Lies raised by fear
depresses the inner choir.
A deep well, digged by you
grows inside my chest
to eat up all my feelings,
dignity and conciousness.
I hate myself, I see myself
through a broken mirror.
A fractured picture
stretches towards
the next day,
but the shard reflects
your shiny lies.
Your twisted desires are
blinding my inner child.
I am falling and falling.
Blurred motions around me,
a tiny spot moves away,
just another ordinary day.
An ordinary day.
In a stinkin' rathole.
In a public closet
feel free to shit in my pocket!
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7. |
Empty Room
05:31
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Sitting in an empty room
I can feel the absence
the absence of hope
and the absence
of mental comfort.
Only the eternal duty,
a shaping future life
is looking at me.
With tears in her eyes
with fear in our hearts
just hold my hand
and be my guide
so I can be yours too.
Please keep me on the road
and don't look
into the shadow
couse in the corner
lurks our darkest future,
a non-shaped possibility
for decay and failure
Be quiet for a while now
don't call him out
don't let him smell the fear
don't let him hear the doubt
just wait, stay calm
like a deadly predator
we are the hunters
of our future selves.
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8. |
Freudian
05:25
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You know what?
Fuck this shit!
I turn my back
on the black mud
which pulls me back
and back
and back again.
You know what?
I don't give a shit
won't really do
what others want me to
push me back
and back onto this track.
You know what?
I prefer to be silent
when the world
is loud around me
so loud
I barely can hear you.
You know what?
My eyes are open,
but can't see you.
Everything is so dark
like a fart
during the night
so dark in me.
You know what?
This could be a trap
for both of us.
I lay on my back
while You are dead,
laughed yourself to death.
This is it,
the only thing
worth mentioning
is fuck and shit,
a meaningless hit
dreaming of a big tit.
Freud is dead...
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9. |
Up And Down
04:43
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A genius opens his heart,
a lost boy finally get found,
a pistol get taken on hold,
tired eyes see me too old.
A lunatic opens her mind,
the killer saves a life,
a life ends befor its time
and the sun goes up and down.
A secret get unfold,
a truth is still untold,
a soul get lost in this world,
and the cat lets go the bird.
Shadow between heaven and earth,
deep in our heart we are burnt.
A doctor lose a patient and
the peace in our soul is absent.
The horsemen fall down
and the ship get drown.
The mother lost her child
and the postman lost the mark.
Everything collapse
and stais the same,
everything falls
and fades away.
Only time will tell
what should remain,
only time will heal
our deepest wounds,
only time will help
to understand the world.
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Black / funeral doom / ambient / dungeon synth / punk / psychedelic.
Our aim is to help the underground
bands and push on to spread their albums. We are focusing on black / doom / post metal, punk, powerviolence, psychedelic, experiment and ambient styles.
Conceived in 2012. Born in 2017.
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