1. |
Prewarned
03:02
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2. |
Saviors in the Fog
03:40
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Defunct, I’m twitching my lips to
Blurt out the names of the renegades
Cut down your needless resistance
Tonight, we enter the winning phase!
Wipeout…
Too late, just finger the cinders
Hey, mate, let’s piss on the Heaven’s gate
Old days dispersed by the wind and
Betrayed, I’m twisting my fucking fate
So, what’s it gonna take
to tear your weakness/victory open?
I’ve made the same mistake
Surrendered to the fog
Tell me you’re not afraid
Watching this hell unfolding
I know we’re not to blame
United by the fog
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3. |
Park Song
05:44
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Recall the evening kisses and how the wind was hissing
The promise made, no need to sway
If only he would listen…
The whole world went missing
And then the sirens broke the day
In the park, in the park
Simple joys and humble pleasures at the dawning of oppression
After dark come the sparks
And your soul is like a glacier, melting out into erasure
Will it stop? Oh, make it stop…
She will not let them spell her
With all those clever answers
The safer side of history
Entrapped by dirty basements
And permanent displacement
So, here’s the price of being free
They won’t take away your passion
You will rise up from the ashes
In the park, fight the dark around…
Haven’t you seen enough?
When will the shadow pass?
Don’t gaze in the bitter glass
In the park, fight the dark around
Will it ever stop?
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4. |
Nothing Works
04:03
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Dream of the last plane home
I wanna smell those pines
And watch you naked, painting unicorns
But nothing works, I keep forgetting the guidelines
They don’t explain the aims
We don’t expect results
And when this painful stupor finally ends
No-one would care about our ghostly lives
Minutes flow like bleeding wounds
Drag me through the burning woods
Take me to our sleepy house
Let’s go swim and count the stars
You roam through crowded streets
Murmuring secret words
Just don’t forget me when it hits
And wave through blasting fire to the superbirds
Minutes roll in your green eyes
All that breathes never dies
Take me to our sleepy house
Let’s go swim in starry skies
And kill time, just kill time
Dream of planes and unicorns
Your naked body on the floor
Painted stars and pines aglow
Let’s go fly with superbids
Minutes bleed and rivers flow
You’re laughing naked at the door
Signs we struggled to ignore
Silent weapons, quiet wars
And nothing works
No, nothing works anymore
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5. |
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Came round one night
Among deflated angels
No shore in sight
Dark seas of bullshit raging
Back to the past, the war won’t last
Don’t let the realness hit you
Not punk enough, nor outcast
Pupate in cozy limbo
Gone deaf, gone blind
Involvement through Illusion
Does peace of mind
Require absolution?
Small hearts beat loud
The backbone of the nation
Support the crowd
Drenched with anticipation for blood
Yeah, give ‘em more blood!
Hammered on Saturday
by deadly news and vile hangover
The rescue is underway
Let’s party like there’s no tomorrow
Don’t bother to rack your brain
Just let it go
Big Brother will rise again
Till he crashes HARD
Now we’re going down
Guess I’ll stick around
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6. |
Lulls of Oblivion
10:33
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Silent quays, deserted streets
Scraps of panic in the breeze
Tiny ghosts of the motherless
And tales of loss, tales of distress
Underneath the concrete sky
Orchards freezing in July
Houses left with the doors ajar
Push your light in, lonely star
And the sea was calm
With no-one around to dive
I’m afraid we’ll never stop daydreaming
I’m afraid we’ll never have to leave this maze
Can you feel the future faintly glimmer?
Will you finally wake up and swim away in search of better days
Bombs hit clouds and pills skip hands
Shopping centers sunk in sands
Violet hour, sudden dread
Is there nothing in your head?
Tired mothers guide the truth
Ages passing, back to youth
Out of the darkness, she gives us a smile
Over the mountain, the floating child
It’s a resurrection
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7. |
D.O.A. IV
01:56
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So many nukes
The will to terminate
We need no excuses
Say hello to the stone age!
I’m dead inside, I’m dead inside,
I’m ready for destruction
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide,
but it’s all right – I’m Russian
I’m dead inside, I’m dead inside,
Elated by my mission
No need to hide, let’s take a ride…
FUCK YOUR VISION!
Eviscerated
but still checking my phone
Decapitated
– kicking your head like a fucking soccer ball!
My oily friend
Don’t be a weak sauce
Together we stand
Enjoying nuclear holocaust
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i. 000
ii. Mariner 1
iii. Skeletal Armada
iv. Pillars of Grime
v. Mariner 2
vi. The Sunken Sphere
vii. Triton Trot
viii. 00000
ii) Mariner 1
Don’t you hurry, lovely mermaid
Let us wallow for awhile
When the wind blows, we will linger
Such a thrill to see you smile
I don’t care for other sea-girls
Only you can steal my heart
I will tell you all my secrets
And by dawn we’ll float apart
iii) Skeletal Armada
Avoid regrets
We gave you warnings
Human loss, cosmic holes
Human pain, come again
Just do as we say
Nighttime to play
Traitors not be tolerated
Skeletal armies, ready and shiny
Memories smashed
Burn the past
Rise to the challenge
It’s a new sort of war
The knife that tears the light
Like never before
Come and die
In our arms
Rise down
v) Mariner 2
Don’t you mourn me, lonely mermaid
World will turn and waves will cry
When the wind blows, hear my calling
From the bottom of the sky
Come to play with other sea-girls
Dressed in seaweed red and brown
Sun will bless your peaceful vigils
What is dead may never drown
Hear me, love
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J-Lobster город Москва, Russian Federation
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