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Release The Barabash
04:24
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During the most moving phase of the moon
I inhale, with autumn grayness, the most beautiful doom
During the most moving phase of the moon
I inhale, with autumn grayness, the most beautiful doom
Break your wings and bring whole freedom down
Here below is better don't you see?
Wipe your tears, there is more than false Divine
The Beast with many names don't judge your sins
We just set our own conditions!
Fuck every teasing that you made!
We don't need permission!
This is just our fault!
That we are destroyed!
During the most moving phase of the moon
I inhale, with autumn grayness, the most beautiful doom
Break your wings and bring whole freedom down
Release The Barabash
Here below is better don't you see?
Don’t make mistake
Wipe your tears, there is more than false Divine
The Sacred Lie
The beast with many names don't judge your sins
We just set our own conditions!
Fuck every teasing that you made!
We don't need permission!
This is just our fault!
That we are destroyed!
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Blood And Bones
03:28
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I cannot embrace it with my thought
How this bag of blood and bones could stand that all
Like a pages pulled out from the sacred scroll
We are out and our thoughts are brazenly lost
We are falling down, and our thoughts are lost
We shall fall in so low
As a filthy bag!
While we strongly go on
Fueled by lies!
Fighting for tomorrow
Which does not exist!
Searching path to follow
We are blood and bones
We are blood and bones
We just cannot see the real world
Now this bag of blood and bones could stand that all
Like an anvil hammered by the gods
Which we really don’t
We shall fall in so low
As a filthy bag!
While we strongly go on
Fueled by lies!
Fighting for tomorrow
Which does not exist!
Searching path to follow
We are just blood and bones
We shall fall in so low
As a filthy bag!
While we strongly go on
Fueled by lies!
Fighting for tomorrow
Which does not exist!
Searching path to follow
We are blood and bones
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3. |
Mud
03:27
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When first flashes loomed over the sky
As a drop of despair flowing down the blade
The rain reaches the ground bringing us the end
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes
As a drop of despair flowing down the blade
The rain reaches the ground bringing us the end
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes
Non existed souls flow up from mud
When the brittle blackness denies the light
We celebrate our hopelessness
And the hope escapes from the passed selves
And the hope escapes
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Discoball
03:05
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Fire, one quick throw of divine spire
The race of man pariah's
Now they’re are more than just a tools
Gods entertaining fools
If you want to escape from this church
of pride, and unbelievable hype
You should run with us,
where the flame is a grass
Hey, let your fate be just thrown by Discoball
With prediction of fall
No one see, no one feel that this spectacle of horns
reflects your weakness and hopes
You should see this festival of slaves
is more than just a games
Now they’re are more than just a tools
Gods entertaining fools
They just wanna see,
how their gods almost bleed
when their time runs away
and their lifes are the same
Hey, let your fate be just thrown by Discoball
With prediction of fall
No one see, no one feel that this spectacle of horns
Reflects your weakness and hopes
That it will never ends
And hope to keep this eternally
This is how reality brakes the fucking wall of your life grey and sad
You will never feel the taste of running away
Hey, let your fate be just thrown by Discoball
With prediction of fall
No one see, no one feel that this spectacle of horns
Reflects your weakness and hopes
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5. |
Wind
02:51
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Wind that strokes our conscious heads
Feeds eternal thirst for truth
Fuels unnamed to explode it
With tongues of flames
Which burns numb illusion of order
Tightening circles
Closing traps
A breath of decline
Which turns our illusion of wisdom
Tightening circles
Closing traps
Rain that cleans our dirty minds
Keeps eternal thirst for lie
Oppresses unnamed which escapes
And the air which cannot be found, burns
Whole impression of confidence
And blood accelerates in the veins
And the air which cannot be found, burns
Whole impression of confidence
And blood accelerates in the veins
And then blood accelerates
And then blood accelerates
And then blood accelerates
In the veins
Wind that strokes our conscious heads
Feeds eternal truth
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6. |
Dust
05:08
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I'm a reflection of a blind mirror which no one can see
I extinguish even sorrow the last feel on the field
Like the dust born from crushed bone
I can't turn back time
I could stop falling apart
but...
I can't wake up, face the next day
I can't spit out, another rage
I cannot fight right now
with the great night around
I cannot be smarter
I cannot be other
I cannot resist, this time I just can't exist like that
the holly mother keeps me retarded
This stagnation forbids me to be
enough to conquer stars
This stagnation forbids me to be
enough to survive the fall
I'm the priest of execution
I dispose of my dreams
Whole my mind - contaminated
And I've never really been
I'm a reflection of a blind mirror which no one can see
I extinguish even sorrow the last feel on the field
This stagnation forbids me to be
enough to conquer stars
This stagnation forbids me to be
enough to survive the fall
I'm the priest of execution
I dispose of my dreams
Whole my mind - contaminated
And I've never really been
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7. |
Universal Code
03:08
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His mind is a desert refusing the rain
Waiting for calling winds
His ego's broken, all lights are out
And whole awareness escaped
His will is a forest, to dense for sun
Reaching the bottoms
And all what left:
An alone spark, The final desire
A path he follows
If the flames could feed this hunger
Whole the world would be a hearth
There is no universal code
There is non divine flesh
There is no universal way
You can find a peace is in flames!
Leave all this things which are hollowed
That leaky goblet can’t be filled with wine
Why you listen to the screaming crowd?
When whole value is in whisper contained
His will is a forest, to dense for sun
Reaching the bottoms
And all what left:
An alone spark, The final desire
A path he follows
If the flames could feed this hunger
Whole the world would be a hearth
There is no universal code
There is non divine flesh
There is no universal way
You can find a peace is in flames!
If the flames could feed his hunger
Whole the world would be a hearth
If even hell is a place to hide
Don't reach the heavens, just burn world down
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8. |
Hollow Bricks
03:29
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There is one-way path from flesh to rotted
Here is only one stream - from birth to grave
Lambs need a hope, beyond their mind
But there is no truth which let them rest
Keep them aware, let them experience their freedom
Keep their starvation then open their eyes
Throw free their dreams, let them hug their chains
And let them feel, the senselessness
Why they just don't wake up from this nightmare of miracles?
In real world there is so much to conquer
Hey little man, don't you love to be thrall?
Build up the kingdom by Hollow Bricks
Keep them aware, let them experience their freedom
Keep their starvation then open their eyes
Throw free their dreams, let them hug their chains
And let them feel, the senselessness
They never asked, if it’s a reason to live for
They never searched, if it’s something beyond
Keep them aware, let them experience their freedom
Keep their starvation then open their eyes
Throw free their dreams, let them hug their chains
And let them feel, the senselessness
Keep them aware, let them experience their freedom
Keep their starvation then open their eyes
Throw free their dreams, let them hug their chains
And let them feel, the senselessness
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9. |
Social Worship
03:12
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This live relation is real, believe me
How fucking sweet is the taste of vanity
Just don't be cruel, like it! Immediately
This bunch of hashtags will be my legacy
There is no love, no warmth, cordiality
Just fucking fake life in lights of insanity
Don't wait, sign in, give out your privacy
The social worship is killing humanity
You live to feed a thousand
With illusion of kindness
What do you sell? Sex and violence
Monetizing their hunger
App after app, day after day
They do not think, no matter what you say
shit out a pic, and post after post
Wins the one which shit is liked the most
You live to feed a thousand
With illusion of kindness
What do you sell? Sex and violence
Monetizing
You live to feed a thousand
With illusion of kindness
What do you sell? Sex and violence
Monetizing their hunger
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10. |
Burden Of Crowd
04:45
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Think carefully about - Where air went
When you lose the breath
When your lungs make this noise
Louder than world around
Every step leads to the goal
But I'm drowning in my fault
Should we bend under this weight
Trying to find this certain base,
Giving me rest,
When "man" means "assault"
with Burden of Crowd
Should I keep this, or forget
How to live with pain
How to try to avoid,
This disturbing thought
Every step leads to the goal
But I'm drowning in my fault
Should we bend under this weight
Trying to find this certain base,
Giving me rest,
When "man" means "assault"
with Burden of Crowd
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Skøv Wrocław, Poland
Polish punk metal band from Wrocław, formed at the end of 2017. Main influences are rock and roll, black metal and punk rock.
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