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Mothermoon
13:24
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Mother moon angry
Was threatening us
Mankind had so awfully
Bothered her
That she was
Tearing her away chunks
And ships to the Earth now
Moon is looking from the skies
With its gold eyes
With its bold eyes
And once a month
Again she dies.
The sun himself
Dies every day
'cos far from west live strange men
Who stab in his flarelight
Paint skies in sunny red lights
The game stride along fervor
The moon must have been so drab
The waste was
Full of dew
Full of blue
Full of cue
Clear of clue.
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2. |
Atomic Caravan
11:38
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On the rails with my camper dragster
Wolfing miles as magic dope doses
Full blast no left no right no rules
Straight ahead with my iron horses
The sun gibed by the atomic burst
Eyes of fury and heavy thick mist
Water turns into black stinky oil
Snakes ride with us to the last fences
When you see the
Mountain dew like
Shiny spearhead
Be sure
You're in the atomic trailer with a big sharp knife in the mouth
When you hear the
Wind whisle like
Iron drums
Be sure
You're in the atomic trailer with a big sharp knife in the mouth
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3. |
Mount of Guilt
04:58
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Laid down
Dozin'
Bosom bare
Given by nature
But I just can't stand my glance on it
Why would I carry on such an evily bond
By allowing bad behaviours to this holly velvet rim
Ohh flawless land of fantasy
I become guilty of denying the bloom
'cause the desire blooms in my head
A turning round
A second chance
To take, seize,
An opportunity
To appreciate to the full
The brown round lady Jewels
But is it fair to lade the close up of this picture
The owner of the sclupture
Could misread as cold lust
My yielding eye
The Gift of God looked up
And the minute after
The shame veiled
The mount of Guilt
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I was born as a servant
Like a frozen doll
worn to the bone
To serve them all
Because my whole being
Leeds to the ground
This deep owl eyes
As a new I was
I was born as a servant
And now you fools
Will learn to lose
In the name of Owl blues
In the name of Howl blues
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5. |
Subtrack
03:36
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When you're conscience's breathing
The question is an answer
Lungs left as piece of pieces
Your senses as a temple
Dawn sparks the kneeled down men !
We saw the wolf's tear running
Running down through the ravine
The delusion of an outburst
Created by the moon light
Subtrack sparks, over the night !
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6. |
Icarus Means
14:56
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Heedful
Of others needs
The man
Rised the light
Twisted
By toiling in
Labor
Of all kind
No matters how hard he tries
The loan remains under the seal
Lonesome
Despite the counting on
People
Left at home
Sick off
Gather in
And dig in
Misery
Icarus is far
From the means
Of our bird
Both feet stuck in the mud
The bird becomes a sailor
Waves carving skyline
Like dunes used to do
Shapes of better days
Melt with stormy nights
Sun fishes are set in their way
Will you find your mirage
The delusion comes
The oddcity buzz off
You seem clear
Like a night fog
You flow along
Dark river
You still are
In the same desert
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7. |
Darwin's Fail
04:22
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A cloistered man is seeking for a cranny
Ohhh look above your head
The shiny nimbus entice the poor son
Ohhh make these walls fall
Behind the dam the road occures has a mirage
Ehh your eyes are meagers
Ohh The dawn of mankind
The recent land awakes early with a newborn
Ohh rise and shine
Which angle to choose when the mural is just blankness
Ohh the seed is burried
A path crops up in the field of possible plans
Ehh catch the train and hold on
Ohh the noon of mankind
The noon of mankind
There's nothing new under the sun of Jericho
So why don't you sleep and accept the blindness you're in
A peddler appears carrying scarces chattels
Ohhh your hunch is scant
Gold and diamonds dazzle the wide-eyed person
Ohh damn greedy smoke screen
The peddler took his soul as a tainted sly pledge
Ehh you're now a piece of flesh
Ohh the Dusk of mankind
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I was born as a servant
Like a frozen doll
worn to the bone
To serve them all
Because my whole being
Leeds to the ground
This deep owl eyes
As a new I was
I was born as a servant
And now you fools
Will learn to lose
In the name of Owl Blues
In the name of Howl Blues
Spinning heads
On stiffed bodies
Wise advices
As diffuse laces
Tune in his chant
Crushing all the cants
One can just chase
Taking them all down
Beheaded souls
Gathered aimlessly
If not by the fear
If not by the fear
Wish yourself alone
Rather than your own
No salvation here
Nor a place called home
No salvation here
Nor a place called home
Taking through its gaze
Mastering the night
The motherly wingspan
Invisible shield
Taking through its gaze
Mastering the night
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