Кто что знает об этой группе??
У меня есть 5 трэков, дико нравятся.
Больше ничего найте не смог.
Все у кого про них спрашивал почти ничего не знают.
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apraksiya
- pre-satan
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Ache emelie
любовь и уважение
терпимость, равенство, братство
вне зависимости от цвета кожи
и степени богатства
терпимость, равенство, братство
вне зависимости от цвета кожи
и степени богатства
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хсделай_мне_больнох
- kick-ass s1nner
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лирика
AN APPARITION TOWARDS COMPASSIONATE LIVING
take a walk down a cracked city street and realize that life around you is abundant. now, you can take out your metal ribs mr. unitas. so much steel cannot protect your heart when you see all that is pretty, but, hardly anything so beautiful it can pierce your bulletproof hide. i believe nietzche now and i'm not going to die weak. pretending that i'm alive and always not ever actually living. we hear what we want. we've lost just as much. it's nothing until we can sing it's truth.
I AM SYSIPHUS
winter winds blow from the north and i need wings. i sing from the pit of my stomach because it's all i can do. i can remember those warm summer days where i didn't have to feel all of this. nothing. everything. it was simple. something. all it is. i think i was happy washing clean the stains of time. breaking. the whole world. except your heart. what's been wrong all this time that i can't think?...i'm wondering... i shouldn't frown. you couldn't let me down. you couldn't fucking care less. an epiphany. a symphony of drowning emotions. a triumph that faults this condition. a rage that defies my disposition. at an age where i was ready for everything except for this
BONAPARTE'S LUNG
what to do with ourselves? stuff us into pockets, or make fists to fight, just because... let's make armor with hands and bleed them over chained wire fences. this life is a book we read cover to cover yet never foresee how it ends. pulled too tight. pushed back too far and suffered. swollen up, broken again. lacerated. incapacitated beyond my belief. please, don't fly away now your warm breath pumps air into this lifeless body. like blooming flowers i'll melt again. huff, puff, and fucking forget it. how we all see ourselves as forgotten heroes with false pretenses and vacant uncaring eyes. a memory that's floating away is a secret taken to the grave. a decision that you never made ruined everything. caused a catastrophe that we can live with...
GREEN LIKE LOOKING GOOD
re-paint our world do it black and stupider than before. that's a new one to me but it applies. it's an element underlying that makes hope fail. kills it all for us, let the records tell because we can't hope to. erase blame, place glue on our feet to tread sacred ground. stick it to you. skulking down. sinking now. letting go of suppositions. lets free ourselves of contradictions. this fake life. we'll take life and hide it. i killed myself to make you. and you'll wonder how your heart beats. it was nothing more than exactly what i needed. i'll die so that you can pick up the pieces. all here taking tabs. old debts haunting us. you're so strong you can pick up your own pieces. i know. we both know you're stronger than i am. you don't owe me. i owe you for everything.
SHE'S GONE GILLIGAN, AND SHE TOOK THE SKIPPER WITH HER
a killer in my throat shreds the chords like confetti. i'll love you how my life hates the morning. but, for now, let's embrace improbability. run home and cry. this is the last time in my life. taking. take time. sticking in. kicking and screaming. a loss felt.. circumstances. it's time. it's time we say our goodbyes. wanting. longing for more. touch me. trust me. love me. feed me your lies. sickened. reaching forever. what i didn't do tonight leaves me empty without reason. despite it all. i'll be waiting for you. for now. and ever. tunnels in my head. is that your voice? i'll find you. i promise.
AN APPARITION TOWARDS COMPASSIONATE LIVING
take a walk down a cracked city street and realize that life around you is abundant. now, you can take out your metal ribs mr. unitas. so much steel cannot protect your heart when you see all that is pretty, but, hardly anything so beautiful it can pierce your bulletproof hide. i believe nietzche now and i'm not going to die weak. pretending that i'm alive and always not ever actually living. we hear what we want. we've lost just as much. it's nothing until we can sing it's truth.
I AM SYSIPHUS
winter winds blow from the north and i need wings. i sing from the pit of my stomach because it's all i can do. i can remember those warm summer days where i didn't have to feel all of this. nothing. everything. it was simple. something. all it is. i think i was happy washing clean the stains of time. breaking. the whole world. except your heart. what's been wrong all this time that i can't think?...i'm wondering... i shouldn't frown. you couldn't let me down. you couldn't fucking care less. an epiphany. a symphony of drowning emotions. a triumph that faults this condition. a rage that defies my disposition. at an age where i was ready for everything except for this
BONAPARTE'S LUNG
what to do with ourselves? stuff us into pockets, or make fists to fight, just because... let's make armor with hands and bleed them over chained wire fences. this life is a book we read cover to cover yet never foresee how it ends. pulled too tight. pushed back too far and suffered. swollen up, broken again. lacerated. incapacitated beyond my belief. please, don't fly away now your warm breath pumps air into this lifeless body. like blooming flowers i'll melt again. huff, puff, and fucking forget it. how we all see ourselves as forgotten heroes with false pretenses and vacant uncaring eyes. a memory that's floating away is a secret taken to the grave. a decision that you never made ruined everything. caused a catastrophe that we can live with...
GREEN LIKE LOOKING GOOD
re-paint our world do it black and stupider than before. that's a new one to me but it applies. it's an element underlying that makes hope fail. kills it all for us, let the records tell because we can't hope to. erase blame, place glue on our feet to tread sacred ground. stick it to you. skulking down. sinking now. letting go of suppositions. lets free ourselves of contradictions. this fake life. we'll take life and hide it. i killed myself to make you. and you'll wonder how your heart beats. it was nothing more than exactly what i needed. i'll die so that you can pick up the pieces. all here taking tabs. old debts haunting us. you're so strong you can pick up your own pieces. i know. we both know you're stronger than i am. you don't owe me. i owe you for everything.
SHE'S GONE GILLIGAN, AND SHE TOOK THE SKIPPER WITH HER
a killer in my throat shreds the chords like confetti. i'll love you how my life hates the morning. but, for now, let's embrace improbability. run home and cry. this is the last time in my life. taking. take time. sticking in. kicking and screaming. a loss felt.. circumstances. it's time. it's time we say our goodbyes. wanting. longing for more. touch me. trust me. love me. feed me your lies. sickened. reaching forever. what i didn't do tonight leaves me empty without reason. despite it all. i'll be waiting for you. for now. and ever. tunnels in my head. is that your voice? i'll find you. i promise.
РЭП, СЕКС, ТРАВКА !!
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хсделай_мне_больнох
- kick-ass s1nner
- Сообщения: 149
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