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White Ocean
04:49
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Throw me in an ice-cold ocean
Where I can feel freezing water
Floating on the bottom, whispering my confession
Lifelessly gazing at the moonlight
So shine on me icy moon, I still hear your cry
Pour over me ocean, keep singing lullaby
Stretching my hands with painful effort
Towards that distant glow above
Heavy ocean laying still in this comfort
Letting the current rend my emotions
Your words still echo in this waste blue mass
Burning me deep in my skin
Is it ice or the flame? I can no longer tell
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He wakes up deep in a cold, cold place
He’s numb, he’s pale, and dazed, dazed face
Reflects his fear, and the only “why the hell
am I buried alive?
That road with no destination leads you to question
No way back no way further, the end’s getting closer
That road with no…
Leads you to…
X2
He wakes up deep in a cold, cold place
He’s numb, he’s pale, and dazed, dazed face
Reflects his fear, and the only “why the hell
am I buried alive?
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IT
04:20
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Development ‘s been making us strong
But what we’ve got is weakness and dependence
Of substitution the red with the grey
Surrounded by mechanical attendance
A robot is an automatically guided machine, able to do tasks on its own. Another common characteristic is that by its appearance or movements, a robot often conveys a sense that it has intent or agency of its own.
ロボット は、人の代わりに何等(なんら)かの作業を行う装置、もしくは、「人や動物のような」機械。
They’ve overcrowded our streets
Grey power builds new era of IT
Future is now and here, do you see?
They’ve filled us up, you and me.
Future is now and here, do you see?
They’ve filled us up, you and me.
Future is now and here, do you see?
They’ve filled us up, you and me.
They’ve overcrowded our streets
Grey power builds new era of IT
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Strashno (怖い)
03:39
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страшно (scary)
там мышка живёт, тебе хвостик отгрызёт (a little mouse lives down there, it'll chew your tail off)
ах, страшно (oh, scary)
ах, страшно (oh, scary)
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Mraque
03:31
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Damn where I am
Nobody needs your feathers now
Here’s no air
For taking off and see the land
From above
We’d better cover in scales
Like snakes
Nobody needs our feathers here
To wear
Damn where I am
Haven’t you lost a bit of hope
Haven’t you forgotten to rise
Weren’t you just about to lope
Towards your biggest dreams
Higher than the highest peaks
but every time you hear them speak
You fold the wings
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MSG
03:34
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Possibility makes me think more of what could be
If the end came up suddenly and we went down deeply
Things are out of hands, there’s no place where we lend
Ourselves to stay without destroying till nothing’s found
Is that the message we have to give to nonhuman representatives?
I’d rather go straight down to hell than be ashamed of what we’ve done here!
There’s nothing left, empty bones
There’s nothing left, blind coals
There’s nothing left, white stones
There’s nothing left, empty homes
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Старухи ft.Chuch
04:24
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Хочу бежать, но нет пути назад (I'd wish to run but there is no way back)
По комнате летают тучи мух (and clouds of flies are in the room)
Как будто трупы тысячи старух (as if they were corpses of thousands of old women)
В той комнате забытые лежат (lying forgotten in that room)
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Blood
03:50
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9. |
Mr. Nakamura
03:30
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His going out in the sunset to hidden place where he keeps
His secrets covered up in a thick layer of polyethylene
People keep missing in the town
Where mister has moved from the east
Watch out for him in your backyard - you can be next on the list!
He’d never make you suspicious
He’s acting odd merely by never loosing the smile when welcomes
Kindly and sincerely
People to join him in the park having a walk or a bbq
Watch out of him in you backyard - the next victim is you!
His going out in the sunset
To hidden place where he keeps his secrets covered up in a thick layer of polyethylene
People keep missing in the town
Where mister has moved from the east
Watch out for him in your backyard - you can be next on the list!
Smiling old man, sitting on a bench, nodding his head
Looks at a picture on the double page spread
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Reptilians
04:19
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11. |
Naoma Field
04:24
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What if time didn’t exist?
Every second lasted parallel…
All around on the field
Restless spots have things to tell
I feel the heat beneath my feet
The Land absorbs the events with sand
We sink in it so fast. So, well…
Is there a place we call hell?
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Dead Loli Riga, Latvia
Dead Loli is a dark trip hop project based in Riga, Latvia. The band experiments with lo-fi sounding, mistuned harmonies, surreal minimalism and haunted multi-layered vocals.
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