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Rhythm Zero
01:01
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Russian Roulette
02:42
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Costume play on MDMA
All or nothing, night and day
A child-made bipolar arcade
You’re never neon, I’m never gray
Kisses and death threats
It’s a mirror in shreds
A creature with two heads
Playing Russian roulette
Costume play on crystal meth
Don’t you wish we’d never met
I’ll hang you high, I’ll leave you there dry
There are two choices: life or death
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Savagery
02:31
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Deep in the wild where animals hunt
It’s a primitive world, it’s a battlefront
Sink or swim, die or survive
Only one will get out alive
It’s a savage game
It’s a savage game
Prepare to kill, prepare to maim
I will last whilst you will fade
One is a predator, the other is prey
Throw me on the callous ground
Try and try, I’ll turn all around
CHORUS
It’s a chase you cannot win
If you haven’t got the toughest skin
So sharpen your weaponry
Let your instincts roar free
Some will say it’s savagery…
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Faraway Lands
02:55
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You walk your way in the intense heat
The earth is trembling, but you cannot flee
The place you used to call your home
Is now being consumed down to the bone
Perish and suffer at their hands
Far away from your native lands
The ground can split and the skies can tear
But they will never welcome you here
You walk your way in the intense heat
Bombs bursting across the street
You must escape, but where would you go?
You’ll only be sent back to this death row
With every name under the sun
They call you ’cause you had to run
In their eyes, you’re the guilty one
Staring down the barrel of their gun
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5. |
Too Depressed to Dance
03:24
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All painted gray, hear me say
This is not my cabaret
Too depressed
Unimpressed
I’m a strange bird
More or less
Too depressed to dance
Too sober for a romance
All people here, they dance so weird
Like wind-up toys, and I want to destroy
Too depressed
Too obsessed
I’m a strange bird
More or less
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Zeitgeist
03:07
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Your parties are monstrosities
Your dance is so diseased
Your anthems are each other’s mime
I don’t belong to this time
This Zeitgeist will rot my brain
Puppets with their masters
In this autotune disaster
The trash will reproduce
In oh, so trendy hues
This Zeitgeist will rot your brain
Awareness is pain, ignorance will keep you sane
This infection will reign, spread like a cancer stain
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Tainted Tongue
03:22
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Your brain is a vermin's nest
Your mouth a hole oozing pest
Your thoughts crawling with disease
Spewing up typhus and rabies
She has a tainted tongue
He has a tainted tongue
Contagion in verses of their song
Orifices are cans of worms
Where cadaver maggots squirm
Your words, an infection that sticks
Poisoned with plague and epidemics
CHORUS
The rot has spread from limb to limb
Decayed and dead, inducing vomiting
Chunks are falling off
Ready to decompose
As you carry on, you carry on
With your toxic prose
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Hallucinating
03:40
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Phantom image, phantom sound
I can sense it all around
It’s something that isn’t there
But I swear I see it everywhere
Take me away, shake me awake
Take me away…
Take me away, shake me awake
Before I’m hallucinating
There’s an infection in my reflection
Features point in the wrong direction
What I’m hearing is disappearing
Again those absurd noises are nearing
CHORUS
Again, again…
Is it real or imagination?
Is it real or my mind’s creation?
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Mouths Sewn Shut
02:12
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Those, who never speak their mind
Have all the world on their side
But walk their path all mute and blind
Hands and feet bound and tied
Mouths sewn shut
Those, who never cause a stir
Know their place and act demure
They’ll have all the friends in the world
If they just smile and say: “Yes, sir”
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10. |
They Are After Us
04:00
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Do you hear them in the corridor?
Someone's approaching our floor
They'll come clawing at our doors
They'll come feeding off our pores
They are after us
Horror concocts in my veins
Someone's coming to our place
A claustrophobic panic grins
The concrete wraps our sufferings
They are after us
When you hear them calling
Run for your life, run for your life
It is ghastly, appalling
And wounds like a knife
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Masquerade Helsinki, Finland
Post-punk band from Finland active in 2012-2020
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