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Amelia
02:22
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Our daughters will crucify us in our beds
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She cowers in the night
Tries to understand
What happened.
No! You are not his prize
He is not your god
Mark your words on him!
She cries herself to sleep
Every fuckin’ time,
thinks about the world.
No! We don’t get to say
We all looked away
As he cut you down!
She is just a little girl
and all you ‘ll ever be
is a bastard son.
No! Every family grey
The silence and the shame,
Now the red comes!
Oh! How can we wash away the pain?
Sardonic teeth, they smile and cast away the blame.
They say it’s all on you, speak up and spread the truth.
They wash their hands of guilt, but we can see the filth.
Everyday, in every way we desecrate the trust
as sick, twisted, sweaty men, have their way
and relish on the weak.
Always on the weak.
No police, no martyrs
No trust in law
No faith in their preaches
Just rules of war
NO! NO MEANS FUCKIN' NO!
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3. |
Jasmine Skies
06:46
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Dogs howl and we kill the pain
Crypto-fascistic lies
Your filters, glammed up lives
Your parastatal ties
Call us by a different name
Bold faces, hood mind tricks
You will regret your stay here
She breathed out in her mother’s arms
Night air filled up with jasmine
Class hatred, brewed so long
Tonight we burn the sky
Where is it, that notion, that poisonous whisper
that separates the desperate from the undecided?
Did we bury it under our longings, our suffering, our fatigue?
What happened anyway?
Where are our ethics, our support,
our bonds that shook their judgement?
How long before we fuse our senses and ideals
with those of our oppressors?
As the sky darkens, as the aromas change into toxic,
as our comrades fall, as balconies fill with fear…I ask
How do you feel?
“I feel like a little worm on a big fuckin’ hook”
Well boy, your momma must be damn proud of you!
Give us something more
You send us begging home
The lights on our streets are off
But no longer mask the gore
So what, what you thought was gonna go down?
That we ‘d forever shut up, bow down to the crown?
No more tears to shed, our heroes are already dead
and we ‘re here to kill the rest; we ‘re here to slay the next.
Oh, this is the retribution, slums, ghettos scream for freedom
A history of violence. Our babies will choke your snakes.
Our arms, our battles, our streets, our people.
We asphyxiate but we don't pretend.
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4. |
Dancing Song
05:28
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Let’s dance! But wait...these ghosts deserve a better tune,
a different rhythm. Let’s strike a chord, and hear!
Come sit to share a story
Gather near and don't you fear
You should remember
You will remember...
A sound that’s never been heard
A dance that’s never been danced
He said we could reach the other side
He laughed as I stumbled like a fool
But I never felt a fool beside him
But I didn’t see the coming of the cross
Have you heard enough?
Do you still believe?
Can you dance for them?
Till your dying breath
A dance that's never been danced
He used to love my stories
Came to me like the sun,
But I couldn’t find the severed fire
Within the enemies in our land.
He wore his hair like a martyr
I couldn’t love enough to hide
But there was a color in his mourning
The only place he couldn’t grow
We danced a hallowed dance of flowers
We climbed beyond our senses
We were the only ones to sing
Until the searing of our flesh.
We were the dreamers, the accused,
the solar glimpses on the stones
We were bonded by the forest
Until they came to bring the dark.
I wish I could find the maypole
Dig up the tree that bore all hope.
I wish I could find tomorrow
But I can’t remember his face
I wish I could find the maypole
I wish I could find tomorrow…
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Gimme a sip of the blue cup
I wanna ride in your train
What did you do in the shadows?
Are we together again?
They wanna make us behave.
I think we ran out of luck.
Black helmets, fangs and machine guns
fight for your freedom, my love
Let’s rendezvous here at midnight
Put on your best attire!
Don’t forget your whitey whites
Your gasoline, your mom’s delights!
Take off your hat, when you enter
We ‘re gonna scream to make you laugh
Please tie me up in your basement
Sing to me “Nothing will die”
Let’s rendezvous here at midnight
Bring your sadistic little hands!
Don’t forget your hammers and your nails
Clean your guns and say your prayers
The circus will see to this insult that you are!
The clowns will sit, and drink and eat and laugh,
but we ‘ll make sure that you stay down.
Grind your teeth into a pulp, there is a burning house inside you
And our babies will drink and spit your blood,
like ‘gators all around the bayou!
I need a nihilistic joke
A punchline to bleed my throat
You threw away your chance
We failed in our romance
Your mom says hi!
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Bats
05:38
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Like a fuckin’ puma, the cement in the ceiling stares back at me
Waiting to engage, the sweat is dripping, like my dearest enemy
I surrender, my cup is empty man
I got nothin' left than a cheap yesterday
Begging for the end, for my long lost friend,
while I push for another try, digging for another try
Like the filth of summer, the smell is taking a toll on me
breaking up inside and sinking in a lustful celibacy.
I surrender, my cup is empty man
I got nothin' left than this shame inside...
As it flies, I‘m death, I‘m god, I‘m free
As it dies, I‘m no-one, I‘m lost, I‘m weak,
I forgot how to breathe, I forgot how to crawl, I forgot how to eat
but I remember it stings!
So fuck the spirits, that were supposed to guide
I'm pissing on my family pride, see you now for the first time
I’m your cold water, your iodine
Wait for my signal, or take your time
I’m your cold water, your iodine
Depends on ours sleep's end, we had it all
Now I cannot comprehend you, devils are making me sick
What? What? What?
Do you believe in the future?
Can you drive a bargain for me?
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7. |
Away From Them
07:06
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Welcome to the last show
Put your safety goggles on
Come take a picture!
Let me see some smiling faces!
Hey you! At the end of the line!
Come on up, don’t pretend to be shy
Is there another place that you ‘d rather be
On the last night of empathy?
Welcome to the dark days
Have you come to be baptized?
List all your wishes
Let me hear your greedy laugh
Hey you! We’re the cure of the world.
We’re the purge, we ‘re the cancer of souls
Is there a place that you ‘ll feel safe and free
On the last night of empathy?
We are all alone, together in here
Our narcoleptic state
As mistreating as
The sickness in our hearts
Can you see the man outside your door?
You don’t have to care about him anymore
Away...
Tonight we ‘ve set you free
Away...
Grab your scissors
Prepare for the trip…
Take this world away from them
Away…
Can you see the man outside your door?
Away…
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Mammock Athens, Greece
Four-piece wrecking crew playing weird rock music for the mind straight from the heart.
Μammock is:
Dimitris V.: drums
Klearhos: bass
Dimitris L.: vocals
Giannis: guitar
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