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NAUK
Men of judgement, sages and visionaries discussed it over ages and centuries with hierophants
Was it a present or a deadly curse?
Were they Gods, men or some visitors?
Did it illuminate or devour us?
_Holy Word
That conferment baptized our birth but concluded often idolized and sealed in hieroglyphs.
THERE IS NO SPEECH NOR LANGUAGE, WHERE THEIR VOICE IS NOT HEARD (I AM WHO I AM)
Then statesmen organized priests forcing others to chastise our sins; it’s hierarchies.
Was it a present or a deadly curse?
Were they Gods, men or some visitors?
Did it illuminate or devour us?
_Holy War
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Megaloschemos
05:55
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Golgotha Hill – Dark horizon crying out the sound of Pain. Supreme visions to carry on and on and on.
Crossbones – and the vows to reach isolation on Earth.
Supreme visions to carry on and on and on.
These are my vows – Supreme visions.
Your eye inside – Supreme visions.
Bound, Bound, Bound to the Great Schema
Four Spikes – A hammer, a ladder and symbols of Death.
Supreme visions to carry on and on and on.
Sign Cloak – A higher existence promised by the Lord.
Supreme visions to carry on and on and on.
These are my vows – Supreme visions.
Your eye inside – Supreme visions.
Bound, Bound, Bound to the Great Schema
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Chained Lady
05:55
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Lady of the chains – desperation, anguish and fear.
Sea cliffs pin her fate – imprudent Cassiopeia.
Brave to bear a name – keep the faith when the creature reveals.
The firmament awaits – from above your savior appears.
Ride the sky to meet you just at the right time, just don’t be afraid.
The riddle was right (repeated): the throne was made for both.
Witches cannot see that love cries more than eyes (repeated).
But the shield was a mirror which became a trap reflecting him.
In the lair all’s crepuscular and all thoughts about doom, got to trick the look.
The riddle was right (repeated): the throne was made for both.
Witches cannot see that love cries more than eyes (repeated).
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Drug Dealers & CEO's
04:11
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I'm sick and tired of all them movies.
I'm bored to death with the merchandise
fed up already with third rate pseudo-Shakespearean epics.
Robin Hood bullshit and all that jazz.
Hey, hey, children hey, come gather round and pray hear me say.
You really gotta be an idiot and I gotta be a complete idiot
'cause we look up to a drug dealer.
I'm sick and tired of the new model.
I'm bored to death with the turtleneck.
I cannot stand no more phony TED presentations or fake hagyographies 'bout
tycoons.
Hey, hey, children hey, come gather round and pray hear me say.
You really gotta be an idiot and I gotta be a complete idiot
'cause we look up to a CEO.
Drug dealers and CEO's.
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Ghost Love
06:02
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Perceive the breath of a charming female, interior of a chamber so dark.
Perfume like death at the back of my neck, spectrum of a woman against my flesh.
The words I heard backwards in my head weren’t cast to leave me in fright.
Instead I held spellbound into my shell, possession of a woman who sparks my flame.
The ghost of a woman who sparks my flame (repeated).
Touch as Frost, Touch as Frost – Love a Ghost (repeated).
A distant call rebounds within these walls of brick, bone, curse and blood.
A little witch flies high out of reach; that blurry image turns me on.
Another moon, incision into my wound, I hear the creatures of the night.
A century of desire took my place, possession of a woman who sparks my flame.
Touch as Frost, Touch as Frost – Love a Ghost (repeated).
The ghost of a woman who sparks my flame (repeated).
Touch as Frost, Touch as Frost – Love a Ghost (repeated).
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This is the last generation before machines take over.
You better run and hide, you better find a place to be secure and safe.
Don't need no PhD to see it coming, been here for some time.
We didn't hear it, we didn't feel it, we didn't care.
After all these years here we are.
What's been the good of it all?
A worthless TV re-run maybe some blind god's dream?
Everything comes to an end, and this is no exception.
Having fun all the time.
God bless those algorithms and euthanasia laws.
Bye to all now.
Please close the door now.
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The Ballad of O
09:16
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Water always flows downstream finding crevasses most hidden.
Life can become a bad dream, sometimes your deeds are not forgiven.
There lived a girl in a small town.
A pretty girl, such a pretty girl in a small town.
Nights are a drag in small towns.
Domestic bliss, a son, a goodnight kiss.
Is this all life's got to give? Is this really all that I've been waiting for?
Out of the blue a romance burning fire inside.
Lose yourself in his arms, everything feels so right.
He's just a lame Casanova.
Poor child you're so misled, don't believe a word he says poor child.
Never try to outplay Vasile at his own game
Riding serpents will be your biggest mistake.
Now his shadow looms large and heavy over you.
He's pure evil, poor child, there's nothing you can do.
Remember heavier sorrows than this have been carried under the stars*
There is a girl on our phone screens.
A pretty girl, such a pretty girl on our phone screens.
She's a big star for all of us to see.
A swimming pool, affaires, even a book.
Can't you see you're just a pawn?
Can't you see you're just a pawn under his thumb?
Not the first, not the last inside the grinding machine.
You gotta give the mass a pale glimpse of the real thing.
Won't you come to your senses, give up and go back home.
Never mind the envious witches.
You're not alone.
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Rain
03:20
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Byzantine Beauty
08:58
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Big windows let enter the sunshine, in our studio of the highest floor
but the light these days ain’t bright enough to recall this one as not just another week.
Outside the air is blue and the sky is clear when I hold my breathe so tight
as a sudden presence blows some pure illumination and a haunting holy breeze.
She brings her shiny golden grace and no one else shall ever guide my faith
again.
Some mystic feeling flourished in my heart like a sort of creation,
intense enough to presume it was the new vibration of a fully sacred thrill.
No torment can I ever bear upon such as condemnation,
for this revelation guides me through a heaven-like existence free of sin.
She brings her shiny golden grace and no one else shall ever guide my fate
again (repeated).
No one else shall ever guide my faith again (repeated).
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A weird multitude grows, gathering at the walls in sorrow.
The wind blows at the gallows pole.
There is a fear for a revolt, as all law is gone in hours.
The wind blows at the gallows pole.
And the wind groans through the corpse.
And the pain rots in the gods.
All that mattered decompose.
As the wind groans through the corpse.
The mob had a mouth for war to pronounce the holy word
or the taboo will be hollow at the Valley of the Pharaohs.
Hollow War (repeated).
Hollow Word (repeated).
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