1. |
Truth Isn’t Bright
03:00
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any prayers
cannot save us
no parting words
instruct the right path
if your inner truth
is not so sinless
oh why wouldn`t you
go in peace and leave us?
God, you got my soul of a cynic
truth isn’t bright and I can see it
God, you got my soul of a cynic
truth isn’t bright you have to see it
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2. |
Fear
03:40
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It looks like courage moves you on
you think that love lives at your home
I used to think so, now I see
it’s all about fear
Tune out the voice, I pray you
Tune out the voice, I pray you
Tune out the voice, I pray you
Tune out the voice, I pray you
You run away escaping thoughts
It looks like you want to be the first
I do the same I don't know how
To overcome my fear
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3. |
Human Race
04:26
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My human race is going down
Since the dawn of time, we are fading out
In peaceful space, the Earth is spinning on its axis
No force to change nature’s laws we are fading out
My human race is going down going down
and all those dying selfish kings in false crowns
My human race is going down going down
My greedy creatures turned on a countdown
highways and roads will be swallowed by woods
rivers and streams will come back to their course
In peaceful space, the Earth will be spinning on its axis
when my human race finally ceases to exist
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4. |
Sultry Song
04:30
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Until the night unhands Lisbon
You shouldn’t close your eyes
Just take a walk on cobblestone
Rely on darkness it is wise
Listen to rustling under your steps
hear my voice, I call you down
Back into ocean, sand has
the strongest hugs ever known
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Hell!
hell is deeper than you can imagine
like dark diseases and creatures in my dreams
Night!
lonely whistles floated over my town
her sigh is the best thing that you've ever known
Hey!
You wanna play with my blue braids and tight hands
my patience is the only reason for this end
You!
I just don't know what else I can do
honestly, this is my last 'I love you'
I'll kill you tonight, I'll set your house on fire
It will be hot, you will run like I ran that day
I'll kill you tonight, I'll set your house on fire
It will be hot, you will fall like I fell into hell
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6. |
Alcohol
04:21
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Creak of the elevator is like a voice
Shadows in my little room
They are all moving here
I just wanna forget
what has happened here
I have melted, dissolved
in alcohol
Demons in a bedroom are
Calling me
I may not stand on my legs
But they are seeking me
Night is almost over
the darkest time.
Every bottle on the floor
is empty now
Dim light from the window is
Frightening
Maybe you left me last night.
can’t remember that
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7. |
The Real Coward
04:57
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The real coward can not run away
He’s chained by fear until he is here
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8. |
Drop Bombs
03:16
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Africa or Asia
Eastern Europe, or Middle East,
It would be nice to live there
Can the world be unhurt?
Ukrainians or Arabs
lovely villages and rivers
Blooming gardens and big cities,
Must be on alert
My surf of Hiroshima
My punk of Nagasaki
And my jungle is from Finland
In nineteen thirty-nine.
Humans know a secret
How to turn fields into badlands
Nasty howl of air raid sirens
Forces waiting for a sign:
“Drop bombs!”
Houses are knocked down
Cities have turned into ash now.
This is cynical advertisement
Of new tool of bloodshed
Human flesh is lying
On pavement in the main street
Hopeless mothers leaning over
Her own child without a head
In Hanoi I play my surf
And in Kabul I play my punk
So my jungle is from ruins
Of the Donetsk Airport.
Humans know a secret
how to turn fields into badlands
Nasty howl of air raid sirens
Is this the last resort?
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9. |
Home
04:11
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We want to live in a holy place
but we can’t get rid of a disgrace
real state of all the distress.
oh, lord, don’t forget to bless us.
Every second one hates Judas
But every one here is jealous
We’re doomed to live on this land
Escape seems to be the best plan
Every another one’s a preacher
but our wish is to be richer
we dream to drink Château Lafite
But we are sitting in a waste pit
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10. |
Bad News
02:48
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You know enough to be the one who knows enough
It’s so easy to tell if it is lies or truth
Give up that shit and just come back home girl,
you can come back home but not to youth
Drink, smoke, listen to, watch, run, dream.
You don’t feel, but you can choose now
Choose your ticket, drink, track, film, slut, Boy,
bad news, you can not choose youth
if your heart’s still beating
that doesn’t mean you`re alive
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On The Wane Kiev, Ukraine
On The Wane was formed in March 2014. Everything that we like can be described with these words: 80's and 90's alternative, post-punk, shoegazing, new-wave, no-wave and noise-rock. We like knobs turned right, dissonances, noise meditations and motoric rhythms. ... more
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