1. |
Hello world
02:00
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When god was killed,
man made new ones,
gods of politics and fame,
gods of news and shame,
it's the age of cults,
people divided to us and them.
Welcome to the time of new religions,
gods and demons,
still it's the same old play.
Everything changes, to stay the same.
Kingdoms come and kingdoms go,
it's just a part of the show.
This is where we are.
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2. |
The Cult of Moomin
02:43
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Everyone under one umbrella,
standing egual on the face of the Earth,
join in and set yourself free.
Come in and drink the raspberry juice.
Welcome to the Moomin valley bitch.
We are all enjoy our life in here.
This is where you want to be,
in a happy family.
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3. |
Golden Age
01:52
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Gaze at the god,
man made machine.
Obey the words,
spoken by the party leader.
They are the new truth,
gospel of morality.
We bring the light,
only our politics is right.
Join us believer,
together we make the golden age.
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4. |
Carnival of lost souls
01:08
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Your god is a lie,
the promises are hollow,
you are just fodder to the cause,
while they gather the profit and
you just smile there and watch their performance,
they claim to know what is the best for you,
not even knowing anything about you,
nor do they even care about you.
Is this what you wanted?
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5. |
Dawn of rats
01:45
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Dreams are turning into dust, like an addict you try to snort them while you can.
Everything used to be so clear, everything used to be so simple.
You are missing something,
while it's hiding in the plain sight, the answer you are looking all along.
Manifesting with all you got, you might get there, but remember the devil sitting on your shoulder.
Nothing in this world was ever free.
There is light in the darkness, if you can just find it.
I am just a voice, the voice you hear.
You are missing something,
home is where you are supposed to be.
You are manifesting, who you want to be, but there's the one sitting on your shoulder.
Nothing in this world was ever so simple.
In the night, shadows, darkness, I am in your every whisper.
I am to carry that light.
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7. |
Jabberwocky
01:30
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Windmills are standind tall,
ready for another round,
army is readying for the fight.
Like anarchists following for their leaders orders,
to the teeth we are asking our belief,
where is the line drawn to water?
I am breathing, truths and lies from the air.
Holding lines, keeping gates, all the good guardians did.
Now the flood is here, wiping everything into the flames of change,
where new era is forged. Who could avoid the inevitable?
You can always warp and break what is not broken, but you can't fix it.
Is there still a ground to stand, in this minefield?
Is there left anything to belief?
Truth is spoken by the insane prophet, while everyone listens to the serpentine tongue.
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8. |
Dance to extinction
02:41
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9. |
Cold dark
03:03
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One can't be a king of the hill,
if there is no hill.
After my wrath burned everything,
it's been cold in Hell.
I can't remember the light of day,
it's been dark so long.
I can't feel the warmth,
no matter how close I am to the flame.
Yet I miss something.
I cut my lips, to taste my words,
when I talk to myself again.
I haven't smelled another human being
in a long time now.
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10. |
I am not defeated
02:36
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(Xenyx87, Death Metal, Mega)
I am walking,
walking forward,
forward in this swamp,
this dark shitty swamp they call life,
but I am not defeated.
I have been broken,
broken into pieces,
pieces that I could not fix,
there is no fixing me as I come falling down,
but I am not defeated.
This is not the end,
the end for me,
I am raising from this shit,
the shit that consumed all,
but I am not defeated.
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Kiljupullo on puolillaan. Aurinko polttaa silmissä. Hautajaissaattue laahustaa montulle. Joku meistä oksentaa portaille.
Pääni sisällä Saatana tulee, suudellen silmäni sulkee ja pappi perhana räyhää ne auki. Kaikki kaunis teloitetaan. Kaikki vitun kaunis tapetaan. Kaikki kaunis teloitetaan. Kaikki vitun kaunis tapetaan.
Me kaikki kuollaan ja kadotaan. Me kaikki kuihdutaan ja unohdutaan. Ei Raamatussa ole pelastusta. Ei sieluani pelasta mikään kuollut jumala. Ei Raamatussa ole pelastusta. Ei sieluani pelasta mikään kuollut jumala.
Kaikki kaunis teloitetaan. Kaikki vitun kaunis tapetaan. Kaikki kaunis teloitetaan. Kaikki vitun kaunis tapetaan. Ei Raamatussa ole pelastusta. Ei sieluani pelasta mikään kuollut jumala. Ei Raamatussa ole pelastusta. Ei sieluani pelasta mikään kuollut jumala.
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12. |
Decade of Darkness
07:19
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It's the age of filth,
decadence and shit.
Broken bodies, pile of the defeated,
build by the winner, champion of
glory.
What comes in, goes around
in the cycle of life.
It's the age of filth,
decadence and shit.
We are all just meat in the grinder,
we are all shattered hopes,
molded by harsh reality.
I am longing for something concrete
and love and hate are just feelings.
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13. |
Goodbye
02:48
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Astral Zombie Finland
Astral Zombie is an one man project from Finland and that person is Hukka.
Astral Zombie
draws inspiration from mental illness, psychosis, alcohol/substance abuse, occultism and other everyday things.
The soundscape goes from noise to ambient, in delirious insanity. "I have to scream, but I don't have enough mouths."
Embrace the cacophony!
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