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Väriloiston keskellä
01:59
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Synksyn lehdet leijailee alas puista.
Minä kuljen niiden täyttämää katua kohti rantaa.
On pullo huulillani, niin kuin eilenkin.
Väriloiston keskellä elämään havahduin.
Sieluani paleltaa.
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2. |
9,81
03:23
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Things are falling apart,
faster and faster.
I can't make it stop.
Things are falling apart,
with the speed of gravity.
I can't make it stop.
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House always wins
02:38
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Love is just a game they play, lots of rules and nothing to gain.
Greatest lie that doesn't excist, addictive shit hardwired in genes.
It's just a devils deal that leads to Hell.
It's just a game for the fools, a gamble to not to lose your sanity.
A lover always loses.
A lover always loses in the end.
Love is just a pain they play, lots of suffering and nothing to gain.
Broken promises and all the moments before storm hits with full force.
It's just a devils deal that leads to Hell.
It's just a game for the fools, a gamble for your sanity.
A lover always loses.
A lover always loses in the end.
In the end house always wins.
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Jokaiselle löytyy se joku,
joka herättää tunteet pintaan.
Jokaiselle löytyy se joku,
joka nostaa sydämen sykkeen.
Jokaiselle löytyy se joku,
jota vihata.
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5. |
Waiting for death
02:22
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People have given up in life,
wasting time, in their shit.
Promises of better life,
forgotten, like hopes and dreams.
It's all just doing the same thing over and over again,
while waiting life to end.
Is that worth it?
Is that worth it?
Is that worth it?
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6. |
Hometown
03:59
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Beloved shithole,
so many stories of misery and pain.
Beloved shithole,
filled with assholes and shit.
Slowly grumbling down in it's own filth.
I'm just counting days til the next guy acts up their psychosis.
Beloved shithole.
Kaikki kuihtuu,
mikään ei kestä.
Hulluja joka vitun nurkalla.
Kaupungin kokoinen avohoitolaitos.
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7. |
Gray Day
04:11
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Day is gray, like the ones before.
The Place is smelling like weed and broken dreams.
My clothes are dirty, but I don't care.
It seems like I have been bleeding again.
I barely care where I woke up, or what time it is.
I know not the face in the mirror.
Is this me, is this what my life has become?
This day is gone, before it even begun.
Like the one before it.
This place is gloom and filthy.
My clothes are torn, but I don't care.
It seems like I have been bleeding again.
I barely care where I woke up, or what time it is.
I know not the face in the mirror.
Is this me, is this what my life has become?
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8. |
Peeling off
02:46
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Cold steel on my skin,
thanks for letting me feeling something.
Cold steel on my face,
I am peeling off my skin.
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9. |
Hävitys
02:05
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Nautin hävityksestä, nautin kuolemasta, kaikki on tuhkaa ja kaikki hajoaa käsiin. Onnen kyynel, poskeen vierähtää.
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Maailma pysähtyy
02:54
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Päivä, niin kuin eilenkin.
Kaikki pyyhkäistään edestä kysymättä lupaa.
Seisot keskellä tyhjyyttä.
Maailma tuntuu pysähtyvän sydämenlyöntien välissä.
Päivä, niin kuin eilenkin.
Ei sinnepäinkään kuitenkaan.
Maailma pysähtyy sydämenlyöntien välissä.
Ei se niin tehnyt eilenkään,
miksi juuri tänään?
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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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