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The Line
01:49
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Tried so hard
to cross that thin blurred line
between who i was
and who i pretended to be,
Tried so hard
to cross that line
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We've been defeated but still unarmed,
Blinded submission instead of reaction..
Did we miss the last ship?
We build our own cage in the name of morals and tradition,
Why i see those screens everywhere?
Why i see more pictures that human beings?
Why?
Where did the real life go?
We should get back to ashes,
Filling the void with freedom..
To choke all this motherfucking ghosts!
Waiting a new dawn to shine our path
Have heart, make projects,
die for them and once ash..
Celebrate freedom in the air
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3. |
My Mind Is Killing Me
03:07
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Dazed in a paranoical perspective of myself
Lost between the thin words left to the wind,
to find myself back,
pleased in my own madness
Nights and nights spent next to a mirror
pretending to forget everything
with a stitched mouth,
grinding teeth on a glass tongue
Emotions leaves scars into the soul,
time heals them but the mind does not forget
Cherished in illusions gone forever,
i'm not able to lope,
i see them so far and cold
as a seal of sterile life
spent chasing the unseen..
I've fade my memories with vices
I cheat the time tricking myself..
But i find myself back
pleased in my own,
my lovely madness..
Wise or fool?
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4. |
Interlude
01:05
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Instrumental
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Born forsaken,
weak, unwholesome
I am the sone of the earth,
conceived in the marsh,
the shame of mankind
Rise on me
Hate me
Distrust me
I'll be your impending nightmare
The proof of decay
Your worst creation,
the symbol of depravity
The crownless shall be king again,
turning flesh into sunlight
Pray forgiveness in time
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6. |
Feed The Ocean
03:02
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Puke your aura
i'll let it shine,
brighten my scars
For the unspoken words
For the unimpressive life
For the underdosed will
For the dead egos
Puke your aura
i'll let it shine
Burn this ego or just let it go
now that the ships are gone
With unspoken words
With unimpressive life
With underdosed will
Let the king drown,
burn the ocean
Please let me drown
Feed the ocean
let the king drown
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These Oaks Are Demons Brescia, Italy
These Oaks Are Demons is a five-piece band based in Brescia (Italy) characterized by a pure Metal sound mixed with the most
fair Hardcore.
Born from the ashes of hateline, active 2004-2011, These Oaks Are Demons can now present their first work BLACKENED WATERS, recorded by Andrea Fusini at Fusix Studio in Turin.
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