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A Warning To The Past
03:24
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This is a warning to the past.
To the past.
This is a warning.
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I wanna be a big man with a big gun.
Men with big guns, they have more fun.
Forget the lyrics, just feel the beat, man.
You better dance or get another beer then.
I wanna be a man with a big moustache.
Big, fat, blush and exuberant moustache.
Some say "We will live 'till we die".
All I gotta say is "apple pie".
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left.
Your positions doesn't count, when you're still deaf.
Everybody in the house: Clap your hands now.
There's no reason, but I hope you like it somehow.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
You run for help, but there will be no aid.
Jump up and stumble down.
Don't be afraid, you won't lose your crown.
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3. |
La Mañana
04:50
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[instrumental]
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4. |
Tü Del 'Ü
05:29
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[instrumental]
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Snoutbleed
04:03
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I made a mistake.
I mada a mistake again.
You're the one who makes me.
But was me again?
I am the one who rapes me.
But who were you again?
I wanna be hoping for a day.
I wanna be coping with the way.
I wanna be showing how to play.
I wanna be nothing.
I wait 'till I can't bleed no more.
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6. |
Down In A Hole
04:25
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Home - the shade to go.
But belongs to play, to go.
All the nails are way too go.
Shall we all swing low?
We had it all
Down in a hole (indigo)
Down in a hole
I can fly.
How innocent, how innocent.
How down in a hole
Come dance to me, little
My, just a little
Oh, dance for a minute,
Dance for a minute
I ask for a little.
Dance just a little
Home - the way to go.
But too long the way to go.
Put back the rain to go.
Putting on a slow roll.
We had it all.
But aren't you sweet?
You have close to my radar.
Don't will you gather so to hold me?
To haunt to you?
You will live it!
That's all your hunger will face so hard.
To hide your inner self.
How I wish to hold you.
I'm gonna hide you.
You will hate it all.
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7. |
Travelling Gondwana
02:25
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[instrumental]
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[instrumental]
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Zodiac: Pony
02:44
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[instrumental]
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I sat near the shore of an ocean long gone.
Opened my mouth as far as I could to let the cancer out, that's consuming me.
To let it end where all began.
I travelled the planes.
Dragged through the black gate.
As a false prophet I was walking the land.
And I failed.
In the valley of Eodon.
On the Serpents Isle.
I brought the word and sacrificed my life.
Maybe I've been a fool to spend my time.
I can never see the real worlds light.
I'm breathing the cancer out.
I'm alive but still my greatest mission is unfulfilled.
I open my mouth to let the cancer out.
Closing my mouth and jump.
Giving all up and jump.
Letting loose might be a releive I never expected.
And as the nothing engulfs me I let it happen and drift away.
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11. |
El Mediodía
05:36
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[instrumental]
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12. |
The Apparition
05:09
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[instrumental]
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There's an open hole in the sky and noone is able to see.
The last thing you hold might be your voice, so listen to me.
A rocking horse with an open sore, that's what you are.
So running away might look scareful to you and the ground seems a pit full of tar.
Even the dumbest must know how right you are.
You and me, we're drowning in this lake of simplicity.
What's the difference you obey to your mind, or the mind of someone else?
Who obeys to his mind or the mind of someone else?
Over the bridge the horizon will fall.
Six angels will rise from the floor to the sky, from the sky straight to heaven, and wave you goodbye.
They will turn you around, chew you up, spit you out, leave you there, then you will die.
And the skin of the devil is white, so the colors here seem pretty switched.
Blurred by the sun he stands straight in front of a hospital made out of sticks.
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14. |
Absence
06:30
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[instrumental]
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16. |
Thoughts Of A Spider
03:09
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Hanging through a doorway
Hoping for a day to infect
Leaving the stench of the morning
Waiting for a prey to inject
Through the door
Overneath the heap of silence
Catch a ray of light to stay
Every sound disturbs the patience
Unbelieving food today
In comes a fly to still my hungry dreams for more to come
Salivating over the victim
Visitors about to become devoured by my heavenly fluid
Spun into a web of decay
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17. |
La Tarde
04:17
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[instrumental]
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18. |
Choppers & Carvers
03:09
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Chop, chop.
Who is chopping at my head?
Dome & Lea are chopping at my head.
So relentless I can never fall asleep.
I slip away, hope they don't get deep.
Carve, carve.
Who is carving at my bones?
Fussel is carving at my bones.
He's unaware that I'm still alive.
I'm unconscious but still alive.
Chop, chop.
Carve, carve.
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[instrumental]
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kon.kret. Oldenburg, Germany
'kon.kret.' is the solo-project of Konrad Kretschmer, who played and still plays in numerous bands ( "Drow", "Cohort",
"Fugel, Stahl & Kretschmer", "Pull The Ripcord!!!").
After creating multiple releases with these bands on "Laufraus-Records", he started recording solo tracks as "kon.kret." in 2010.
kon.kret. merges various styles and instruments, creating a unique and very strange sound.
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