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Listen what I’ve got to say
The clerks and deals gone away
The placemen fell in dirty foss
The money bays weep over loss
Now Lazarus from Blossom’s high
Will cool our tongues and stop the fire
The host of evening news sits still
Without a makeup, lies and thrill
She dreamt of recent holidays
Her lover’s present’s powder taste
The silence of the night and cold
The demon of the wine unfolds
The windows’ shutters rattling loud
The voices from the basement doubts
If she could lose her consciousness
If she could jump into transcendence
A bounce into transcendence
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Chances
03:47
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Everyday it’s time to make my own decision
It’s always hard to confess, that dream was only a vision
Some say when you’re growing old, it’s getting harder to smile
Ain’t no heart that is cold, it only stops for a while
When midnight is left far behind, and nightmares are crawling to sleep
Salvation you’re trying to find, is hiding in promise you keep
Some say it’s only a game, for those who are walking the line
For losers of fate and fame, who are only wasting their time
Life don’t wait if you don’t start
It may leave you with a broken heart
It may choose another lucky one
If you leave your dream half undone
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Fear
03:52
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Entertainment of destruction
Leather boots tread purity
Millions of bloodless sunrises
Opiate with stupidity
Waking up with a strangest feeling
The soul is charred, the belly’s burnt
I could never get the meaning
Of fear itself, the lessons learnt
I am here and I am there
Everybody is on the run
Voting for their brighter future
Ravening wolves make lot of fun
In those days, in those eyes
Echoed golden skies
I could hardly believe in, believe in
In those days, in those eyes
Echoed silver skies
I was easily convert in, convert in
Distribution of entertainment
Spread the word for me in hell
Millions of bloodless sunrises
Fall on walls, we wish them well
Waking up with a strangest feeling
The soul is charred, the belly’s burnt
I could never get the meaning
Of fear itself, the lessons learnt
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Shadows
03:48
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It’s turning away it’s turning away from me
I see my hometown, it’s cracking of poverty
It’s broken in mess, it’s broken of nasty hands
It’s turning around no words can be found to speak
The eyes of our friends are turning to grey
The archways at nights unclosing to distant stars
We gather around we gather around the fire
At suburb of life the edge of the knife still shines
Shadows of our former selves
Are glimpsing in the strangers eyes
The shadows of our former selves
Are melting in the sinful lies
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Sunless Room
04:15
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At the corners of the streets
Sadness mates the fallen leaves
Peaks behind the soiled door
Come at our feast! Join our humble feast!
Lay your cards and show your face
Sunrise sneaks into your eyes
White reflection of new day
Wish our dreams away
Our foolish dreams away
Sunless room's the place
Where I will hide my face
And the world outside...
Leave it all behind
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Giant Waves Volgograd, Russia
GIANT WAVES is one of the oldest groups from Russia, who makes great mix of post-punk, darkwave and gothic-rock. Where could you hear us before? A long time we were known as a goth-rock band the Imaginary Stigma. You could see us before in Moscow, Volgograd, Berlin, Tampere.... You also could meet our side-project KARLUV TYN. If You dind't hear and see us before now it's time! ... more
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