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🏴
00:57
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there's a pirate
up the way
sports a black flag
killed the king
eats a whale heart
smiles so gay
rides the sea
hear the sirens sing
free of boundaries
libertatia
no gods no masters
unity now
BLACK FLAG
waving the
BLACK FLAG
riding the
WAVE SWELL
waving the
BLACK FLAG
break the chain links
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OMOO BEACH
Scattered through the nation
A beast of our creation
Killing all that breathes the liquid air
Not like we have a choice
This is not our rejoice
But our putrid king just doesn’t care
Omoo beach meets the sea
Not here for you or me
We have crippled Poseidon’s beloved mare
Now we have come to a conclusion
This is not an illusion
Impending doom will sail in on Death’s corsair
ANNIHILATION
FEEL EARTH’S VIBRATIONS
EVACUATION
TO EXT. NATIONS
There’s no message in the bottle
The bottle is a message
That the sand will soon turn to sea
Riding the Kraken on a wave
Comes Cthulhu from his cave
The White Whale turns its red eye towards me
The flood is in my town
I’m flaoting all around
Yet our king just don’t seem to see
That there is reason to cry
And the reason is why
‘Cus we have spilled - oh - the black milk
His dumb mind can’t digest that besides his pale ass all the nation is sliding towards annihilation
FROM VIETNAM ETC.
I’m dancing through the streets of Bethlehem like Baryshnikov. I’m basking in the glory of Beelzebub. I am his Behemoth.
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3. |
TSR/ Паб Дмитрия
03:48
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TSR
TRANSIBERIANRAILWAY
PAINMENTFOROURTWISTEDWAYS
see
the mountain top
the white snow
a faraway show
TRANSIBERIANRAILWAY
Паб Дмитрия
If’ you climb on board
Of the Siberian Train
Get off at the last stop
And take cover from the rain
Streets of Владивосток
Come on down and join the club
Of the poor lost souls
Drinking in Dmitri’s Pub
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4. |
The Arsonist
03:52
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The Arsonist
I’ve been hiding in the woods all day and
And the night’s been long
Lonely and lightless
Seems like nothing’s ever coming my way
Today’s the day that i’ve
Lost my mind I
Spat in the bald man in his suit he
Looked at me said
I was fired
Fire fire, all of my desires
All i wanted was to
Be drenched in blood
There’s an arsonist in this town
He is burning all those bridges/buildings down
I’m not sure if that’s what I want to do
But what choice do I have?/But I bet it feels good
You better call the cops ‘cus I’m a fire starter
Outta the frying pan
Into the fire
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5. |
Ishmael, Ish Not Mael
06:21
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outerspacecelluloidmongoloiddownonearthinseclusionrevolutionwillprevailnoavailnoavailsailsailsupersaleallonsaledownonearthpocketgodpocketmanpocketselfkeelbenddon’tascend
Self can be defined by a definition
The definition of self is a realization
The realization that self is a fairy tale
A tale created by self to no avail
Self can be defined by a reflection
Reflecting a thousand mirrors in succession
The way the mirrors incline, the way they reflect their light
Shape our human self and all it’s lies
You don't exist
Do not resist
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6. |
5️⃣/ 🐳
02:26
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7. |
🌧️
01:53
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Eudaemonia
03:38
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Eudaemonia
Come now darling and off your mind away
If you’re sorry just wake another day
The sight of sea may send shivers down your spine
You may swim swiftly if you care giving it a try
Honey you are making hearts out of my veins
And lighting the sun in the dawn of my days
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9. |
Seasick
02:48
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10. |
Daniel/ Sucrocles (Suki)
05:07
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Daniel/ Sucrocles (Suki)
You are my love, I want you again, I’ll teach how to dance like the schizofreak man, I will
ra̶̧̢̜̘̱͇̟͋͂͛͌̓̚e̟̰̭̺͚͙̟̦̣̖͗͋̍͆͝͠m̬̗̹̠̥̝͈͕̹̽̀͛̈͋͊̍͟s̡̥͉̗̝͓̼̓̌̅͌̕̚͢ͅ
You, in coconut water, listen to the beat of the schizofreak salsa, yeah
I’m
Sleeping on the job
Tryina work it out
Call it what you want
Plans that come to naught
But not today’s the day
I’m gonna see my babe
She’s got somethings to say
Unique in every way
I don’t know what it is
But whatever comes
I’m gonna take it down
I hope it’s gonna be
I’M SO SICK OF YOU
I AM SO AFRAID
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
I AM SO TIRED
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11. |
🔫
02:32
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12. |
The Mountain
06:43
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The Mountain
Coming down the mountain through the snow
Thinking that I’ll never be my own self
Again
Know that there’s nothing to be said
Fallen down a hole there goes my leg
Oh shit
Vision is so blurry to me know
Thinking I’ll die buried in the ground
Oh yeah
I see Death’s slim figure coming down
Climbing up the mountain to give me
My end
Coming down the mountain through the snow
Thinking that I’ll never be my own self
Again
Know that there’s nothing to be said
Fallen down a hole there goes my leg
My end
Falling - Coming - Thinking - Coming - Mountain
Hazel eyes, white skies
Saviour forest ranger lady
Coming down the mountain safe and sound
Lady forest ranger head I bow
To you
Hopefully I’ll live another day
But I ain’t never coming up the mountain
Again
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