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Freedom | Год:
2004 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя, Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
Freedom
Facedown in troubles, all I see
Compressed in lies that killing me
My life is trapped in dread and gloom
It"s not my fate, it is my doom
The only hope that I belive
Is giving patience me to live, it"s...
Freedom, freedom, freedom, lifefull air of thine
Freedom, freedom, freedom, is mine... freedom
It"s given to everyone of us
But most of them don"t have a chance
To cope with it, to use it right,
And they surrend without fight
The only hope that I belive
Is giving patience me to live, it"s...
Freedom, freedom, freedom, lifefull air of thine
Freedom, freedom, freedom, is mine... freedom
When evil lurks, when we are slaved
When you forget of being brave,
With every scream till my last breathe
I"ll fight for it without rest.
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Same of Blood | Год:
2004 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
Same Of Blood
I see the glint in moonlight despair,
You see the fight, ideas you don"t shear
Of all this terror we are bored,
We know the rules, we know the world.
And with the peace you are my life
We are the all, the same of blood.
Припев:
Same of blood - we unite
Same of blood - we won"t hire
Same of blood - we wont"t die
We"re same of blood...
Alive or dead, the chosen ones,
You hate their war, you hate their guns.
We"ll never loose non soul, non faith,
They"ll never fear our veil from grace.
They"ll make you think you"re nothing, but
You don"t forget - we"re same of blood.
Припев.
Believe yourself - it"s all you need
Eliminate the war and greed
They run this earth into the end,
They"ll murder you or they will bend.
We must unite, be peace our god
We are the all, the of blood
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Injected paradise | Год:
2004 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя, | Последняя
редакция: 23.11.2005
Injected Paradise.
It became a part of your life,
They destroy your brain.
Once you made your only dive,
And you can"t emerge again.
Play your life as fatal dice
Your injected paradise.
Припев:
Drugs...you will kill
All on another will
Drugs...belief in night
When will come the light?
Drugs...you know the rules
Rules? No rules
Life and death - it"s all the same
When you want your dose,
But you won"t return again
This is what you chose.
Sank inside you deepest vice,
In injected paradise.
Припев.
Hate the master of your blood?
Sust cut off his head.
Wish to bury him in mud.
Make him better of dead.
They don"t care - pay the price
For injected paradise.
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Death | Год:
2005 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя, Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 23.11.2005
Through all my life, I waited the solution
Him, the justest One, bringing a conclusion
I was looking forward to the end, of last day
So I begged prayed as I desired to pass away
And soon he emerged - black gown, black scythe,
Put a choice of under - road or path to the sky
Sreams of my friends he doesn"t care
Leading me bemembed to crematory"s fair.
A knock in the door summoned no fear
Now the egualer is here
So I leave all things behind
When Old Man came, my hands are light...you have a died!
Minds the ashes and licking flame
Stood my soul with no desire to be famed
Cold, freeze flew off the candle fire
And I with the smoke set higher and higher
Now I feel no wrat, no regret
I"ve lost all my evil a my body dead
At last I"ve got to know what I am
And what should I think - the old man
Here is the record on my gravestone
Let it be the lesson fer rest
Don"t ask a simple life under church domes
Better stand leneeling for simple death.
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Dirt and Dust | Год:
2005 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя, Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 23.11.2005
Dirt And Dust
№1:
The silence before a thunder-storm, drips a rain
The lightning shines, all prepare
The loud explosion, is shivered by ground
Drop from the sky, as a drop of blood
The clouds approach, as the locust will fly
Forming moon-light, night light
№2:
Will not wait, end of a thunder-storm
Wait next morning, do not run from
From what you will not leave
While you are alive, go to lee
You not leg-pull a nature
She - most important founder
Refrain:
Dust and dirty, dirt and dust
Has appeared everywhere, up to last
Is sprayed quickly... Very fast
It... A dirt and dust
Insert:
The fearlessness is not subject to you
You have no place to get to, there is nothing to do
The thunder-storm will burn out your bodies
Will revenge bloody
Refrain:
Dust and dirty, dirt and dust
Has appeared everywhere, up to last
Is sprayed quickly... Very fast
It... dirt and dust
№3:
This dust blinds to you eyes
Do not play with her in fatal dise
Beyond the grave a sound has crack
Above your heads condensed the fog
The clouds approach, as the locust will fly
Forming moon-light, night light
Refrain:
Dust and dirty, dirt and dust
Has appeared everywhere, up to last
Is sprayed quickly... Very much fast
It... A dirt and dust
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Im bored | Год:
2004 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
I"M BORED
I"m bored of mortal life
Seeing peoples useless strife
I"m bored of saving peace
How cold have we come to this?
I"m bored of dying young
When my foes are having fun
I"m bored of suicide
When are souls cannot hide
My forces came to an end
As beaty is just a frand
I can"t live in this dirty world
And I just want to say that - I"m bored
I"m bored of hell on Earth
Where the evil is in force
I"m bored of failed hope
That we cannot simply cope
I"m bored of peoples flock
Living in the weird fog
I"m bored of living lies
I"m bored of lust and vice
My forces came to an end
As beaty is just a frand
I can"t live in this dirty world
And I just want to say that - I"m bored
My forces came to an end
As beaty is just a frand
I can"t live in this dirty world
And I just want to say that - I"m bored
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Revolt | Год:
2004 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
Revolt
Behold to our powers,
Behold to our force
We are the graveyard flowers,
Which bloomed or rotting corpse.
We"ll lacerate our enemies,
And so we are called.
Grown of violent genesis
Our noble name - REVOLT !!!
The utter force belongs to us
The people"s lie, the pain, the lust
With our coming the sky turns red
And one"s afraid of our threat.
Rebellion"s march will cover Earth
The time has come for thus rebirth
No place to run, there is no vault
Here comes the riot, here comes revolt!
The revolt goes here
Where the atmosphere falls.
Revolt - divided fear
Where the bell of terror talls.
Humanity...
You must surrend and go away,
Vanish from our vanquished sigh,
On we"ll be dancing on your grave !!!
The world has failed to set us back,
And now it"s time for rude attack.
Your bravery is verified,
The war is on and peace denied.
So be afraid - it"s time to bleed,
We"ll tear asunder lying creed.
Don"t give a shit to fucking world!
Here comes the riot, here comes REVOLT !!!
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Blinded by Fear | Год:
2005 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
My emotions came by the end
Today was lost. My best friend
Pain of loss to not stop already
I not was ready to this
He has died...
Loss close, my eyes are closed
He has lost all what had once
Quiet he lays in ground
But he has not left rest to me, which has not found
He has died...
You will not stop this pain
My life anything now... Me you could take away
And now my dreams have disappeared
All that I feel, it... Fear
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Black Moon | Год:
2005 | Автор(ы):
Онходоев Витя | Последняя
редакция: 19.07.2005
The black moon
Conceiving dark affairs, in the sky grin the moon
To us from here to not leave, she will throw on us black bloom
The stars which have been broken off in ashes laugh
As thousand devils, Gloat above us our love
Look also to eyes do not believe, in the sky a black animal hide
Be not afraid of him, all behind
I by the hand,
Heart yours I shall cover -
Can fly and not be afraid more another.
Heart yours two faced,
From above it is filled
By soft grass, and from below knife
I never understood, what for by him necessary your soul
We go with you on dark hall
From laughters of this moon, shivered ground
Drop from the sky, as a drop of blood
Will strike a thunder, black moon
We with you shall be seen... soon
I from all forces try to help you
But I with it nothing to do
The dark moon, will take away your body
Will revenge bloody
I by the hand,
Heart yours I shall cover -
Can fly and not be afraid more another.
Heart yours two faced,
From above it is filled
By soft grass, and from below knife
For what she is dead, why, I must to die
My soul should burn in a hell, I should be in cell
The moon left, having taken away her(it)
I am guilty, anybody is more
Will strike a thunder, no the moon
We with you shall be seen... soon
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Two sides | Год:
2006 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 26.03.2006
Somehow everything"s getting worse
My fight is just one of their struggles
And have I ssen it all Oh no,now their hate"s reaching the top
And guess who"s to blame,and guess who"s responsible
If pain is our line,
The one that connects us in life,should we hold on
I only feel their shame when I"m near
Life should be more than this,should be warmer than this
Cause there"s more grief and pain,oh yes
There is more than what I caused,
things beyond me
And their eyes reflect things they"ll never say out loud
If pain is our line,
The one that connects us in life,should we hold on
Our dreams,ambitions and passion
Our plans for the future,our combined goals
A life with status,respect and adoration
our wishes and hope destroyed at once
Without those things to connect us,
a life together is even worse than alone
we all need two sides of the story
Two sides,one can become a reflection
of the truth,a lie
You"ll be judging soon
Two sides,they both have their emotions,opinions and thoughts
on who"s to blame on reality,can you tell
If pain is our line
The one that connects us in lief,should we hold on
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Outsider | Год:
2006 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 26.03.2006
Help me if you can
It"s just that this is going away
I want it so quickly please,
Help me understand what
I"ve given in to all the years
And this darkness I have known
Lying to myself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the faultline
What"ll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, why do I wanna watch you
Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What"s your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
Medicated, drawn away, picture perfect, no more legiments
Narcisistic, drawn away, craving fame and all this decadance
Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline
What"ll it take to get it through to you precious
Come to this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, why do I wanna watch you
Disconnect and self destruct one woman at a time
What"s your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
They were right about you
They were right about you
Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fautline
What"ll it take to get it through to you precious
Come on to this , why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a bitch, come to this, come to this
Disconnect and self destruct, one woman at a time
What"s your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your karma prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here
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Rose | Год:
2006 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 26.03.2006
don"t
disturb
the beast
the tempermental goat
the snail
while he"s feeding on the rose
stay rose, and compromise what i will, i am
been around
the wind silently blown about
again i"m treading so
soft and lightly
compromising my will i am
i am
my will
so no longer
will i
lay down
play dead
play hard to-
in the headlights, locked down and terrified
your deer in the headlights shined down and horrified
when push comes to pull comes to shove comes to step around
this self destructive dance that never would"ve managed
i rose, i roared aloud, hear my will, i am
i am
my will
so no longer
will i
lay down
play dead
play this
kneel-down gunshy martyr, pitiful
i rose, i roared, my will i am
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Exaction | Год:
2006 | Автор(ы):
Савченко Сергей | Последняя
редакция: 26.03.2006
1:
This rising light,
Has pierced my eyes,
Fear on soul,
As if exaction is close
Refrain:
I hear of mortal verdict,
Crowd, executor, his axe,
Last breath, last step,
And everyone shout: EXACTION, EXACTION!
2:
Cords and circuits,
Have curtailed blood,
And dead air,
I swallow again
Refrain:…
Chorus: EXACTION…
DEATH…
EXECUTOR…
AXE…
Chorus 2:
Last breaths mine,
As you are now necessary to me,
Executor has accepted a signal,
Cut! I have fallen...
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