1. |
CROSSING THE LINE
05:12
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A nasal serving of acgonine
Crimson gushing and tight of mind
A higher power, fleeting energy
The answer lies on a dusted key
Crushing blocks and crossing lines
Watching blank with the eyes of the blind
Rushing bleak highways
Dashing through daybreaks
Pathetic mistakes
New urges awake
Chalked self reflection
Weak pale complexion
Ignore the voices
Retrace the choises
New day is rising
Real life despising
Numbness has faded
Sobriety is always hated
Crossing the line
Narcotic devine
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2. |
COCKROACH UTOPIA
03:45
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When all life fades away
Blue sky has turned to black
What once was now forgotten
Never ever coming back
That is how the story goes
In the life, of the low
I can’t explain, no I can’t explain
Why my mind says go
All fading away
All fading away
Cockroach utopia
Apocalyptic formula
The world has died as we know it now
And there’s no way back
So fuck you all
This is the downfall
Behold the downfall
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3. |
2 4 7 12 5 3 2
04:28
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Digging all these holes, it’s what I like and
Sifting through the dirt for something shining
All I need is luck, no silver lining
Hoping for a buck, earned by this grinding
A man’s truly alone out here in nature
But I’m in desperate need, I know the danger
Robbers, thieves, thugs and strangers
You can all have my guts, it’s my hard labor
Washing grime away down by the river
Picking through the mud, hand full of blisters
How much must I toil for measly slivers
I long for a hearty meal, sweet beans and liquor
Punk has waited for the jackpot
Had me dig it up before I was shot
he hit nothing important, I got him now
Pocket filled my pockets, head back into town
2 4 7 12 5 3 2
Back to nothing
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4. |
DEADLOCK
03:42
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Liquid indulgence
Overflowing substance
Drowning abundance
Ends with expulsion
Achieving nothing
Feeling of numbness
Another buzzing
Becomes disgusting
A fierce ejection
Acidic cascade
Porcelain affection
Neverending headache
Regrets of the night
Affected by daylight
Two lines amphetamine
So I can go again
Every night it ends the same
I can’t seem to avoid disaster
Every night’s a bloody haze
I just can’t seem to get things right
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5. |
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No trace
I’m drifting from home far away
This flight has no chance to prevail
Burning forgotten doomsday
Betrayed, when journey entailed
Cursing and screaming my voice is still pleading
Descending and fading, mind won’t stop wailing
Lights keep on flashing does this mean I’m crashing
Decaying I’m dying, please help me I’m trying
Engine shutdown
On damaged account
Ignore all doubt
Proceeding with fault
Nothing can be done
Impact will hit soon
Eighteen times round
This race is your doom
Sky is falling
Lightning flashing
We sure are trying
But thunder is thrashing
Speak up for the sake of my life
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6. |
BALLAD OF GERARDO ROSSO
01:19
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7. |
SALVATION
03:22
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O fuck no
Please say it ain’t so
Your head exploded from the things we did not know
Prisoner of society you couldn’t be
Escaped a prison once, there was no energy
Your life destroyed
Here in this void
You were a rebel, a real rebel
You couldn’t help it, the only way out
The world is to fucked for someone like you
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8. |
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Get me some milk, some eggs
Some sugar and some flour
A bowl to throw it in, I’ll show my mixing power
Now give me
The best damn pan you have
YEAAAA
Get the baking pan nice and hot
Now show it what you’ve got
Butter butter butter butter everywhere
It’s melting, O my god
Caress the butter with the batter
Never smell anything better
Golden brown is the color that you want
What would you like on yours
Tell me we’ve got it all
We bake the best of the best
Piles and piles until they fall
Baking pancakes, baking all them pancakes
Never enough cheese
Baking pancakes, baking bacon pancakes
Never enough cheese to be pleased
Mix it up Crawdaddy
We’ve got
Everything you’ll ever want
No reason to hold back at all
Just go and give us the call
You’ll feel much better after
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9. |
RETURN TO THE ROT
05:59
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Appropriate all triumphs, to benefit the ego
Remedy the symptoms of a societal disease
Consume to distract from the call for change
No choice but to comply, display the remains
Surpress what is needed most
Wipe away that which gives life
No significance in ages past
Too arrogant to see it's own futility
Believe the ruin is ours to cause and ours to fix
No dents in the lifetime of worlds
All will adapt but the ones that create
Ignorant of the damage done to self
Handmade cataclysm
Concrete footprint will be filled with grass
Rain cleanses the ground of our blood spilled
Wind will take the dust we leave behind
The bricks return to the dirt from whence they came
Inevitable reclaim, Return to the rot
Return to the rot!
Close your eyes
Keep them closed
In due time
You will be caught
None be spared
None be spared
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Sons of Node Utrecht, The Netherlands
Sons of Node is a three piece sludgy band based in Utrecht, The Netherlands. Foul & dissonant riffage combined with a bass sound as huge as a mammoth, backed by massive "brick in your face" drums is what they're all about. All three of the hairy bastards top it off with their vocals, each one of them with their own style. Sons of Node's sound might remind you of bands like Eyehategod & Kylesa ... more
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