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Black Street Gravel
01:52
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You are indestructible street warrior of metal
've spent days and days in hell,
but you still want some more
Free fall, leap of hope, kiss of doom
Void gazes at you,
when you hit the dirt
This is black street gravel metal
It's your face on the ground,
That's the sound of cracking skull
This is black street gravel metal
It's the price you pay
To live on top fucking rock'n'roll
You are divine hero of intoxication
In and out, out and in,
The game 's been long time on.
Shattered teeth, broken bones, shredded limbs
Lying on the ground
And then it began to snow
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2. |
Skate and Die
01:20
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Näitasin emmele kuidas ma teen backflippi
Näitasin emmele kuidas ma teen backflippi
Nüüd ma sõidan ratastooliga
Nüüd ma sõidan ratastooliga
SKATE AND DIE
Skeidi ja sure
Skeidi ja sure
Skeidi ja sure
SKATE AND DIE
Kalamaja äärekivi
Suudles muga Telliskivi
Magdaleena surnukuuris
Lõppes mu karjäär
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3. |
Dirty Fifty
03:00
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Cheap bastards, expensive sound
Dirty fifty all year around
One hand gives, another takes
Full speed ahead into fucking rat race
Black eyes, white lines,
Late night city, cold lights
Losing mind, living dreams
Lurking shadows in the gutter
Life just like a rollercoaster
One you day win, another you lose some.
Life just like a rollercoaster
One day you fall down, another you rise up.
Riding fast through the darkest night
Looking for fun, for another plight
Dirty fifty promises war
Nowhere to hurry, always somewhere to go
Black eyes, white lines,
Late night city, cold lights
Losing mind, living dreams
Lurking shadows in the gutter
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4. |
Rot'n'Mold
01:49
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The wheel keeps turning
Our planet is burning
Destroyed by consumption,
But I don’t really give a fuck
I'm a slave to the profit
Keep buying more bullshit
Cursing this slavery
Waiting to be buried alive
Watch me fall in rot'n'mold
My only salvation
Is in self-destruction
Blighted elation
I'm stick in the wheel
Destroying our birthplace
Burning our home space
All lifeforms we erase
Will end our race
Watch us fall in rot'n'mold
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5. |
Grave of Society
02:19
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They piss on me, they piss on you
So piss on them, what else to do
Piss on bankers, piss on lawyers
Piss on bosses and landlords
They piss on me, they piss on you
So piss on them, what else to do
Piss on war and piss on peace
And don’t forget to fuck the police
I piss on the grave of society x666
Generation lost
Generation fucked
Piss on ‘em
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6. |
Two Minutes to Midnight
01:55
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Waking in the morning there is no hope
Still hungover there is no hope
24/7 at work and still I’m broke
Living in the end of the world
Waking in the morning there is no hope
Fools around me there is no hope
War on television there is no hope
Living in the end of the world
And it is 2 minutes to midnight
It ain't no fun
Let me out
Get a job? What the fuck
You’ve burnt our planet
What about it?
I will crack open my fucking bottle
All I’ll do is chug-chug chug
Waking in the morning there is no hope
Still hungover there is no hope
24/7 at work and still I’m broke
Living in the end of the world
Waking in the morning there is no hope
Fools around me there is no hope
War on television there is no hope
Living in the end of the world
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7. |
Hõbekuul pt. II
02:18
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Silver bullet in my head, do I live or am I dead? Go!
Silver bullet blew my mind, braindead but Im feeling fine. Go!
Silver bullet got no winners dirty rock'n'roll for sinners. Go!
Silver bullet stole my soul, now I'm slave to rock'n'roll. Go!
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8. |
Frost Punks
01:47
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Spiky jacket, leather boots
Going to the show
There's really nothing to lose
I'll lose my mind, I’ll go insane
Bags full of booze, pockets full of cheap cocaine
Üksinda silla all, üksinda vihma käes
Otsusta sa ise, kas nutta või naerda
Üksinda silla all, üksinda vihma käes
Otsusta sa ise, kas nutta või naerda
Spiky jacket, leather boots
Went to the show
Thought there was really nothing to lose
Ass on the asphalt, knife in the nose
That's the way That's the way it really goes
Üksinda!
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9. |
Plague Banquet
02:59
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Rich eat the poor, poor eat the rich
The plague is upon us, so we shall have a feast
1 full ribcage of a senior executive
4 pounds of the shoulder meat of a trust fund recipient
4 cloves of garlic
With anti-immigrant sentiment
-10% of pension funds
and kosher salt to taste
Income disparity, stagnant wages, plague upon us
It’s harder and harder to keep refrigerator full these days
And so, O Plague, we hail thy reign x666
When the people have nothing more to eat,
they will eat, eat the fucking rich.
Slice and divide your dreams of bright future
Spice up with chilli powder and class war solution.
Pack of yeast, bucket of water,
Home brewed booze goes well with disorder.
Ethanol, tar and gasoline
Molotov cocktail to finish it all clean.
And so, O Plague, we hail thy reign x666
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Feel the buzz, joint toxic mass
Unholy grail, your soul will decay
Goblets full of putrid liquid
Toxic cocktails of liquor wicked
Toxic cocktails and bullet belts!
Toxic cocktails and bullet belts
Brotherhood of cursed souls,
Toxic cocktails and bullet belts,
Damned warriors of rock n roll
Any place I am to go
My brothers and sisters are there for me
Chugging blight, blessed by the night
Hailing unhallowed one
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11. |
Wayfarer
02:39
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When last drop of your rotten blood
Hits the frozen dirt
When time freezes in its flight
Then you'll meet the Wayfarer
He will take you by your hand
You will travel to the lands far
You will cross the waters black
He will open the door for you
He will open the door
Don't be afraid to
Look inside, look inside
He will open the door
Don't be afraid to
Look inside, look inside
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