1. |
Crimson Lake
03:48
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I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight
A silent landscape... broken dreams... apocalyptic social scene
(x2)
A carmine love...
A carmine fever...
This fire is forgotten
I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight
A silent landscape... broken dreams... apocalyptic social scene
(x2)
A carmine love...
A carmine fever...
This fire is forgotten
(x2)
Apply some colour and seduce me
(x2)
Longing to be someone else
Longing to have something more
Longing to be someone else
Touch yourself and cry
(x4)
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2. |
Blysspluss
03:14
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We are gone, BlyssPluss has taken it's toll
The end of days for the human race
Remove the waste and we will find an answer
Collapse and die, see our society fall
We are gone!
Remove the waste!
Push it forward
He has a plan
We are gone, BlyssPluss has taken it's toll
The end of days for the human race
Remove the waste and we will find an answer
Collapse and die, see our society fall
We are gone!
Remove the waste!
Push it forward
He has a plan
Push it forward
Advance... advance
Push it forward
He has a plan
Push it forward
Advance... advance... advance
We are gone, BlyssPluss has taken it's toll
The end of days for the human race
Remove the waste and we will find an answer
Collapse and die, see our society fall
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3. |
Gripless
03:50
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Honey, I can read your mind
(x2)
Get a grip on your life
Get a fucking grip
Thoughts say put it behind you
Start your existence again
No one has trust in anyone
Paranoid is not the word
Confusion breeds isolation
There is nothing but lies and deceit
How can greed dominate?
Depression soars through our veins
Help you... help them serve justice in this world
Patience is running out and you can see it in their eyes
Honey, I can read your mind
(x2)
Confusion breeds isolation
There is nothing but lies and deceit
I drink alone
Why are we living?
(x2)
Enter the edge of sleep
A danger appears from the darkness
Youth is crushed by violence
Beasts await within the cave
(x2)
Gripless....
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4. |
Psychodrama
05:47
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It's in our heads, it's in our homes
The flood has taken control
(x2)
We need to talk
Nothing left to say
We need to talk
Nothing left to see
(x2)
Goodbye...
Remember Killer...
I love you...
Don't let me down...
We need to talk
Remember Killer
(x3)
We need to talk....
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