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Dead Whores On My Heart
05:28
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A Nostalgic vibe
Sacrificial rite
Death's poem on the flesh
I'm bleeding alkaline
Conjured my demise
More than a thousand fuckin' times
I'm a wizard of the obscene
An adept of the neuro suppressive scene
You're a bleeding sunshine
But I'm a dead whore on your heart?
You're a bleeding sunshine
And so I'm a dead whore on your heart
Little white lies
Mixed with blood and wine
Deep sensual aggression
Esoteric annihilation
A Caustic accord
Cemented in dead air
A Hypodermic emission
Of pornographic volition
You're a bleeding sunshine
But I'm a dead whore on your heart?
You're a bleeding sunshine
And so I'm a dead whore on your heart
These heavy pages
Violently turned
Psychotic archives
Where the paragraphs burn
Empty words
Cascade into the void
A derelict song
Like a sharpened blade tearing at the soul
You're a bleeding sunshine
But I'm a dead whore on your heart?
You're a bleeding sunshine
And so I'm a dead whore on your heart
But I am the wizard of pain
An affliction of the insane
Once a lover of rain
Stranded in this world of disdain
Dead stoned, aborted and cold
To the void the old one returns
Holographic future state
The disintegration's advocate
I am a wizard of pain
'Neath a suicide rain
Nocturnal call on the vein
A Carpathian dream on MDMA
Death dream unleashed on the soul
Deep dive into the unknown
Wished the words would penetrate
But emptiness is your only fate
Come on and piss on my heart again...
Now that distance reigns
And the silence screams
Wounds have all but closed
Scars remain unseen
While the bodies fall
Soaking spirits rise
Ancient lust dies hard
Just cadavers in the low tide
Accusations heaved
Prostituted hearts
Empty vessels numbed
A void between the stars
To bear the memoir
To the very end of life
I've been dragged so far
By all the dead whores on my heart
I've been dragged so far
You're a bleeding sunshine
But I'm a dead whore on your heart?
You're a bleeding sunshine
And so I'm a dead whore on your heart.
You're a bleeding sunshine
You're a perfect suicide
Empty vessel, Empty mind
Just cadavers in the lowest tide
You're a bleeding sunshine
You're a perfect suicide
Empty vessel, Empty mind
You're a perfect suicide
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Ennui For Neophytes
04:49
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Depressive days have me wasting away
Dazed and confused, adrift for weeks on end
Harmonized in the strangest ways, on sleepless nights
Analog dancer crooning lust in the air tonight
Days fall carelessly
Into a blue Atlantic deep
A sleepy sun lowering
As incense burns with every fantasy
August's razor cuts deep,
Revealing the nature of the scene
Fascination within the veins,
But washed away in the late summer rains
Washed away in the late summer rains...
We've been wasting the days away
Weeks of innuendo and hesitant romance
Don't you know I'm dead for you girl
Lets fall together into this gothic trance
Days fall carelessly
Into a blue Atlantic deep
A sleepy sun lowering
As incense burns with every fantasy
August's razor cuts deep,
Revealing the nature of the scene
Fascination within the veins,
But washed away in the late summer rains
Lost for lust
Lost for weeks
Neophyte lovers
In the autumn breeze
Dead for love
Dead for this
Tender casualties
On a sapphire sea
Lost for lust
Lost for weeks
Neophyte lovers
In the autumn breeze
Dead for love
Dead for this
Tender casualties
On a sapphire sea
Cupid's needle unleashed
An angelic toxin within
The sweetest symphony
We're lovesick, high on mortal sin
Lost for lust
Lost for weeks
Neophyte lovers
In the autumn breeze
Dead for love
Dead for this
Tender casualties
On a sapphire sea
Kindred spirits once led astray
Lost through the ages of the earth
Fallen into this great expanse
The spheres of true devotion
Neophytes in these affairs
Like it was the first time again
Gentle words in the autumn breeze
An hazel dream in a winter's scene
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Déjà-Vaudou
05:27
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A ghostly voice haunts the airwaves tonight
The howling of the void
Alone and distraught
Lifeless and naked
Crestfallen, mostly suicidal
There's no comfort for us tonight
Frozen in self-doubt
Plastic despair
An agent of emptiness
Nothing and all in between
Face the past head on
Taste the pain, fuckin' abandonment
Look within, find the root
Take a bite of that forbidden fruit
This is all a sick masquerade
Everything is pretending
Nothing is joyous
Nothing is fun anymore
This is all a mistake
Perpetually stuck
In a solipsistic state
I've been dead since '98
But lift me again and shake me
Bring me back to the days where we used to play
New kids on the block
The ultimate outcasts of the school yard
Rock 'n' roll escapades
Mesmerized young souls on a sea of names
Fantasy books and video games
Nothing will ever feel like that again
All my kin are dead
And I've killed them all
All of them long gone
(Mortui non te salutant)
All charades lived up
A masquerade of emptiness
Facing the depths of the well
(Face down against the water, lost to the world)
Days come and days go
Fakeness permeates all
Totally numb
All the fucking time
Prince of nothing at all
Scourge of the underworld
Certified magician
Of discouragement
Mostly dead
Not alive
All these days
Just trying to get by
Locked away
In summer ends
The pain dilutes
All plastic friends
Monkey see monkey do
Everything's entangled, a metaphor
Seen somewhere way before
In a dream, a wine tinted whore
Plastic lives
All dead inside
So open wide
To another lie
Fakest smile
Don't try to hide
Just close your eyes
And fuckin' die
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Stonehag Portugal
Underground Music From Portugal.
STONEHAG is G.R. - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synths, Lyrics & Compositions.
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