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THE VULTURES, THE LEACHES
They come at night, flying under radar to take your life and everything you have they rob you blind, they kill your loved ones they plant their poison seeds deep in the seats of power
The vultures, the leaches… Here they come
Enjoy your ignorance, you think such things don't exist Only conspiracy theories that lunatics tell until they come for you breaking through back door it’s already too late your life has turned into hell
The vultures, the leaches… Here they come
"We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives.” - The Active Side of Infinity - Carlos Castaneda's Don Juan's Teachings
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No Winning Bet
01:40
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NO WINNING BET
Worn suitcase filed with bottles
Slashed tires, dusty road
Unfinished letter in the drawer
Dry land craving for a raindrop
Oh yeah, I know
There’s another mile to go
There is so much more to see
Keep on living anyway
Cardboard houses in back alley
Radio out of tune
Black ashtray filled with memories
An old guitar with broken strings
Oh yeah, I know
It’s too late for my ‘I told you so’
And there is nothing I could say
As I watch you turn away
It seems like no winning bet, Unlucky ones
Feels like a winter’s tale
Yeah, yeah….Yeahhh
Hang on in there
It lingers on like undelivered mail
Yeah, yeah….Yeahhh
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End of the Year
02:30
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END OF THE YEAR
The death of the false economy
This is the end of money x2
The end of the world poverty
This is the end of the greed x2
It is the way for us all to be free
This is the end of our needs x2
As we’re closing the end of the year
We regaining our self confidence
As we’re choosing a life without fear,
Finding long lost part of ourselves
As the clock strikes twelve we say cheers,
Reboot the system and start on clean
End of the year
End of our needs… end of the greed… end of money
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The Game
02:36
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THE GAME
I’ve been here for so many lives
And I’m so tired of this game
I’ve played and lost so many times
And I am still
Trapped on this planet of duality to find who I am
When you feel down just whisper quietly my name
I will be right there to hold you tight and comfort you
This world will never be ours
It’s not designed to be that way
You’re at your darkest hour
Still dreaming for the day when all your troubles’ gone
No one can help you resolve worries on your mind
I’ll simply be there to give you a shoulder to share the weight of the world
The only thing that I’ve known
It’s no use to play it, this game can’t be won
Lessons in third density are the hardest to learn
It’s the final test before you go home
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Little Green Creatures
03:09
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LITTLE GREEN CREATURES
Sunny afternoon sky crystal blue
A gentle puff-clouds playing in the wind
Mushrooms and odorous weeds
Asking myself: is all this real?
Little green creatures are hiding in the trees
Looking for a victim conspire and sneak
Little green creatures are coming after me
Gnashing their teeth hungry for fresh meat
You shouldn’t take a bite
This house is made of candy, acid sticks and silver teeth
Calm starry night I’m riding in my car suddenly my engine stops ray of light lit my rooftop
Little grey creatures are hiding behind the clouds in their saucer shaped vehicles, stalking astronauts
Little grey creatures in their bases underground
Their victims of experiments are nowhere to be found
You’re taken for a ride to Archuleta Mountain
Encounters of fourth kind…
you’re taken for a ride to Montauk, Long Island
Encounters of fourth kind…
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No Need For Punk
00:32
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IF EVERYONE WERE PUNKS, THERE WOULD BE NO NEED FOR PUNK ROCK
If all the people in this world were punks
There would be no need for punk rock music
If all the people in this world were cops
They might not have a concept of fascism
If we were the same
We probably wouldn’t be here
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Hashim
03:24
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HASHIM
Starts with the G and D Vibrating strings
Strange chemical induced Is the sound Hashim
Radiates, radiates, radiates… The pulse of inner space
Sweet feedback
This wave is a sound, The sound is a wave
Liberating mind from mental slavery
Bursts into flames It turns to fire
Takes all away, My soul’s desire
Radiates, radiates, radiates… The pulse of inner space
Hee, hey, hoo
This wave is a sound, The sound is a wave
Liberating mind from mental slavery
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Artificial Comet Ruse, Bulgaria
Artificial Comet is a punk rock band formed in Ruse, Bulgaria, in 2012. Founded by lead singer and guitarist Radney Stanchev and bassist Kaloyan “Kany” Georgiev, In August 2014 the band released their debut album “As Loud as Hell” through the independent record label Demo Tape Recordings. In 2016 Nikolay Danev join the band on the drums. ... more
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