1. |
The Shadows Of Ourselves
04:00
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We are the shadows of ourselves
And there's nothing left to save
To reach the point of no-return
Desire became the face to burn
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2. |
Countdawn
02:44
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when you look to a picture of your death
I think you're winning by loss
Deliverance
Arrogance
Squirting out a motocross
Reminds a dowdy trap searching his holy breath
There's a countdown in your condom
Here's a countdawn
Here's a countdawn made of your condom
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3. |
My Fear
05:30
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Soft lights
Reassuring shadows
Distant family
To leave the flesh
To easy the pain
Is it a key ?
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4. |
Into The Ride
04:29
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Into the ride of dissolution
We payed the price of conversation
Into the ride of fascination
We payed, we played, we prayed
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5. |
Self-Centered
05:45
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6. |
It's Gone For Good
03:57
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I think it's gone for good
Ain't really rude ?
I guess it should
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7. |
Answers... ?
02:00
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8. |
When You Cried That Loud
03:44
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9. |
By Forfeit
03:06
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The sum of the drone is coming within charm
The soul of her dorm is cold but disarm
Fashion used to choose act of hardness
By forfeit
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11. |
Positivism
05:49
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12. |
Window Ear
07:21
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13. |
Cell
13:59
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I want to push you
Where there's nothing left to see
He needs to touch you
Where there's nothing left to feel
We used to hide you
where there's nothing left to smell
They have to beat you
Where there's nothing left to hear
They have to...
They have
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Melanome Montreal, Québec
Pathologic Blues band created by Samuel Neant Pastel & Naal Stayn which started in february 2011 through Live Messenger, between France & Québec. Audio files are sent by e-mail, then reworked and/or overdubbed. The sound of Melanome is an hybrid of field recordings and detuned melodies. Many influences, lack, skills nourrish us ; so our style is... our music. ... more
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