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Ashen Clouds
03:29
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Pure darkness devours the land,
rivers of pitch black lava descend
from the mountains above and scourge the plains
leaving smoking ashen trails of death.
Nothing left alive, the clouds cover the remains,
until the winds, lift the curtains of death.
Lux aeterna omnia clarissima
flamma collustrat, veritatem aperit.
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The Rays of the Sun
04:38
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Ode al sole che splende su me
da mattina a sera
e ogni volta che splende su me
la gioia è sincera,
e fintanto che splende il calore si spande
e la luce discende su me e mi acceca;
il cuore risponde a mille domande mai fatte da te.
Feel the warm rays of the sun.
There's no reason to stay under the sun
in this goddamn morning,
I would rather be at home
with a cold beer in my hand;
but for some fuckin' reason
I must sing this song no one will like,
under the rays of the sun.
The warm rays of the sun.
Don't be ashamed and bathe,
let your skin feel the light
under the warm rays of the sun.
Now take a deep breath
and receive the light.
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Blinded by Light
05:07
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There's a strange desire
that comes to my mind,
it burns like a fire
and it makes me blind.
I cannot see ('cause I am)
I am blinded by light.
It feels like I'm floating
through the skies towards the sun.
It feels like I'm flying
at the speed of light.
Be aware of the sun that burns your frail skin,
see as it evaporates, under the scorching rays.
No escape, your flesh is melting,
you can't run, you have no legs;
the only thing you see is a black flame,
combusting, consuming your brain!
At the end of it all
there is something I don't get,
and I had this desire
long gone from my mind;
there's no more any fire
but I am still blind.
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All the Fucks I Give
03:49
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I don't give a fuck,
now I've no more fucks to give
because I'm a generous man
and I gave all I had to you
and you know...
that if I had one single fuck
in my heart, of course,
it would be yours,
ever yours.
This time will be the last I promise,
I won't ask you to do this again;
let me know that you care
and don't always say...
Look at all the fucks I give:
they're so many I'm surrounded,
can't you see them?
They're all over me,
let me show you, here they are:
What? You didn't see them?
How strange! They're so many
and all around me,
sparkling and shining.
They're endless and inscrutable,
they're restless as a crucible
melting anger with madness
and hatred and sadness.
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If you're listening to this song
because it's free,
then you'll forgive my sudden
lack of creativity.
But if you spent your money
I hope it was worth this story.
The story I'm gonna tell you will take us in far, far away, land my child, a land where all people are happy and the sun shines upon the plains. They had a secret, my child: they didn't give a fuck, about everything... Now, let me tell you this story before I lose my fuckin' temper!
You're in a land that's full
of mystery.
Under the rays of the moon
we live and prosper.
We come at night to fulfill all your desires,
we are the ones you dream of,
we're made from fantasies and deeds undone.
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7. |
The Weird Side of Music
02:47
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Welcome to the weird side
of music you shall not enjoy
(this music is strange)
unless you're insane and in that case
you'll listen to all this song.
You won't listen any shit like this
'cause everybody else would be ashamed
(this music is weird)
so this is the weird side
of music nobody likes, not even me.
(Even now I don't know what I'm doing)
don't know what to say,
I just need a rhyme,
so I'll leave it this way
'cause I've got no time.
Hope you like it!
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Dies Reversurus
03:53
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O dies amabilis, inenarrabilis,
o dies remotus
qui nunquam revertet.
O dies crudelis et immanis,
o dies effectus
qui semper revertet.
O dies terribilis, intolerabilis,
o dies amotus
qui nunquam revertet.
O dies sceleris et fatalis,
o dies delectus
qui semper revertet.
In hoc die invenies,
gratiæ portentum,
rerum futurarum
significatio.
The things you lost
were burdens keeping you down,
now with nothing to lose
you can fly and reach your peace:
the peace of mind.
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Alien Galaxies
04:35
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Floating, senseless, in the dark
depths of an unknown universe;
alien galaxies full of answers
to questions never made.
Full of energy, everything
that's shining dies inside;
spiral galaxies hypnotize
with spectacles of light.
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Light-Devouring Anomaly
04:07
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Far, far away, in a place between distant unknown galaxies, there was a singularity. Just a point, you can't see it, it has no form, no space, no time... it doesn't even exist, it can't be real! What is this inconceivable point, this exception, compared to the shiny stars and galaxies that surround it?
Still this point attracts everything near and distant, a supermassive black hole devouring light, time and space; growing its invisible mass against all physical laws. This collapsing light-devouring anomaly draws everything and the frictional forces compressing those materials raise the temperature, generating radiations and light.
So, this black hole vacuums a cloud of light, a quasar, the most bright object in space, and blasts out an outflow which will form nebulae, new stars and planets. Destruction and creation, light and darkness, an endless cycle of changing in which everything will eventually take another form. Just think of it: we are all made from stars, even your neighbour who keeps the TV's volume loud every fucking night and when you complain, next morning, about the noise that keeps you awake all night long, he says "It wasn't me!".
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