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SCYTHE OF AGONY
04:17
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Remember the first time
We fell in love?
It opened a hole inside my mind and the sky fell from above
Always together now
From dusk to dawn
We dance in the glory of the moon we dance in the glory of the sun
But now you move your mouth
The words they don’t come out
The pillow used to host our dreams
Now streams of tears from years of doubt
And now we cease to speak
The nights we long to sleep
Who would of known I’d be the hand
To wield the scythe of agony
Oh how she weeps and weeps
She fears the end is near
We spoke of death sincere and stab with jokes
To cloak the sense of fear
And happiness obscure
The still before the storm
I’ll watch the fire rain with pain
Unto my crooked heart of thorns
Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch’entrate
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LA FIN DU MONDE
04:23
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There’s a damned dark place where no one knows
Bright red rows of violent meadows
A cenotaph sits at the edge of a cliff
An onyx shrine with the sky in its grip
They’re parked at the gate, exhaust kicking up dust
In the silence she waits, her contemptuous lust
Iridescence a glow, through the archway she flows
Pouring in real slow, through the driveway they go
She sits black clad with a raven mane
Burnt white smile beneath hinged bangs
They’re tearing up the strips of dark desolate streets
Crucifixes half lit in the moon lights sleep
It’s la fin du monde
La fin du monde
And now you see them and now they’re gone
La fin du monde
La fin du monde
The night is young and the lust is strong
From heaven to hell she said
From heaven to hell with them
Now does it hurt you when I bleed you like the rest?
This cigarette for your forkette
A chariot of my distress
And I genuflect and I’ve nothing left
Take my regrets into your death
Freaks, goths, pigmies, and so much more
Brush our star-crossed lovers at the entrance door
The grand drape draws and the crowd applauds
An acrobatic act of desperate souls
It’s la fin du monde
La fin du monde
And now you see them and now they’re gone
La fin du monde
The night is young and the lust is strong
From heaven to hell she said
From heaven to hell with them
Now does it hurt you when I bleed you like the rest?
This cigarette for your forkette
A chariot of my distress
And I genuflect and I’ve nothing left
Take my regrets into your death
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3. |
SHAPESHIFT
04:52
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On the door step I left you
Or was it you who left me?
You slammed the door I forced my way in
Up the stairs I swore the truth
And I’ll shape shift
The truth
And I'll shape shift
After you
And I'll shape shift
The truth
And I’ll shape shift
You weep for me my sheets are soaking wet with tears
I wonder when you'll let me near
Can you hold me in your arms again, tonight again?
Up the stairs I swore the truth
And I’ll shape shift
Falling lacrimals
And I’ll shape shift
Matrimony bells
And I’ll shape shift
Reaching hand that helps
And I’ll shape shift
Incarcerated realms
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4. |
POACHER AND HIS SON
04:01
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We're just two killers bound by these walls
Your girls nowhere to be found she ain't here no more
We buried her right here on these resting grounds
This poacher and his son are sheriffs of this town
And when the ruins of this temple should fall
They are erected by the foliage of
The kingdom you call
Just like the old days in this powdered closet stow away
I'll have just one, you'll have the sum and never come again
He'll be along he knows you misstep your way
In camouflage us poachers watch him in vain
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DÉNUDÉS Miami, Florida
DÉNUDÉS is Krystal Andreu & Luigi Toni La Rocca. A husband & wife duo darkwave band from Miami, FL
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