1. |
Ill Will
04:26
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He could see
every deed
every thought
every word.
There's no place
where to run
without trace
behind the sun
Come and see
the mess we did
come and see
it won't be last forever.
He can be
everything
you want it to be
that and so much...
more or less
unconvinced
you want it to be
that and so much more.
All these times
don't repeat them
all these crimes
blood...
No ill will
no offense
don't repeat
our consequences
that the end
its getting closer
so much faster
than we expected
He could be
every know
every hear
and every word.
There's no place
where to run
without trace
behind the sun.
Come and see
the mess we did
come and see
it won't be last forever.
(and ever...)
All these times
don't repeat them
all these climbs
wasted on nothing
and all these crimes
blood stained hands.
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2. |
Badmannered
04:43
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It's quite difficult to know what is...
bad mannered
if they educated us to step
on the other
Can you see?
or is it just me?
can you see?
or are you still blind?
can you see?
they can see it
can you see?
what we've created
Where was the mercy?
what kind of creatures do we... become?
They're just a few of questions that need (nid)
to be answered (ansert)
what led them to alienate us (eilienet as)
and why?
Can you see?
or is it just me?
can you see?
or are you still blind?
can you see?
they can see it
can you see?
what we've created
Where was the mercy?
where was it lying?
where was the empathy?
what kind of creatures do we...
become?
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3. |
Nada
04:38
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I can see through your eyes
and see what you can't see
when one of the parties dies
and the damage is permanent.
When you try to disguise
to hide your wound
this comes to light
to take you into the dark.
We live in fear
and plastic and drunken lies
we light the fires
of a secret discord.
And for our sins
we live and die
and how the taste of despair
we smash our skulls to the ground.
Nothing and nobody
can contain us
and nothing and nobody
can stop us now.
You see yourself falling
into the water
you see yourself running
into the nothing.
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4. |
Desierto
03:36
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A piece of your soul comes off
flooding the arriving sadness
how can you even move your lips
again there comes the blackness.
Welcome to this desert place
where if you don't fear it
each footprint leaves its trace
marked in the depth of the spirit.
Convinced of natural scruples
embraced by damn stubbornness
no one can hear the inner blast
despair makes one last call.
Say it to Tutankhamon
we were always wrong.
Welcome to this desert place
where if you don't fear it
each footprint leaves its trace
marked in the depth of the spirit.
Could you guide us through the mist
or your times don't coincide with ours?
here we are waiting for your twist
among the bellow of the wind and the towers.
Say it to Tutankhamon
we could just be scum
how to come back after so long
if we are always wrong.
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I always try to say
that I will never do
something like that
so brave and cowardly.
Suddenly a bunch of birds
they stopped their song
the rumour of a tremor
or the advent of something worse.
A little mouth opens
like a black hole
eater of patience
over a red rain.
Nothing will be the same
after the first stone
where it won't be the same.
after internal wounds.
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Sol Oscuro Ciudad Autónoma De Buenos Aires, Argentina
Sol Oscuro is a post-punk, darkwave and goth rock band from Buenos Aires, Argentina. Members are: Hugo Zonáglez (voice, guitar and keyboards), Diego Polo (bass) and Mariano Pérez (drums).
contact us: soloscuroargentina@gmail.com
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