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Walk the Plank

by Locked In

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1.
Rudders Outta Control... 01:20
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We're rudders outta control (ploughing through unknown seas)! To strike sails is useless, let the waves take us away. We're stuck in time and maybe pirates tales hold our memories. The curious man already prized will recount of a legend about the rudders outta control…
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Astoria 03:03
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Here I belong and I've always been a man that has been looking ahead, positively ahead, and aware of all my limits that I passionately tried to break. Against the most closed mentality I came out from, going through these years. And you claim to profit on the humility I demonstrate?! Smoking guns and violence. Is that your way? It's not my way. You can hit me and I can't stand, but I'll be back on my feet again. To defend all my treasures from your avid hands. With no regrets you drag me to your side and we bring each other down. So we give it up in "A", an "A" for Astoria. The place of the lost&found and the ups&downs. Place of glorious times and brotherhood. So we are giving it up. What was a refuge for the ONE-EYED-BLIND-MAN now becomes the place I think I deserve. Thanks for the chance I will hold it in my heart. Now It's my time and I can resist so much 'cause with no regrets you drag me to your side and we bring each other down. I can't allow you to contaminate me and I strongly give it up for the place that I belong: Astoria! 'cause it's place of glorious times and a place of brotherhood.
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The King 01:22
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So come ahead! Now! Before getting on in years, before you lose the strength! You vote, you talk, but breaking chains with no regrets is different. I live in the city of the blind, where who's got an eye is the king of a panic-stricken generation This paradox is collapsing and no prophet comes. What do you wait for why make an effort to choose another king. You can get him down to the city of the blind where who's got an eye is the king. And who wants to keep on living in this city speak up, I personally will give it up today. Let's stop be blind folded, let's take our legs and kick our ass outta here.
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Goonies on Fire 02:34
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Thanks for the appreciation dude! but now I've got to give it up. Don't wanna hear my reclamation? The precious message, I hate that, predicted the end. Don't you see that I pay detention 'cause you can't pay attention? I rave? Do I rave, dude? It's because you know how to live (?), to work (?) and what I've gotta live for (?). This adventure…is what I found! It might have the effect to surprise the crowd, it might have no purpose, but I will be alive. That is why I am fuckin' angry and I decided to jump up, on the sailing ship of my obsession to avoid those sleeping minds. On what? On what you call a wasted day for golden flags. On what you call a wasted day, but a wasted day that saved my life. I will come back with empty hands and I can count on secret pockets. I figured out for the first time how dangerous it was to walk that plank. And I learn that pirates' flags are made of golden threads. You pushed my shoulders against the wall and tried to drive me out of my dreams, and everything that represented and represents my youth. You wonder why I'm still resisting and I told you that believers save a life and misbelievers make no difference. Even though it was the last one, it was sublime! This is the legend of a man that showed me how…. That's what I found!
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Night Kills 04:12
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I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home, I'll never be looking back but I will never give up the memories. Night kills, kid night kills. This cold has always kept me awake about the end about my life, it's too many years I can't enjoy the peace of mind. I forgot how beautiful was to get lost when youth hits a new path. My brain can't avoid to sink in memories more times that I could fake, more then I can fake. No need to ride this darkest wave. Seems like I told you to take care of yourself. I hold your hand no more… I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home. Night kills, kid night kills. Seems like I've got no word, no eyes to keep you off those threats. Night kills, kid night kills. I have never looked back but I have never given up the memories, time to get back home! Frustration is to give advice, expose yourself and you're gonna lose the message. Night kills, kid night kills.
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Genuine Promise 01:42
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When your goalers come and take you, clinking chains are louder. But no scuffle can stand the weight of your creeds, of your beliefs. Improving yourself for better days, don't let flocks of wretches bring you down again. An iron-skin's coming from promises made to your self, they're gonna be the most genuine ones. And strangely you will see them like a letter cut in the bark of your still growing shoulders. And you will see that nothing is gonna change.
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How to Put an End to This? 02:43
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We've gone too long and now it's time to look inside ourselves cause modern man has always waited till the end before reacting. We hate, we fake! we kill, fake! But consequences won't go unobserved, did I mean to only be useful? It's time to realize right now where cynicism goes. It's time to ask to ourselves, to ask why we brought these threats on, blindly to this point and blindly destroying. It's useless I'm blind as well. Each daily struggle, each daily habit, each daily action. You pretend to have no guilt. Let's start thinking more about our kids and less about how to fill our pockets. How to put an end to this? We've gone on too long and it was enough to forego some of our conveniences. Without having to exploit our planet's gifts for our underhand needs, getting our priorities straight. For dirty cash and lousy intentions? How to put an end to this?
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All the Breakdowns 02:34
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All the breakdowns are bursting in me like thousands of blades just sharpened by the rage and the greatest determination. All the way I talk about that sensation that is gonna be the spark, the real one. Have you got it? All the way for the revolution, all the way out of compromise, it is just taking back our roads in restless nights, gonna be restless nights. Don't forget to raise your young fists and look ahead. Memories are fragile, you're gonna miss these days. Listen now I hope the time is burning black lists. And I actually aim for that day. Maybe I won't relate. Don't let your life be blown away, don't let your time go. In this way. Raise up our young fists, you're gonna miss these days. We hope the time is burning black lists, hell we aim for that day, in all the breakdowns.
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Fury Left 02:41
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Gaining time's our sentence, but we can judge ourselves. We didn't sign any contract, but we've begun to run anyway. In front of our monsters we couldn't just recoil and answer with rage to ruthless and stormy seas. When getting an opportunity means staring at a rush-light, but we're still staring at that rush-light. That's what remains, that's our fury left. Distant rush-light, we're still staring at, that's what remains, that's our fury left. Rush-light behind the fog of our days, never wizening seed…never wizening… It's a never wizening seed.

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released August 30, 2008

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Locked In Perugia, Italy

Locked In is a band born in the late 2007 that plays a powerful and passionate hardcore from Italy.

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