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Afterwards
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Can anybody hear me?
I'm alone and after all that happened I feel like the only one in the world.
And after all that happened to me I feel like I'm living in the afterwards.
Can anybody hear me?
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The Rebellion
03:04
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Are you with me when I say that I can see the ruins of what my father's love had built in a thousand years? Is it ok for you if now we have it powdered in front of a thousand
silences? Are you with me when I say that what you did for me is more then what my heart could ever hold even at the bottom of oceans?
Are you with me when I raise my hands until we see the storm to come? And Earth will scream for rebellion.
I had enough time to know who I am before everything got started, is this my fortune or my damnation?
This is a world where it's not necessary to be a better man. That's why you and I still have to give ourselves a chance to change our world by giving dignity to those
who are born with a free heart and can't live in any other way. Are you with me in this?
Are you with me when I call the rain to refresh this desert where we grew up together?
Are you with me when I see the wise man gathering the thousand-year old spirit, which still nurtures the burnt land?
I'll be alone some day and I'll have to walk alone, but when I'll be back the first song will go to you. Until then. Rebellion.
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You have dreamt to spread and waste love, bridging old oceans, old abyss so lugubrious and deep, now grey valley of memories.
Gods with no power which no kind of prophet can even wake again, the lap of the next redeemer's mother is sterile.
Dusty skeletons on the road which brings to the resistance.
Destiny recommended the thirst to be your friend, but she's pestering and screaming.
You've been ripped from your mothers since you still have been in bands, used to scream and groan while you've been dying for starvation.
No one can come and answer or give some kind of relief.
No lover that will rule and stand the eternal reign.
You are their last hope. You are the next newborn prophet which will claim for new hearts to resist.
You are the next God.
You used to have and feed no hope, you used to be cold for so many days and scared by wolves for so long. Scream, groan, die for starvation. Scared by wolf for too long.
No lover that will rule and stand the eternal reign.
You are their last hope. You are the next newborn prophet which will claim for new hearts to resist.
You are the next God.
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Assassins
05:31
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Why don't you come and party with me? Fun seems neverending. No secret! Bring along some friends, it looks like you want to share this bloodshed.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.
Don't need a weapon, not even a weapon! This is for necessity, not for convenience.
we are not aiming for convenience, but just a pure white curtain to hide behind.
We flap our arms trying to fly, mate keep on searching for the way to do it. Take this! It will help you to open your mind, open your lungs, open your wings to the
fucking horizon.
But we can sit emotionless, idle before the bloodshed.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.
We just have to shift our desires and find ourselves to be assassins.
I satisfied death by offering my twinkling portions, I know my sins will be forgiven, but if I could see what I've done? If I could ever see all the flesh I feasted
with? In the end I have nothing to confess and you have thought and said the same things that I thought and said.
Pump the music and sing-a-long louder since no complain comes to our ears.
You can raise your glass but I have no doubt you want to share this bloodshed.
We give and take life as much as we party and share this fucking bloodshed.
We are assassins.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.
Don't need a weapon, not even a weapon! This is for necessity, not for convenience.
we are not aiming for convenience, but just a pure white curtain to hide behind.
We flap our arms trying to fly, mate keep on searching for the way to do it. Take this! It will help you to open your mind, open your lungs, open your wings to the fucking
horizon.
But we can sit emotionless, idle before the bloodshed.
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Fogs
03:28
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Bilge water smells like regret, it goes straight up my nose and deep
to my lungs.
Cannon balls strike over my head but I feel no fear.
Give up to love cause no love can survive in these lands, fogs eat the sun.
No love can be, no love can reach these lands.
Here friends turns into enemies.
I faced my disease and cough out the blood...it wet idols and flags
and stained the insides.
I'm breathing defeats and desperation.
Relics are swords you cannot take off your chest.
Give up to love cause no love can survive in these lands, fogs eat the sun.
No love can be, no love can reach these lands.
Here friends turns into enemies.
Relics were once hope, glorified in the name of God.
They never left any space for evils and witches,
but now they are taking their vengeance as humanity wanes
glorified in the name of God.
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THE PROSELYTE AND THE RUST
Rust eats every sign of our domination, if not now it will do it soon and forever and ever.
Believe in me and I'll get for you salvation and peace, lower you head in front of fault's stateliness.
Believe in me.
Like incense ideas burn, the scent of our madness and of our beauty inebriates and vanishes forever.
Believe in me and I'll guide you to the highest peak of the Creation. One you get there you'll be safe for every storm coming from the oceans. Just winds will wrap you as
well as the word of God.
Believe in me and I'll let you admire what you have never seen before, I'll teach you to fight for our Lord and to earn eternity.
I wonder how I could ever be safe from empty, I wonder how the word of God could ever replenish my heart and then persuade the emptiness. I wonder if what I believe in could
ever be a choice I can make.
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Damnatio Memoriae
03:56
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We will be swallowed up for our contempt and from our cold calculations, they are unceasing but they could not predict our defeat.
Logic obscured the truth and now she's puking on us her vengeance. Curtain does not fall on our shame, not today.
Everything now seems to go back to ash and every part of me now gets lost in your eyes. If I could ever be there where you are now, I will never forget you.
We're standing here and we have fought, we spent sleepless nights to dance and love each other as we always did. And now? What is coming after us?
I can't believe we are flesh and logic, I can't believe we have breathed in vain and we have not even left a trace.
I remember I've been there with you and I felt like the only one in the Earth though. I remember where I eat and sleep with you my love, we drank and we mocked death.
Everything now seems to go back to ashes and every part of me now gets lost in your eyes. If I could ever be there...what is coming after us?
We're standing here and we have fought, we spent sleepless nights to dance and love each other as we always did. And now?
Can't believe that everything of us will get lost, Can't believe that someone will come to bury and forget us. Can't believe that contempt and cruelty will be thrown upon our
stories. Can't believe all these things after all the time I believed in us.
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Black Diamonds
03:18
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Blind as a fallout, and as the black's out. As long as sunshine no longer prevails.
Appreciate it, no matter if it's no longer shining.
The distance and the effort don't matter when it's going to guide us.
The distance and the effort don't matter when it's going to lead us to salvation.
Weakened and damned I keep running to the deep.
Holy crowns have consecrated heroes now they lie as relics into oblivion.
Now it carries me from my fortune to slavery.
We won't dance with them but against them.
It will be the war shouted the most powerful voices, it will be the color of the night, it will burn.
No sheep is worthy of such nostalgia, no flag is worthy of so much blood.
This is why there is no end which is not worthy of such a beginning.
If muses grant and furies come down.
Blind as a fallout, and as the black's out. As long as sunshine no longer prevails.
Appreciate it, no matter if it's no longer shining.
The distance and the effort don't matter when it's going to guide us.
The distance and the effort don't matter when it's going to lead us to salvation.
If muses grant and furies come down.
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Ambrosia
02:52
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It's gonna easily burn in our black lungs, inebriates us all, precious and dark ambrosia easily burns.
She called the fire and explodes. Burn the streets and fields, burn the clouds and the skies.
"Fire shines above the clouds, above the seas, in your home,illuminating their dominions" (Pablo Neruda).
Sun has been shaded, Earth is jaded. "We just can stand still and stare our star going down and crush into black waves of gold, over there where motionless seagulls can no
longer fly" (Michele Tellarini).
Easily burns.
She called the fire and explodes.
"Our future days are blackened leaves falling to this self poisoning" (Edoardo Casini).
"This is not earth's blood" (Scilla Passeri).
Those earthly Gods never brought it close to their lips. The bright black rivers converted sunshine in fake light, and that bright black always turned into gold.
It's gonna easily burn soaks every cell of the soul, but it will burn. Maybe in the day of shame and repentance, when down on our knees we'll have no more chances to cry
for the death of every breath. That's not earth's blood.
It's gonna easily burn.
"Right into veins up to putrefy, wanna move? Wanna feed your selves?
Exhaling scents of poison and money witch consume the air" (Luca De Felice).
Everything burns and reeks. Burns and reeks.
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The Rebellion (Remix)
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