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Alone & Alive
02:39
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As sure as sin, you come to me
You've released yourself from hope's firm grip
You scratch and swirl, around my cage
While the rest of your world passes by
I could let you and and then just suffocate
breath your last and give up the ghost inside
Ulcers break and black bile's pouring out
when your time comes my cage could break apart
I'm alone and alive
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2. |
The Beheaded King
02:25
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Transitions flowing all the time
I would be dead so you can be alive
Wouldn’t you know, would you even care
now your hunger’s satisfied
I have tried and I have failed
it happens every single day
I’ve bled my last and it’s not enough
We’re dead and gone
You’ll mourn my fall someday
I’m the Beheaded King
Cast aside the only one who cares
I’m done saving you and I should have known
Queen of Regrets, cause of death
And seething heat in my head
I have tried and I have failed
it happens every single day
I’ve bled my last and it’s not enough
We’re dead and gone
You’ll mourn my fall someday
I’m the Beheaded King
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3. |
Don't mind if I do
06:59
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I see you strut
you crawl and moan
your cherry-stained lips
make my head go numb
Don’t break it out
Don’t wake me up from
this blissful dream
I’ve got someone
to deceive
There’s time for bliss
and time for war
locking heads
and headin’ straight
And I don’t want
What I need
I need just what I want
Don’t break it out
Don’t wake me up from
this blissful dream
I’ve got someone
to deceive
I don’t mind
I don’t care
Don’t break it out
Don’t wake me up from
this blissful dream
I’ve got someone
to deceive
I don’t mind
I don’t care
I just want
to eat you bare
Don’t mind if I do
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4. |
Pitch black o'clock
03:37
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What is this?
an endless stream of blackest streams
breaking waves
Streams of static
paralyzed
every waking dream
We do not cry or moan for the dead
other temples, bodies and souls
in this crooked pitch black o’clock
breaking through
walking on bloody stumps through the snow
catching breath
Have you forgotten me?
We do not cry or moan for the dead
other temples, bodies and souls
in this crooked pitch black o’clock
Streams of static paralysed
every waking dream
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The title track off of our debut album, "until the road is a dead end." Album COMING SOON - 15th of December https://www.facebook.com/events/530681100424093/
Lyrics below:
until the road is a dead end.
You’re the sweetest of my failings
You’re desire made flesh
I don't care much about living
unless you’re with me in death
Times have gone and times have passed
And I’ll still wait for you 'till the bitter end
I’ll be gone and you’ll be here
'til I break you out
Sensations work no more
each step of the way
The sharp hiss of your lust
hath taken over the day
The damp cloak of loitering
waiting for the dreadful sign
and I’ll wave goodbye
when shadows weep
‘till you break me out
Abhor and sign out
And I’ll wait for you
with innocence condemned
And I’ll keep on keeping on
until the road is a dead end.
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6. |
World of Pain
03:18
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Rigor mortis, what is amiss
I've seen the light, and it ain't such a bliss
It crossed my mind
you could be blind
Oblivious of all Alive
Heedless, hasty, rash and wild
just what you need to
walk through here
barefoot, broken, soul for sale
bridges burnt and gasoline
Erase yourself, for yourself,
drive your head through every wall
Give or take, you're getting near
A World of Pain
Your ending theme
You must be tired, breached and parched
What better place than here to rest
Cripple, crush and lacerate
Wipe slates clean and desecrate
What better time than now to feed
the little savage unrestrained
Erase yourself, for yourself,
drive your head through every wall
Give or take, you're getting near
A World of Pain
Your ending theme
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Zombie Pilot
03:58
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Waiting at the station
for my ride into dreams
The hollow gallows howl and moan
Halfway through my dream
I catch my breath
But the sound of flapping black wings
makes me give in again
Zombie Pilot under your command
I have tried to make ME understand
Shark teeth, corpse flies
Cold lies, and lullabies
Waiting my return, in your fold
The scumbags gather to sing our song
To sing our song
Zombie Pilot under your command
I have tried to make ME understand
Sometimes my ghosts come to me at night
to shut our vain minds
And just to stare
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8. |
Right through me now
03:54
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Crawling out of my cave, baby
lookin’ for a good time
slick and fresh, sweaty flesh, lubed up stash of masked goods
seeing red and purple, baby
baby, that’s your scent
but it’s all no good because you
drip and lash, and burn and crash
and sweat around, lost and found
come around and take look
don’t let the door hit you on your way out
See right through me now
See right through me now
Baby, see right through me now
See right through me now
Pounding the pavement
every single night
seeing where the cards
where the cards will land
I hope they land in your lap
I hope they land in your lap
I hope they land in your lap
I hope they land in your lap
a touch, a lick, a wish, a kick
you never hit but you always run
again I fail, hope to no avail
because…
You see right through me now
see right through me now
see right through me now
see right through me now
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The Black & Vice Social Club Skopje, Macedonia
The Black & Vice Social Club is an alternative rock band based in Skopje, Macedonia that expresses itself through intense, energetic, contemporary rock music. Inspired by personal experiences, outer surroundings and random occurrences, the band delieveres powerful and raw performances to intense rock songs with meaningful lyrics. ... more
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