1. |
Morning Bell
02:38
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2. |
Interzone
04:01
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INTERZONE
I wipe the fragments of skull from my shoes
And lillies grow on their ends
My dick feels long and hard but what‘s the use
I left it in my other pair of pants
Somebody says «Can I borrow your face?»
I say «Please be my guest»
He wears it upside down, his forehead speaks
And says «Well, what about the rest?»
All hail to the midget saint,
His nimbus is shining a bright blue
His right leg is shorter than the left
A knife hidden in his special shoe
Right foot left foot right foot
Right foot left foot right foot
Right foot right foot right foot
Right foot right foot
This is the way the world ends
No bangs no whimpers
Just me watching you sleep
They slaughtered November too
I hope that she felt no pain
Next to her body they wrote in blood
See that? No rain
The crowd is cheering crowd is cheering
Give them one hell of a show, hell if I show
Crawl up her cunt and drive them insane
It‘s all they want, it‘s all they know
Her teeth pierce the skin,her teeth pierce the skin
One hint of a scream and she‘s in
This is the way the world ends
No bangs no whimpers
Just me whatching you sleep.
It‘s been so long since that day
and it hasn‘t been long enough
It doesn‘t matter anyway
you should be seeing everything now
As for me, I can taste rust
The far off land
The dirty hand
The sad old man
The jester‘s cap
The killer‘s den
And silence then
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3. |
All You Lovers
08:33
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ALL YOU LOVERS
All you lovers with your heads between the clouds
All you lovers with your feet so close to the ground
Prepare for the coming doom
Prepare for my return
All you lovers with your hands upon your heads
All you lovers with your hands upon your heads
See me coming down the river, I‘m coming for you
See me coming down the mountain, I‘m coming for you
All you lovers with your heads between the clouds
All you lovers with your feet so close to the ground
I‘m alive in this world of yours of which I am not and will never be a part
I‘m alive in my own corner of the universe, a side effect of being this
All you lovers see me run so close to you and yet so far away
All you lovers see me now I‘m just like you, but It‘s too late
All you lovers with your heads upon your spikes
Reattach your children‘s limbs and I‘ll make them mine
All you lovers I‘m here before you in my best Sunday clothes and my smile slit on my face
I know what I ask of you is not yours to give and it‘s not mine to take
But know this I have to try, I‘m slowly getting the feeling back in my arms
All you lovers all I ask is for someone to hold me
And then I‘ll fade away
You‘re a murderer.
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4. |
How Many More
03:55
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HOW MANY MORE
In a dream we‘ll speak of things
Made of old cans and strings
Standing on different sides of a room
Hunched over contraptions of unspeakable
doom
With our minds covered in black
Deep inside we know we‘re never coming back
And there‘s a long way still to go
In this solitary road we chose
Beaten and angry and stupid and numb,
Confused redundant and dumb
Still we walk
In a way it‘s better now
Doesn‘t hurt don‘t make a sound
Or they might know something is wrong
With this world or with this song
And how many more, more miles to go?
We‘ve been hiding for so long, long, long, you
know
My last breath was so long long long ago
How many?
Here they come to take me away
Can‘t get down on my knees to pray
Cause god had told me long ago
It had gotten too late and he needed to go
Caught the wind between my teeth
Bit so hard I made it bleed
And bleed it did
All over my new clothes
And the trees grew taller still
And as we climbed atop a hill
We turned and faced the brimstone and fire
All that unfulfilled desire
In a way it‘s better now
Doesn‘t hurt don‘t make a sound
Or they might know
something is wrong
With this world or with this song
And how many more, more miles to go?
We‘ve been hiding for so long, long,
long, you know
My last breath was so long long long ago
How many?
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5. |
Crusader
03:55
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CRUSADER
He likes them young and separated
from any semblance of inner self
Laid out in a spread
He is holding doors and he pays for dinner
Your mom would like him so
a real man‘s man with a cause and love for all
The blind, the stupid and the weak
the helpless and those evil bitches
Don‘t fret now
Just lie down
I offer everything your black heart may desire
Protector earner and on fire
But still no recognition comes his way
for his mere existence
A silent shepherd of the meek
a scholar who quotes Milo and Nietzche
Always one step away
or in the dreaded zone itself
When you think about it
it‘s a cruel real world
it‘s a cold real life
Don‘t fret now
Just lie down
I offer everything your black heart may desire
Protector earner and on fire
Words cannot express
They are not enough
I‘ve never been fucked like that
Don‘t fret now
Just lie down
I have deep love for each and every
one of your bruises
Can‘t you feel it in my eyes?
Don’t move now, don‘t speak
Don‘t fight just make no sound
I like the quiet of your submission
Now scream
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6. |
Windows
04:36
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WINDOWS
Windows are eyes he said that much
I always knew
He smiled and faced me expectantly
then said «I beg of you,
Look into mine good sir
and tell me what you see»
I slowly walked towards him and he towards me
There were no eyes to speak of
just two piles of sand
Slowly growing as each grain fell
from a severed hand
His face twitched with agony
mine twitched with fear
«Now tell me my good man» he said «what I
expect to hear»
«There’s nothing there» I said and looked down
at my feet
«I feared as much» he answered «Now, there‘s
one more thing I need
Tell me, am I wrong or right?»
«You’re neither» I replied and he drifted off into
the night
When morning came, I went outside
And dug two shallow graves
And as the sun hid behind the mountains
I sat and thought of better days
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7. |
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THE ONCE AND THE FUTURE KING
You can see it in my eyes
It should come as no surprise
It‘s falling like a shooting star
You can see it in my eyes
It should come as no surprise
It‘s falling like a shooting star
Father,oh master how did you let it get this far
You should hear it in my words
Vulgar without a cause
I cannot stay out in the cold
Father, oh father I, father I‘m going down
to see the world
So long, where do I go?
I‘m strong, but what do I know
My Lord, where do I go?
My Lord what have you got to show for this?
My Lord, o my Lord
I served you well, won‘t you say a single word
I served you well, but you won’t speak to me
anymore
Oh Lord, I tell you, it‘s the best show
in the world
How can I stay away
If I‘m to be led astray?
Oh, Lord. Oh, my Lord
Come down here
Come down here
Come down here
With the rest of us
Stay in my house
Sleep in my bed
It‘s right there
Under the tip
Take your coat off
Drink the wine and eat the food
The children will slit your throat
When the morning comes
Come down here
Come down here and sing
Right under the bomb
You can touch the tip
All together now
Are you in my way?
Are you in my way?
Does the moon look out of frame?
Do you sleep?
Do you sleep?
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Trystero Czechia
TRYSTERO was formed in the beginning of 2016 in Brno, Czech Republic with the sole purpose of creating music that would let us express ourselves in a nonrestrictive way. We experiment with sound and form taking inspiration from many diverse music genres in order to create something unique and valuable. ... more
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