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Void of Soul
03:34
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Void of Soul
looking for my soul, he kill my people
in his eyes i see their souls
he kill to take the our souls, but my soul
it will satisfy for eternity
i run through valleys
i run through oceans
but he will never and
never have my soul
now i am, now i am in no man’s land
here he is afraid, here he is afraid to fight
here i will have, here i will have the upper hand
here i deliver, i deliver my dirty people
i return after battle
i shake his head in my hands
his blood falls like poison
my sons will survive
on a stage coach i transport their souls
in the other side of the river i found the door of eternity
now they will live for ever and ever.
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Museum of Death
05:58
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Old gold secrets occultism and alchemy.
Deception and hard curses
Old gold secrets occultism and alchemy
Worship and prayer.
ALL togheter the priests and monks
ALL practicing the occult and stop the time.
ALL togheter the priests and monks
ALL practicing the occult and stop the time.
This it's time of the death.
This fleeting time it’s museum of death.
this it's the last of the next.
this fleeting time it's museum of silence.
There are virgin on one side
There are children on the other side
I observe dying on the border.
I look die!!!!
In the rooms around me I see the face (blankly!!!!!).
but their souls are present at the banquet. (lightless!!!!)
In the rooms around me blankly!!!!!
Around me blankly
Around me lightless
ALL stuffed for centuries
ALL bodies protect their blessed and stop the time
ALL secrets in the vaults
ALL violence and convictions in the black and white
Now the hand moves the puppet.
They recount the legend or history?
Truth or Lie?
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3. |
In the Mirror
03:42
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In the mirror
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4. |
Death Sea
05:50
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This fucking morning, I was thinking about life.
While you were choosing to die on a boat.
you were hoping to leave the nothing for one chance.
your mother had put you to sit between the noise.
A kiss on the head, you wearing your red shirt
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
one last caress of lullaby, you wearing your red shirt.
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
just 4 years old
just 4 miles
in just 4 hours
looking at the eyes of other children
you were trying solace but it were
but it were just children and the storm was coming
the fucking sea God had forsaken you
Oh my God
I am alone
I cannot breathe
I cannot breathe
I woke up suddenly in the noise and the storm was over
I quickly run to the bloody beach
a fucking photo that someone picked up
He had to show all the fucking hope
your last picture goes around the world.
Your little body lifeless
you weren’t hold your mother’s hand
you were just on the shore you were just like a beast
Today I cried on this early grave….Death sea
A kiss on the head, wearing your red shirt
You are terribly alone, just four years old.
one last caress of lullaby, just 4 years old.
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
Today I cried on this early grave
Today I cried on this early grave
Death sea Death sea I feel your smell
Death sea Death sea I hear your cries
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5. |
Fuddìa
07:20
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Jews are like worms nestling in decomposing corpses
And after all the efforts I’ll even see them---waste away my body
---devour my body
Sometimes---I wonder
---I ask myself---if it downright served
---if it was downright useful
On the other side I gave back honour to what I believed in and to which---I still believe on
---I’m believing on
Shut up! You don’t even speak alone or even on the wall.
Now I’d put your face to the wall and I’d blow up that sick mind to fill the empty spaces of the cement cracks in front of you, at least it served to something that shit you have instead of your brain.
You should die once for every life you’ve taken.
A single kind can dominate
And it’s not yours
A single kind can be victorious
And it’s not yours
One hand will lift the cane of power
And it’s not yours
A voice will rise jubilant at the end
And it’s not yours
I don’t feel any mercy for a raved man
I don’t even know
I hope they won’t give me the change quickly
I don’t even know
However in short time the world will have no justice
I don’t even know
In short time the world will have no regrets in killing
I don’t even know
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6. |
Death Sea Acoustic
04:54
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This fucking morning, I was thinking about life.
While you were choosing to die on a boat.
you were hoping to leave the nothing for one chance.
your mother had put you to sit between the noise.
A kiss on the head, you wearing your red shirt
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
one last caress of lullaby, you wearing your red shirt.
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
just 4 years old
just 4 miles
in just 4 hours
looking at the eyes of other children
you were trying solace but it were
but it were just children and the storm was coming
the fucking sea God had forsaken you
Oh my God
I am alone
I cannot breathe
I cannot breathe
I woke up suddenly in the noise and the storm was over
I quickly run to the bloody beach
a fucking photo that someone picked up
He had to show all the fucking hope
your last picture goes around the world.
Your little body lifeless
you weren’t hold your mother’s hand
you were just on the shore you were just like a beast
Today I cried on this early grave….Death sea
A kiss on the head, wearing your red shirt
You are terribly alone, just four years old.
one last caress of lullaby, just 4 years old.
You are terribly alone, just 4 years old.
Today I cried on this early grave
Today I cried on this early grave
Death sea Death sea I feel your smell
Death sea Death sea I hear your cries
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7. |
1992
05:19
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1992
I still remember that morning, even though I was just a child.
I still remember that feeling like I was in trouble again.
and instead there are the men of honor there.
but here there are men without soul and justice
better still say
better still say
again to reiterate
deplorable men.
they can celebrate and sing their victory.
better still say
again to reiterate
cowards, men.
You have killed a fighter
You have killed
You have killer all
You have killed a fighter
You have killed
You have killer all
if you don’t have a fear of dying, die only once
Rotten the system
Ending Corrupt politics
Law without law
The Mafia with the law
Those who are afraid die every day
Who does not die only once
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Black South Palermo, Italy
Black South band Italian, where three extravagant individuals share their passion and try to do better what they really
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Phil - Drum
Miro - Guitar
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