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Bag Of Coal
04:14
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Once there was a jolly fellow
Full of grims and songs
A bag of stories
A poach of merries
And a fiddle all along
He wandered the land
Took a boat on the strand
A pleasant trip for sure
Then docked a foreign shore
He comes out the woods,
And enters the town
But his cheery walk
Is stopped by dirty folks
Here we don't sing bullshit
Turn back on your feet
And get the fuck away
Unless your have wit
Then go down the pit
Find a good rock to hit
Black is now your gilt
And dig your right to stay
And dig your right to stay
Everybody likes to laugh
Get down your high horse
And dance to my tone
Hearts will be lighter
Days will be brighter
I'm here to ...
Shut it up punk,
A man need to work
Be useful to his folk
And learn what not to say
Here we don't sing bullshit
Turn back on your feet
And get the fuck away
Unless your have wit
Then go down the pit
Attention ma petite
Tu marches sur ma bite
And dig your right to stay
As the pickaxe's hitting
And the rocks tumbling
Slowly covering his soul
As the earth swallows him
On his own burrying
Became a bag of coal
As the pickaxe's rusting
And the rocks not moving
Slowly chipping his soul
As the earth swallows him
On his own burying
Became a bag of coal
As the pickaxe falling
And the rocks still standing
Slowly erasing his soul
As the earth swallows him
On his own burying
Became a bag of coal
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2. |
Ash Star
04:46
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Whisper me dark words
Over there
Lost in the crash of a sweet kiss
Immerse me in your world
Plunged into the abyss,
I’m looking for you
I’m here
It’s raining on my heart
An explosion of incense, I can’t forget
Locked up here
I’ve no black ideas
I float in darkness
Locked up here
I can see your face
I can see your light
If you knew
If you saw
Your divine freedom
Your desired freedom
The past ravages
Left me
An impassive eye on a misty world
Where can be
Your light
A star at random
A veil on my eye
I see you
Locked up here
I’m looking for your light
Locked up here
A star sawn at random
Your light is in my heart
I can see your ash star
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3. |
Les Écorchés
04:00
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4. |
Feline
03:10
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She hates children
Like a red carpet
and a hobo
She was pregnant
Come and see her face
Pretty, not pretty
Disgusted by the idea
Alone, and suddenly lost
Don’t be shy
My little deer
She hates children
Trying to forget
Her grimy past
She’s just a kid
Climbing in a shed
Alone, and suddenly lost
Don’t be shy
My little deer
They don’t care about
Go ahead my sweet honey
Feline, not so friendly
Eating your heart,
Evenly
Feline, not so edgy
Blessing your heart,
If only
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5. |
Empty Dumpty
03:21
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Behind the window
White is the eye
Blind is the mind
White is the eye
Between lace flowers
An outside eye
The stranger, the prey
An outside eye
Keep the monster
Keep the terror
Spying the world
Reptilian eye
Cold is your heart
Reptilian eye
Cut off your tongue
Shut down your mouth
Kill your crappy soul
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Ping Pong Romance Argentat Sur Dordogne, France
An impostor syndrome driven electro-dark-folk duo from the woods of Corrèze
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