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Emmanuelle
03:10
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Image
She kept locket in a cage
She stripped under the Gardens' band stage
Flowed right through the nighttime
Stars piercing her face.
I saw her dance
With an Uzi in her right hand
Emmanuelle
Emmanuelle
Colours
Painted on her back
I saw her laying down the bed
Jumping on a blanket
She kissed until I shed
I saw her dance
With an Uzi in her right hand
Emmanuelle
Emmanuelle
Image
She kept locket in a cage
She stripped under the Gardens' band stage
Flowed right through the nighttime
Stars piercing her face.
I saw her dance
With an Uzi in her right hand
Emmanuelle
Emmanuelle
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July
03:33
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I died in July
I died over your last kiss
drowned in the last sip from your glass
your glance drove me through Hades
and I think there will be no Heaven
but this heavy Hell you gave me
I died in July
buried by a macabre melody
six feet under your body
and some black angel will steal my flesh
you ripped, my ashen Lady
I died in July
melted like snow in the sun
burned by fire that endlessly ate you up
your cold blade carved me
and some black angel will steal my flesh
some black angel will steal my flesh
I died in July
I died over your last kiss
drowned in the last sip from your glass
your glance drove me through Hades
and I think there will be no Heaven
but this heavy Hell you gave me
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La Colère
03:26
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La colère, le vide
Comme il disait
“Être seul c’est s’entraîner à la mort”
Comprendre tout
Et ne rien comprendre
Recommencer
Et encore moin comprendre
La colère, le vide
Lancer loin la tête
Et enterrer le corps
Et enterrer le corps
La colère, le vide
Lancer loin la tête
Et enterrer le corps
Et enterrer le corps
La colère, le vide
Comme il disait
“Être seul c’est s’entraîner à la mort”
Comprendre tout
Et ne rien comprendre
Recommencer
Et encore moin comprendre
La colère, le vide
Lancer loin la tête
Et enterrer le corps
Et enterrer le corps
La colère, le vide
Lancer loin la tête
Et enterrer le corps
Et enterrer le corps
La colère, le vide...
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My Hysteria
03:34
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A lonely star posessed by some spirit
A battle cry, crying for its freedom
Come closer so they can smell your fear
Your figure is my life prison
Your figure, my limits
Come closer, so I can start to breathe
Take care of my needs
Take care of my hysteria
I am not that mysterious
Accept my plead take my sacrifice
Accept my uselessness,oh you're so wise
Come closer so you can see my smile
Your figure is my life prison
Your figure, my limits
Come closer, so I can start to breathe
Take care of my needs
Take care of my hysteria
I am not that mysterious
Your figure is my life prison
Your figure, my limits
Come closer, so I can start to breathe
Take care of my needs
Take care of my hysteria
I am not that mysterious
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Memory Lost Genoa, Italy
Memory Lost is an old school goth/post punk duo from Genoa (IT). Members are André Muyat (vocals, guitar) and Giacomo Gastaldi (bass).
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