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Bez Slitování
03:00
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Černá Paní
04:09
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Politicky Nekorektní
03:02
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Zvrácené Umění
05:49
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When the day dies, and the night begins to rule,
the future morning is unseeable,
I walk through the city and taste the silence
which is inspiring me for the masterpiece.
Suddenly I see her it is like punch in the eyes,
half little girl, half embodied sin.
Short look in her face is making me sure,
she is the one for perverted art!
She is a picture made of purity and lust,
I cuddle her first, than I whip her fast.
The picture I made is suddenly crushed
by the haze of power, I desire to rule for this night!
I will write your name on the wall with your blood,
I will touch your cold and paralyzed butt,
kiss your brow, which is silk and swet,
I’m staying alive and you die before sunrise.
The day is comming back, night is just a past,
I put on the ground the sign made of bones,
of bones out of my muse, who gave me a sense,
life is really great thing, now I am alive!
One day will someone find this sign,
tomorrow or later, I hope he could understand,
there is nothing more than perverted art,
I rule and kill for salvation of my heart.
She is a picture made of purity and lust,
I cuddle her first, than I whip her fast.
The picture I made is suddenly crushed
by the haze of power, I desire to rule for this night!
I will write your name on the wall with your blood,
I will touch your cold and paralyzed butt,
kiss your brow, which is silk and swet,
I’m staying alive and you die before sunrise.
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Vichry
02:57
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Maják
05:38
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There is a one place, somewhere in our mind,
we try it hide, deep inside of our space.
We ask the questions, but just few answers.
Sitting in the barges on the path to oblivion.
A light from lighthouse in the fog mist,
shows the way, where we should go through the darkness.
Everyone sail his life on his own barge,
padlles to the tiredness alone in sea of traps.
Clear lane of hope glows to the horizon.
What’s waiting for us? We live with defiance.
Only the graceful swinging of waves accompanies on our ways.
We try to find in the sea, what we were lose in our lives.
The light will lost in the infinite ocean,
we will not see the lighthouse, will lose all of his force.
The stream will catch our paddles, and take us there
from where we will not return, it will always remain darkness.
It is hard to say if there is a coast or endless sea,
No one came back to enlighten the unbelievers.
The hordes of sailors are losing in the black sea,
in the sea called life, where even water will be burned!
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Morrigan Pilsen, Czechia
Fill-Guitar/vocals
Bouvard-Bass/vocals
Lubo - Guitar
Vlasta - Drums
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