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Assuck - Monument To Failure

The stories are always the same and the excuses even more familiar.

Another generation of slaves and masters coughed up and reswallowed.

Another stagnant continuum of the status quo.

Increments of time are the barriers of this isolation.

Over these walls there isn''t a life worth pursuing.

classe pura. basta questo.

TEN

We rule the night, we rule by day

For we believe in time-honoured ways

We fight for truth, that peace may reign

We hold the scales of justice, keepers of the faith


We rule the night ten thousand voices

We rule the night like timeless horses



We rule the night, with fire and flame

Those who resist us lie in our wake

So sound asleep our children dream

Safe in the arms of something far beyond belief



This flag is battletorn, we rule the night

We conquered by the sword, we rule the night

From the dark to the light we roar like a thunderstorm

We rule the night

Our sacred race was born, we rule the night

Immortal dogs of war, we rule the night

And we stand by the oath we swore

Till the last ones falls, we rule the night



We rule the night, protect our homes

Pure were the righteous against our foes

Our blades are stained, their blood remains

As a remembance of the lives we had to take


To rule the night this rock of ages

We rule the night as battle rages

We rule the night

stranamente esiste ancora del rock duro che emoziona

I've been defeated and brought down
Dropped to my knees when hope ran out
The time has come to change my ways

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind

I'll never long for what might have been
Regret won't waste my life again
I won't look back
I'll fight to remain:

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind

On this day its so real to me
Everything has come to life
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel
Chance to feel alive

Fear will kill me, all I could be
Lift these sorrows
Let me breathe, could you set me free
Could you set me free

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all behind
On this day its so real to me
Everything has come to life
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel
Chance to feel alive

elettro fashion

I It For The Money

Im glamour ritz and glitz,
Shaking those hips
Im milking the honey, Im in it for the money
Ive got a high end job, sucking corporate rock
On my hands and knees if you please

Just give me love, just give me sex, just give me money

Im a girl on a mission in any position
For the easy life, for the best in life.

Im not your honey, honey
Im in it for the money

Just give me love, just give me sex, just give me money

credo che nessuno attualmente canti come Regina Sosinski

TRULY

when it's all gone
what makes you feel so alive
when it's all gone
what makes you feel so alive

do i need to find a way to make me love you again
did i forget how to see what am i trying to be

it's a waste of time to fear
who's suffering?
all i need all i care
still i'm there

who are you
who are you
who are you

truly what can i say
no fair
truly what can i say
that i don't care
it's true but in a way
i'll be left right here without a face
it's true but i'm okay

battiti duri (alla ciliegia)

SICK FUCK

You fucking scum
I want to make you bleed
You fucking scum
Get down on your knees
You fucking scum
How dare you reject me?
You fucking scum
How dare you look at me?
You fuckin scum
You make me fucking ill
You fucking scum
You make me want to kill
You fucking scum
You're nothing more than shit
You fucking scum
Take your final hit!

You sick fuck
I want to murder you
You sick fuck
I want to destroy you
You sick fuck
I want to ravage you
You sick fuck
I want to tear you down

elettro industrial tamarra quanto basta per piacere.

This Broken Dream

I did what I thought was right,
And they came to hate me.
I looked to you for comfort,
And your look broke me.

I stood there, humble,
And I bore my soul to them.
I told them everything,
And they laughed and they condemned
Everything I was and everything Id ever loved.
I tried so hard to make them proud of what I had become.

I was forced into this by pride.
(And forced out by the same.)
I will admit some regret.
(But confess no shame.)
I only wanted a release.
(But I never wanted this.)
I should have foreseen.
(What I will now never miss.)

My only crime was existing.
For that I was thrown away.
Theyll never love someone like me.

I came to you for solace,
And you turned me away.
So here I am alone again

fissiamoci le scarpe. emozionante.

Ivo, Peach blow, Pandora, Pompadour
Pale leaf, Pink sweet, Persephone, we all adore Ivo
Ivo Ivo, bit animal, Ivo Ivo
We all adore Ivo Ivo Ivo
With the part animal, Peep peep, we all adore Ivo
We all adore Ivo, Bit animal, Ivo Ivo
We all adore Ivo
Ivo Ivo
With the part animal

Predentive, Predo
Pra-da-da-dee

Ivo, Peach blow, Pandora, Pompadour
Pale leaf, Pink sweet, Persephone

We all adore
Ivo
Bit animal
Ivo Ivo
We all adore Ivo
Ivo Ivo
With the part animal
Ivo Ivo

Ivo, Peach blow, Pandora

come si scrive una canzone politica

San Babila ore 20

io non credo che il problema
sia di chi governa oggi
penso solo che sia un alibi
per non tirarsi fuori
da una situazione in cui le idee
muoiono all'istante
perchè uccise da un benessere
che oscura anche gli sguardi
c'è chi avrebbe il fegato
chi solamente il cuore
c'è chi alzerebbe il tono
della voce per gridare
ma il fatto è che il paese dove vivo è nato male
la mentalità di un pesce che vive in un canale
e che non sa cos'è il mare
perchè il mare non è estate
è un concetto che qui a scuola
non si è mai voluto dare
italiani brava gente si diceva nelle steppe
bravi per pensare al proprio
non dimenticando niente

una volta si viveva
in san babila ore 20
e poi sai milano spara
e la polizia rispone
rossi contro neri contro gente alla stazione
contro una mattina in banca
davanti a una fontana

dimenticato

questo è ciò che è stato quando
avevi quattro anni
se le cose son cambiate
noi non siamo andati avanti
io non credo che il problema
sia di chi governa oggi
ma nel dubbio non mi astengo
e dichiaro un'obiezione
obiezione di coscienza
come chi non va soldato
anche se vorrei combattere
quest'ipotesi di stato
di chi oggi ha dimenticato
e di chi ha approfittato
di chi non ha mai meriti
e chi non ha peccato

una volta si viveva
in san babila ore 20
e poi sai milano spara
e la polizia rispone
rossi contro neri contro gente alla stazione
contro una mattina in banca
davanti a una fontana

come creare grande arte con un pianoforte e una bacchetta.