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War Shakes
05:57
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the age of knowledge has passed
the ice age of our minds will last
until there is nothing more to kill
you will pop your fucking pills
Swirling, falling
spiraling, gnawing
Got the war shakes?
Twitching, lying
crucifying, dying
Enjoy their grapes
the Age of tolerance never came
and we all know who to blame
The charlies’ of the future world
begging for your crosshairs
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2. |
Mantra
09:24
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Mål it opp nan bild tär to ska lådas va na
fö he to gör kan nan ader jöra betär
Slut ti tal om de sjölv fö itt nan bryr se
va to säger ha vari sagt så mang gang förr
Livi e itt undvikligt, precis som dödin
så slut tala om båda me he samma
va do än säger så blir e itt betär
så kom me oss å glöm bort allting
He e no bara sålejs
He e sålejs väädin funkar
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3. |
Vem kan segla
01:31
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4. |
Kepler 22B
03:06
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Sonic Wall of phasers
Inflicting psychosis
Clusters of transparency
Clarity of life
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5. |
Stugon I
08:10
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Feel the walls creeping in
As we plot our escape
The law is not on our side
this town aint big enough
we gotta
we gotta get out of here
to our cabin
Rumours of an oasis
has reached the reachables
big grins on our faces
set coordinates for our cabin
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6. |
Stugon II
07:15
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And he enters
Mind first and feet last
Gazing as he walks
Listening as they talk
Kom ti stugon
Kom som du e
As he ascends
waves of light
monoliths of life
ride it outwards
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7. |
Vindan
06:54
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Vindan som vinar runt öronen
som letar ejn vet vartåt tidin gar
känns lika kald som han dan man kom hid
ljusi känns ovant å man kan var rädd för e
ho hålt man än slutar ögonlocken
så bränder e i ögona
man star vi kantin åv livi
å e rädd för e som komber baket
för att man e så fucking jävla rädd
för eldin man tänd på bakom se
ekona studsar från berg till berg
imillan siter öronen å hör på stinnt
he som sägs e åv lägsta relevans
fö man kan it skilj sant från falskt
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8. |
Tå
04:16
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He e han Tin tå trönona flyger hejm
Man hör sista ljudi åv dem
Tå di ejkar från stugotatchin.
Trädin var glisari å molnin tynger
He e no man tänker ett fyri man tar ipi dörin
He e no som dagan itt finns namejr.
Mitt i allt vart stogon rödari
Tvärt emåot tå allt anat vart gråari.
Man tänker tyst fy se sjölv,
att man sko kona ha e skryypari
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