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Omen
01:30
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[Instrumental]
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Iridescent transcendental, born on line of rudimental stream
In vain, fighting for an end that only just begins
Sick, helpless, rotted inside to the core
The corrupted soil silent from the glittering howl
Striking, soullessly infused
Blotted, asphyxiate
Corrosive is the weight on hold
Of everything, asphyxiate
Calmly, the waves shake the infinite space
The hunger of fear comes with the feeding hand
Cut the skin, let the voices come
In anger, in pain, not dead, never dead
Striking, soullessly infused
Blotted, asphyxiate
Corrosive is the weight on hold
Of everything, asphyxiate
All the screaming inside of me, wants to get out
All the screaming inside of me, wants to get out
All the screaming inside of me wants to get out
All the pain inside of me wants to get out
Striking, soullessly infused
Blotted, asphyxiate
Corrosive is the weight on hold
Of everything, asphyxiate
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3. |
Angry Spirits
03:48
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Oh, you must be an angry spirit,
cause the flesh is not even cold yet
The hunger of years to come, the ravenous taste of dirt and maggots
Locked six feet under ground, oh, you must be an angry spirit
The cuts and the blood, the stabbing and the odor that is in you
They put things on you, to fix you, to cover the wounds
But your face is a mess, Oh, You must be an angry spirit
The purple rictus, the fly that never leaves, the sweet smell of rotten
Oh, you must be an angry spirit
Now you lay there, between leaves and branches, stagnant water move your hair
You communicate, sing a song, whistle, try to dance with your broken bones
And you move in your coffin, and you talk, you uncleaned
The cuts and the blood, the stabbing and the odor that is in you
They put things on you, to fix you, to cover the wounds
But your face is a mess, oh, you must be an angry spirit
The swollen tongue, the eye half closed, the stitches, the broken nail
Now you talk, you say words, in a dead language
Come forward (Come forward)
Communicate (Communicate)
Come forward (Come forward)
Speak! ( Speak!)
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4. |
Disrupted
05:05
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Sin of fathers, dwell of sons
Neglected filther dishonored... unborn
Priest of moral, blister that exploits
Cruel enlightening, misanthropic delight
Forgiveness of the tomb you created cause the hole is still empty
Born, born into madness
To feel repent... reborn
Cry, cry in fear, get the silence, that calls
You
I'll breath you new life
Pray, pray my child pray, for the salvation, right now
Sing, sing your stupid songs, chant the chorus
Of the savior
Sing
I'll breath you new life
I ll take the torn on your side
Let me get inside you
Let me see what you hide
Colours that dissapear
In clouds you disarray away
Gather around this new celebration,
Around the fire we dance disruption momentum,
Hail to the new god (hail hail)
hail to the new god (hail hail)
Hail!
Born, born into madness
To feel repent... reborn
Cry, cry in fear, get the silence, that calls
You
Sing
I'll breath you new life
Pray, pray my child pray, for the salvation, right now
Sing, sing your stupid songs, chant the chorus
Of the savior
Sing
I'll breath you new life
I ll take the torn on your side
Let me get inside you
Let me see what you hide
Gather around this new celebration,
Around the fire we dance disruption momentum,
Hail to the new god (hail hail)
Hail to the new god (hail hail)
hail!
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5. |
Ash
05:20
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Stripped down to the core!
You slay me!
Amputated human nerve
It all falls down
Slickering through me
We burn like nothing
I became one
Opening your canal
Swimming in your entrails
I tied you!
Swimming in your entrails, I tied you
We are ash
Are you escaping again?
On your fucking little self
The thing I most hate
You are, the thing I most hate
Counting down the time
Counting every drop
The thing I most hate
You are, the thing I most hate
Bow down, on your knees
Counting every prayer
You are, the thing I most hate
Bow down, on your knees
Counting every prayer
You are, the thing I most hate
Macabre dance of inherent thoughts
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you!
Touch the goddess face, the warm fluids on you
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you
I sing this song, to get you out
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you!
Bow down, on your knees
Counting every prayer
You are, the thing I most hate
Bow down, on your knees
Counting every prayer
You are, the thing I most hate
Macabre dance of inherent thoughts,
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you!
Touch the goddess face, the warm fluids on you
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you!
I sing this song, to get you out
Penetrate all the galaxies upon you!
Race
And grace
All cry
Live
Sending all I don't wish
All that you give me pierce
Evening to your soul
I own the choice, of my ash
Level to reading into the wrong
Level to reading in now
Right now!
Living into your god!
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6. |
To Be Announced
05:28
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This wound still bothers me
It won't let me breathe
My sight is lost in an abyss
I don't feel the body
A black reflection invades me
Haunts me and leaves me immobile
Blind, died, in the last sun
Your sacrifice, the vitality of aura
Blind, died, in the last sun
Your Sacrifice, the vitality of aura
A portion of me
Dismembers on fluids
A portion of me detaches and is forgotten
Dissected, disturbed and delivered
It still bothers me this lost
Does not let me feel
My ears lose consciousness
I don't feel the body
A black reflection invades me
Haunts me and leaves me paralyzed
Blind, died, in the last sun
Your Sacrifice, the vitality of aura
Sight, died, in the last sun
Your Sacrifice, the vitality of aura
A portion of me
It fragments
A portion of me refuses and remains in the distance
Torn away, erased and to be announced
I'm screaming
Nobody listens to me
The mud sinks me
The mud sinks me again
I'm dying
Nobody sees it, nobody helps me
The mud sinks me
The mud sinks me again
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7. |
Crushing The Silence
03:14
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Crush it, crush it, the brain is out of control
It talks me abouth death, whispers about sorrow, it demands that I listen to it
Crushed down, it takes me lower, inside where the light dies
Stab me, stab me, on the chest, into the mind
Hear me, hear me, I know you'll die
I take control, your heart is not strong enough
I'll bring the grave, I'll bring the corpse, I crush the silence
I take control, through your blood, pounding violence
Stab me, stab me, on the chest into the mind
No scape, no place to run, there is no hope in sight
You're trapped, just a ghost, you don't mean anything anymore
Silence, silence, crushed down
Here comes the fear again
The dark silhouette that follows
It nails on the throat
The pressure is higher
I take control now
I will take you to the cold
Where the coffins of your same blood
Rot, rot, rot
Hear me, hear me, I know you'll die
I take control, your heart is not strong enough
I'll bring the grave, I'll bring the corpse, I crush the silence
I take control, through your blood, pounding violence
Stab me, stab me, on the chest into the mind
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8. |
Lurking Fear
05:58
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There was thunder in the air
On the night
The crystal clear of platitudes of my dead entrails
I see you looking through the glass
Infected syringed kept me away from the past
Oh how I fear, strained, oh how I fear the lurking beast inside
And a midnight profound
Blackly squats open the world;
There is death in the clouds,
There is fear in the night,
The presence is around,
The pestilent sound comes again
There is fear in the night,
The presence is around,
The pestilent sound comes again
Bleed, all these fucking thoughts are killing me
I cannot fuckin breath I need to scream
Oh... all these fucking thoughts are killing me
The lurking fear, is killing me
Wounded blistering madness, rules upon
Critical condition destroys the core
Silently he comes
Violet tongue
Through his madness
I bleed upon him
I bleed
Bleed, all these fuckin thoughts are killing me
I cannot fucking breath I need to scream
Oh... all these fucking thoughts are killing me
The lurking fear, is killing me
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Backbone Resistencia, Argentina
Death/Groove Metal band hailing from Resistencia, Chaco, Argentina. Backbone emerged on 2014, rising from the ashes of previous projects. Channeling the primal brutality inherited from past endeavors while reaining a melodic essence, Backbone crafts a professional musical experience that transcends mere auditory stimulation to encompass the visual realm. ... more
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