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I want a straight jacket and I want it right now.
I'm not going out anymore.
I can't see a difference between what is right or wrong.
I'm not going out tonight.
Too many questions. They trapped me.
I can't move anymore.
There's some corpses in the valley.
I can't really see. But there's still something who's looking at me, running and
haunting me, running down on me.
Thoses faces are looking at me, frightening me.
What can I do?
WHY? I'm wondering why?
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Those fallen faces gnaw the painting hanging on my walls.
Machines guns, machines guns.
Well when your machines are frozen.
Lady, what do you expect? What do you expect?
I crowled through 666 skeletons, famous prayers.
Wiches, witches.
They're obscene looking and haunting my shadow.
Riches, riches?
I'm the "click click click" ticking horse with right horns.
Floating on the wild seas.
And I'm grieving for my lover.
Can you figure it out ?
I have no taste.
Witches, witches, witches.
I sing and I'm grieving for my lover.
Can you figure it out?
Those trees are fading on me.
Witches, witches, witches.
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Sea Has No Mercy
02:07
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I think of you. I keep walking. Keep sailing as our feet come crashing down to the ground.
Don't want to fly. I am starving.
Come on let's cross the field.
Our unicorn soldiers strip your eyes.
We're so far. So close to me. You're tied to me.
OUR SHIP IS SINKING
Hollowed skin. Old scratches.
Glossy lips. It's all about our story.
Pull the trigger it's so easy to push myself to the other side.
OUR SHIP IS SINKING
I think of you. I keep walking.
Keep sailing as our feet come crashing down to the ground.
HEY CAPTAIN ! WHERE ARE WE GOING ?
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Siamese Queens Brussel, Belgium
Brussels, capital of crime and various brigandage. Year 2011.
Five drunken black metal fans high on PCP joined their
special evil forces to create a badass and dreadful mayhem with their bleeding fingers and crooked legs to annihilate your ears and hearts.
Siamese Queens sounds like Crimson Curse practicing coitus interruptus with Fugazi, while Birthday Party are taking a blood bath.
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