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Panic Circus
05:29
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Suffocation in vain slowly drowning in despair
Confession of slain, where you find the guts to swear
All along inside the room it's the tragedy of bloom
Never know what's in our brain
Never know we are insane
Welcome to the panic circus
it's the place where no one lies
where the life is so delicious
where life is easy to buy
Deliquescence of flesh, all around they are thirsty for blood
Masturbation excess, we’re ready to sale or fall
All around the creepy room clowns and pony to the tomb
Enjoy the panic circus
in a place where no one cries
where is no sense or genus
never care if it’s love or lie
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I love my balls
03:30
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Things hide in a devil mind,
And no matter size you find.
I don’t wanna look at those!
I believe it's a purpose.
Sometimes furry sometimes shaved,
Always filled with love faded.
Would I have a quick taste?
Sure, but I don't want you to waste.
It’s a rally time, and you will see the light
No life and no music.
The divine hidden in the walls.
Lick it out, suck it deep.
It's the taste of my mercy balls.
Got things in mind with my holy dart,
That I think you shouldn't part.
Should I have a bite?
And I think I'll see the light.
Got a quick time, got a quick life, got big balls,
got Jesus to love and blow.
It's a fact that I love my balls.
It’s like a prayer
Devotion for glory.
Thing your faith is almost for her.
Blind men for Mary.
Sanctity is a great motherfucker
Yeah! It’s the fact that I love you to play with my balls,
God don’t go away please don’t leave me alone, yeah baby
Salvation will come from my balls
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Opaline fire
03:59
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Shagging on the pain!
Bringing all the rage!
Standing in the fire, my head is a layer of bleeding lace
Just a pain in my head, never gonna make sense and never fade away
All the medications made the animations along the pain
Opaline fire! My head is a wire about to break away
Right now, I’m gonna run on the death gate!
I’m inside the maze
Blowing up away
Burning in the fire, calling all the liars under the pressure
Twisted in the fire, my head is a pyre of long displeasure
Shaking on my face,
Wrecking all amazed,
But I'm out of range,
Take it, make it all along!
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Psycho hero
03:05
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Psycho, Hero of none.
Angry, buried, I'm done.
Wait downtown on your door, brave on my own.
I am waiting your come. Swept on my head.
Wait downtown on my door, to play on my home.
I'm bleeding like a doll.
Take me, trick me, on blowing.
Hunt me, chase me, I’m coming.
Wait down to recall, all the mayhem.
I'm a leading the ball, stay on my home.
Wait down on overall to pay all my debt.
I am waiting your fall.
Break me, shake me, till blame.
Hate me, pet me, till fame.
Wait out to reload, right on my head.
I am feeling the blow.
I'm my own animal hide on my home.
I am feeling alone.
I'm my own animal,
I am feeling alone.
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Soma
04:25
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Wake up slowly
Stay it high
Wake up lazy
In midnight light
I’m not fake
Just amazed
Enslaved with
Corrupted with it
Wake up now!
We want made it
We must now
Or we will die with… I’m on fade…
With what we choke?
This world is buried
Corrupted fog
The guides imposed it
I’m not fake
And I’m not late
Ain’t got no mind
I’m awake in this motherfucking lie
And so now?
We’re unhappy
It’s Human race
Without the sweet greed
I’m away
I’m a liar
Inside out
In my pyre
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From the Panic Room Fribourg, Switzerland
Fribourg rock quartet … Our leitmotif? Immerse yourself in our sound universe!
Rock is not dead!!!
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