1. |
Missed Love
01:01
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Booze is thru blood on TV, fists are flying in space ship,
but then other knuckleheads arrive,
you hit ball smother skin of your half goes to drain,
why, why did you go with it, is just a ass, j
ust brain saying tall penetrate she gets what makes you tougher,
or in direst a fucking horn trip, you are just a fucking trip,
no deserve to live with her, because, when you finally flip,
she will be sticky assy shity go
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2. |
Altered State
01:17
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Flux of hands when young but old just a fade dream,
vice only savior or a way to Haron,
but no penny's scars of life and disintegration of time and family,
leaders and jokers, is there a meaning of this
realistic altered state, realistic altered state,
altered state, altered state
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3. |
Try Without Shortcut
01:34
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Crowds alarm, screamy voices, paint in sweat
a mouth that don't stops, spiting in your gut,
isn't there much, but it has, till there's nothing,
you must go thru,
lay turned to groovy torn table,
isn't the way like eyes out of air,
with parents over you, ironing always a hope,
for bit a sweet, yet ain't as a villain
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4. |
Schordinger Shoe
02:12
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Carnivorous borrowers in laundry of scared glass,
entering the gap a vast landscape
of insane coincidence, in front fate,
guesses, twister in mind, factory of legal evil
entering a gate of elastic your print hand
a direction of little you,
puppet is a joke, outside plan is box of Schrodinger shoe on a back of cat veins,
spread-ed on streets of humble scissors and cheap pots,
snake awaits in knowledge
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5. |
Willard Be My Hero
02:47
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Humble man my big Ben a cat's worst friend,
hordes of them,
rise each day, my mothers old spit sticks to stairs,
screams a rats, falls a stairs,
sorrow bite, but Ben cures the myth,
my big Ben, friend of man,
enemy of boss and clan, eat them well,
be my safe bell oh Willard be my hero,
be my guide in this world
a fate is glory of depression over world digression,
cops at door
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6. |
Finlines
01:08
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Trembling incubus of Morgana Lefay,
she was the womb of hate
a snake that ties to man's mind and turn his ego cold,
stone as medusa,
so beware those fin lines,
they also make sometimes wolfs of despise,
with divides,
from which even hell,
war is hell, but she is pain
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7. |
Free From Strow
02:13
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Off the fake lord-law, came wisdom of anarchos,
mystic form of living, not narrow sheep of straw,
paper snails releases their venomous mess
a call of distress for dog bless,
hit it's junk, hit it's frog a hungry fraud must fall,
for dog bless,
hit it's junk, hit it's frog a hungry fraud
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8. |
Loose Wires
01:11
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Living with the aliens, shower under saucer,
carwing the stone by inner self,
they copy my neck on the skeleton of fish ray,
is this just beer in my ear,
I must feel the way out of this evil pirate bay
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9. |
Mistery Before Calm
01:01
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Spell transistors, circuits city, way of life and call decay,
money is way, that drys even gay,
so much questions no explain, mystery of life,
but why even a pain of life, is it a curse a black joke
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10. |
Symbols Of Dark
01:00
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Dark mass of symbolic march, fate to
hell and stay there, or our clean head,
will be out of nowhere, hatchet from the air,
blood ball to box, run from cross,
away from moon and more
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11. |
Thing Of Lies
00:40
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Faint is my brother, when I see fool,
when I see fool
again on machine
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12. |
Funreal
02:38
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I locked my self I'm despair, filled like a truck vent,
thru brain stein, Where is some heavy trouble,
my head is going under,
the bat of sadness, dark room turning into vortex of gray,
matter is evoking, nails are coming, nails are coming,
screams of dying are echoing across distant skies
hellish disintegration
Contribute to my mortal fear a screw feat on spear,
fist in chest, need a rest, ambulance late, no color display,
Haron row, deaths command, were my brother,
deer has no head, deer has no head
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13. |
Queens Of Dying
00:53
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Conttribute to my mortal fear a screw feat on spear,
fist in chest, need a rest, ambulance late, no colour display,
haron row, deaths command, were my brother,
deer has no head, deer has no head
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Just 9 yet strings are there, school is out of mind,
only the main, time slip,
new guy hit the eye a humble but rotten,
inside who cares go more and watch out for black dog
a evil is devil, sign on wall of reds yet even
a cross o Christ was it friend,
not so fast, the rotten ones expired,
86 old max is on red line,
only a year on light before call of arms,
meat the warrant
a witch behind the veil, on beach, control,
sadism mind of escort-ism, erotic grip hit the floor
a real witch was spotted,
rampage of civil war,
,oblivion, after refuse of arms to relief
hit the butt of sinful nun and then expelled forever,
forever,that was the story of the mag, expelled forever, expelled forever, as I'm, as I'm
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15. |
Wall Brothers
01:37
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Friends or trash, fresh blood, knows wrong,
see shine of bottle, bottom,
rim was won but inner self meet the blue velvet
a masked evil, not a man yet a neurons,
that cry even at a birth, but without care, some love and fall with a song,
shouting thru walls, they fall like Warsaw,
nut suit once, despair, fear.
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Lucid Incubus Records Croatia
Lucid Incubus Records(ex Overdrive Records) is a internet record label, it mostly promotes rock, punk and metal music, but
sometimes and other genres.
Founders Of Label:
Adrian Lukin (Carbotan)
Contact us on:
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/lucidincubus
Mail:
luccubusre@gmail.com
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