album ’EXCESS & OVERDRIVE’

vendredi 1er juillet 2011, par Syn-Anton


• Out Of Reach • Pushing You Too Far • Excess And Overdrive • For Progress • Crimson Garden • Stone • Nowhere Land • Blow Me Out • Sometimes • Full Moon • Excess (Trance Remix) •


OUT OF REACH

Feel like ice through your eyes
Hearing these cries a see of lies
Living in town nerves so down
A thousand miles for my wide eyes

I out of reach i’m out of reach
I out of reach I’m out of reach

Stoned on earth avoid the worse
A desert mind fly in the sky
The people burn the future turns
Heads in the city become heavy

I out of reach i’m out of reach
I out of reach I’m out of reach

Burn the ice burn the lights

Finding something to extract
Dreaming something high
Feeling as a bird of ice
Cleaning this weird ice mind
Which is mine

I out of reach i’m out of reach
I out of reach I’m out of reach

Burn the ice burn the lights

Another fate after the gate
Time to work a killing time

OUT OF REACH

I out of reach i’m out of reach
Now out of reach right out of reach
My ice mind is out out of reach

Out of reach out of reach


PUSHING YOU TOO FAR

Your own desire keepin the power
Uniform and duty cleaning by fire
What’s your desire blowing your mind out
Everything is a dance everything ‘s a romance

What you’re in for is pushing you too far
What you’re in for is pushing you too far

What’s your desire sneakin emotions
Your own deception losing emotions
The excess is a dance the excess is a trance
Everything is a dance and nothing has a sense

What you’re in for is pushing you too far
What you’re in for is pushing you too far
Just pushing you too far

What’s your desire hiding your vices
What’s your desire you’re own discipline
Everything’s a romance it’s the age of non sense
The excess is a dance everything’s like a trance

What you’re in for is pushing you too far
What you’re in for is pushing you too far
Just pushing you too far
Too far
Pushing you too far too far


EXCESS & OVERDRIVE

Wake up the scorn is back
Face down you’re unreal
No one has understood
Tearing down faces
Who’s gonna live in pain
Who’s gonna have a trance
Who’s gonna kill the time
Excess and overdrive

Excess excess excess and overdrive
Excess excess excess and overdrive

Fucked mind and nasty
The master power culture
Can’t you sing a romance
Sex is on the wire
Who’s gonna burn the flags
Who’s gonna crack down
Who’s gonna kill for free
Excess and overdrive

Excess excess excess and overdrive
Excess excess excess and overdrive
Excess excess excess in your face

Who’s gonna burn the flags
Excess and overdrive
Who’s gonna crack down
Excess and overdrive
Who’s gonna fall in love

Excess and overdrive

Excess and overdrive
Excess and overdrive


FOR PROGRESS

Empty corpse fall down and disappear
Empty soul hateful and disparate
Empty heart to rise and peacefull spite
A bleeding hand useless and drying down

Your sickness make them grow
Your distress slow

Hate so hard I can’t keep my mind
A white sensation helps to destroy

Your sickness

Bigger the stress stronger the progress
The progress toward illness your life becomes a mess
Ambition is the pride and the pride is your wickness
Slow the fall from far heaven

Your sickness makes them grow
Your distress slowwww
Your sickness

Deep in brain there is no sound
Crushing the face straight to the ground
A new order for a real power
A new judgement to crush me down and out

Your distress


CRIMSON GARDEN

In the eye of the storm the crimson garden
Collapsing breathless deep in the turmoil
You’d better stay outside cos I’m right in the middle
Of the crimson garden just right in the middle

I am right in the crimson garden
I am right in the crimson garden

All of a sudden a hole a depression
Leads you to my desert many miles a far
You’d better stay outside cos I’m right in the middle
Of the crimson garden just right in the middle

I am right in the crimson garden
I am right in the crimson garden

Red swans burning water under
Red swans burning water under
Right in I am right in the crimson garden

Head in a mixer blind flashes through the dark
Feel me in the crimson garden and close the door on the silence

Right in I am in the crimson garden


STONED

So many miles under my wheels out of mind
So many hearts to belong to I don’t mind
So many guns to make a hole in a life
Another poison to ignite me I trip high

Stand in line I trip high
Stand in line I trip high

I’m struttin’ and you drool under me I fooled you
A throbbing impulse ruling my mind I get high
You peel back my skin and smell my nerves it’s a rush
Stoned on your hate stoned on your stink I get high

Stand in line I trip high
Stand in line I feel high

Stoned on your hate stoned on your stink I get high
Another poison to ignite me I trip high
Stoned on your hate stoned on your stink I feel high
Stand in line you fill my mind I get high

Stand in line I feel high
Stand in line I feel high


NOWHERE LAND

Here is the way the way to nowhere
Here is the saviour prince of your darkness
Here is your freedom your peace your sickness
Here is the sect the power of soul

Something in your wicked mind something in your eyes
Something in your wicked soul something in your mind rots
Something in your wicked mind something in your mind
Something in your wicked brain something in your mind rots

They give you the choice they keep the control
How’s your sickness it seems to grow
Here is the spy the needle in your eye
Blows your mind out locks you on your cloud

Something in your wicked nerves something in your eyes
Something in your wicked dreams something in your mind rots
Something in your wicked dreams something in your mind
Something in your wicked nerves something in your mind rots

Here is the way the way to nowhere
How’s your sickness it seems to grow
Here is the spy the needle in your eye
Here is the sect the power of soul
And your mind rots

Something wicked rots


BLOW ME OUT

Fear whena dream comes true
Fera of being yourself
Fear of someone somewhere
Fear with the one you love to hate
It’s like a weapon it keeps you down
It’s just like love it keeps you down

Kiss me blow me out
Kiss me blow me out

Fear puts your head in a hole
Everything’s falling out of your skin
Fear and I sweat like a pig
Fear and our head is burning

Kiss me blow me out
Kiss me blow me out

No one wants to feel anymore
Put the trigger of your gun
Shade is like a shelter
Fear and our heart head is boiling
Just like a weapon it keeps you down
It’s just like love it keeps you down

Kiss me blow me out
Kiss me blow me oooouuuttt


SOMETIMES

Something driving a car taking a gun shooting somewhere
Sometimes badtimes sometimes

Is there another way out ? Is there another dream out ?
Is there another like you ?Is there another freak out ?

Something among people
I don’t even hear I don’t even know I don’t even feel
Sometimes badtimes sometimes

Should I stand shoud I suicide should I stand or should I suicide ?
Should I change or should I suicide ?
Stand change suicide

Something running away with no more words to say
Sometimes badtimes Sometimes badtimes
Should I change or should I suicide ?
Stand change or should I suicide should i stand

Something trying to think finding this mind so empty
Sometimes badtimes Sometimes badtimes

Is there another way out ? Is there another dream out ?
Is there another like you ?Is there another freak out ?

Stand change suicide


FULL MOON

Time’s come for brain implosion
Bodies throb strange pulsations moon

Fear and blood fit complexion
Ribcage nerves are breaking down moon

Feel it now so impotent
Head and hearts are filled with ghosts moon

THE FULL MOON THE RISING MOON THE GREAT MOON THE FULL MOON

You turn fever my turn fever
You turn my turn fever

Souls bodies all asunder
After pain desolation moon

THE FULL MOON THE RISING MOON THE GREAT MOON THE FULL MOON

Acts and thoughts move in a storm
I vanish cos all is done moon

THE FULL MOON THE RISING MOON THE GREAT MOON THE FULL MOON



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