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It's getting dark and the lights outside, show me something I see you as my eyes go blind, lights are softly I hear you as you are talking by, your words mean nothing I wonder how are you still alive, in this black sunday Across the hills and the seven seas, I look for nothing My mind was settled as the holy skies, a black sun rises A deathless body just wakes again, dying softly I don't know how are you still alive, in this black sunday It's getting hot in the summertime, at least it's something My eyes go blind as a black sun rises, lifeless morning I realise you are talking dead, your life means nothing I wonder how are you still alive, lifeless morning
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Here, take this and die One more, pill to die So I wont be (for long) the same
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The greed that fills this empty space! Oh it is the fuel that makes me pray To some god that never came around Inside a fucking church that makes me sick Beloved son of God! Can't you hear me? Are you deaf? God: "Rest in pieces, I can't handle this anymore. This fucking world looks like a mess!" I'm buried with a sick, dirty feel that's in my mind! Something makes me feel that my life is a disaster I can't seem to believe that I turned this my desire... Nothing seems complete, It makes this trip feel even harder.
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One brick seems nothing to care of Thou it links two pieces together It may fit where no one will ever And fix some things that you cannot! The weight of carrying something that fights against my will It's the real damage that will put you soon to sleep Don't think that it'll last forever It needs some caress and affection What can't be fixed should be never A place for resting forever...
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It’s gotta be a wicked feel of getting caught in some kind of mischievous deeds The greed that reigns a mind is something to look out whenever its unleashed Flagellation is the putrid feel untied of never living free Living free is the price of life sinking in a dirty pit I feel the world is lost and lacking from warriors Machining what it seems creation of warheads An army row that’s filled with headless monsters who cannot tell that businesses are growing faster I, I, I, feel sick... What are you complaining about now? you fucking bitch! Revolution made by brainwashed masses Fighting for what they don’t even matter Propagation of the occult manners That mutilates our own perception of things Are you still complaining? what a FUCKING BITCH! I want you to fucking die Come with me, I'm sick of living!
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Stiff bodies together lonely into the night It's just what it takes to make me feel alright or down? No, dear babe, you feel profane Oh, obsessed babe, I want you here I'm guilty, so guilty, paying for her love She's wicked, so wicked, she's what turns me on or down?
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The sky turns black and a strange kind of star arise Dead body starts to move right in front my eyes Her body turns to stone sucking dry her life White powdered nose inhaling everything I have Black colored blood still keeps draining from her eyes The sound of hate still keeps coming from inside The heartbeats keep stroking my mind White powdered nose inhaling everything I have
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Did you see what I just casted?! Your fate is lost within this race And you can't retrieve your choices done! This trip must come to an end! This is the riddle from hell Something you can't complain of... Forget about the future and pain LIVE FOR YOURSELF AND PREVAIL! Are you sick from your desires?! Are they worth what you've PAID! Then you can't retrieve your choices done! And this trip must come to an end!
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"El Portal Emergente" is a double live bootleg album by Mephistofeles recorded by CRU Records.
Released as a 2-album set, recorded live in two shows accompanied by the band Winona Riders (
winonariders.bandcamp.com).
The second concert is a secret show at El Portal.
† ALBUM 1: EL EMERGENTE SHOW
† Recorded Live @: CRU RECORDS
† ALMAGRO, ARG / JUNE 16, 2023
Track Listing
1. BLACK SUNDAY
2. WHORE
3. BURIED IN WORMS
4. LAST WILL
5. THE MEANING OF ALL EVIL (Technical problems)
6. PROFANATION
7. WHITE BUTTERFLY
8. DAMNATION OR SALVATION?
9. LUCKY SPIN
† ALBUM 2: EL PORTAL SECRET SHOW
† Recorded Live @: CRU RECORDS
† ABASTO, ARG / JUNE 17, 2023
Track Listing
1. BLACK SUNDAY
2. WHORE
3. BURIED IN WORMS
4. THE MEANING OF ALL EVIL
5. WHITE BUTTERFLY
6. PROFANATION
7. LAST WILL
8. LUCKY SPIN
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Personnel:
Gabriel Ravera .Guitar and vocals
Magic Fingers .Bass
Ivan Sacharczuk .Drums
Music by Mephistofeles. Lyrics by Gabriel Ravera.
(
mephistofeles.bandcamp.com)
Do not contact us. Or try using OUIJA boards.
released June 22, 2023
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