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Be one with the storm
02:51
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Be one with the storm, unity takes its form
The violence of the gusts fed by the blast of a desperation bomb
Indignant people rise up to tear down your reign
The kings are dethroned, the kings are dethroned by the pawns
A tidal wave to overthrow
Your empires and make
A Clean break with the past , to start again from scratch
Start again from scratch
Sing the song of the storm, unity takes its form
Shockwaves resound, against the walls of your bastions
Fear's gone over to the other side
Unity takes its form - The crowns are thrown down - The kings are dethroned by the pawns - By the pawns
A Clean break with the past
To start again from scratch
Be one with the storm
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Captain's first the rats desert the sinking ship
Forsaken ! on a makeshift raft the castaways drift at the swell's mercy
Minutes are hours, hours are days
The stupor turns into despair
Wanderers in a saltwater hell
Thirst and hunger meet the madness
Shaken by the waves, the cries of the crew, mingle with the noise of the billows
Howling for some help, into the void, Cursing, the heavens, gods and Men
Scanning the horizon for a glimmer of hope
Wishing for a sighting land or an approaching sail
The embrace of death tightens each day more
A Fratricidal fight break out for survival
The strongest eat the weak, Humanity has disappeared -
An other sunset, the hope has gone
The song of sirens as only answer to their calls
The ghost of Medusa's raft soars on us
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Dancing on your ruins
03:05
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I'm ready for the fall of this modern era
I want to dance on its ruins ! on its ruins
I don't recognize myself in your competition system
Crush the others to be the best is a non sense for me ! For us
I hate your consumer society
Your indifference to the wastage and
Destruction of our only home
I don't want to adapt myself to your sick society
One by one ! I roll with your punches but i'll never kneel down
We'll never kneel down
We are all we have, to hold the line, side by side and defy your order
In your single way of thinking
we have seen a boot stamping a human face
We have seen a boot smashing the planet
We will never accept a new shape of slavery
One by one we roll with your punches but we'll never kneel down
we're working to your fall ! we'll be dancing on your ruins ! On your ruins
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Dust'n'Ashes
02:24
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The sky is red as a bloody backdrop
The horizon bleed, chimneys spit their poison
Black smokes rise like a paintbrush strokes
And draw the lines of a bad omen
Dust and ashes
Black clouds burst into a cinder rain
The landscape's filled of a fog of pain
The last sunbeam strikes a wasteland
A tear of light falls on a sea of sand
Dust and ashes,
Under the smog, days and nights, are only shades of gray
The factories give the rythm, run in full swing
Ghostly crowds are choking in a confusion state
Dust ! to blind their eyes ! Ashes ! to dry their mouths
Gone ! the wilderness colors ! Gone ! the blue of the pure water
Draw me a nightmare ! Draw me a nightmare of dust and ashes
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One Burning Match Clermont Ferrand, France
We're One Burning Match, a four pieces D.I.Y HxC Punx band from Clermont Ferrand, France.
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