1. |
Black sky
03:26
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so, you're invited!
please, come in!
reach the gates of gloom
look around! clouds dissapeared
it's a sign, it's your key
be greet in antoher world
welcome, to a new dimension!
now you are under the spell of black sky!
fester, in the darkness of your thoughts
fester, insatiated with sadness
among tears mixed with blood
of your own infirmity
under the spell of
black sky
cry, over your miserable fate
not alive, but yet not dead
seek for better apocalypse
under the spell of
black sky
blade cuts the thread
closed are all the locks
embrace me! fill me!
save me! kill me!
pour on me all your charm
under the spell of black sky
under the spell of black sky
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2. |
Soul collector
03:42
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you are mine – mine of hope
you are just – just another raw
transferre thy – thy certain doom
into victory – victory of mine
drawn – by dry
drawn – by shy
be just another time
yet another walking stone
killing tone
tone of soul
changing in..
into coin
purse of coins
rich man fate
type of wealth
only hate
purse of coins
traitor, thief
growing weak
start to leak
you are mine – mine of hope
you are just – just another raw
transferre thy – thy certain doom
into victory – victory of mine
I, I need
need to recollect
I, I need
need to recollect
I, I need
need to recollect
..him
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3. |
March of Mannequin
03:12
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march, mannequin of life!
move forward grotesque
bless apathy and crush
step walk crush fuck
gain clouds
inhale breeze of oncoming hope
your mistaken walk!
mannequin beware of your precision!
and march march march!
jump over the lake!
kill lamplighter!
hand sails keep on the run
walk walk
step carefully
walk walk
watch the flowers, mannequin,
blind mannequin in the clouds,
wooden giant empty inside, watch out!
there is a fire over here
too many steps still ahead of you,
haste, haste
do not oppose
tear it up from the path-
wayshrines of sinfull fools.
and eat, eat, kill, wait and bleed.
middle of the road closed tight
with rules of neverending way,
as the homeless pathfinder,
you, giant made of wood, march, march, march.
you, wooden giant, mannequin of man
lost in misconception
faceless smile, careless, free, march, march, march
please, don't stop mannequin.
it's not your time, fearfull mannequin
wooden giant made of hopes march before you fall
bring chaos and harmony.
recreate our paths.
step into a swamp and paint the way!
we challange you!
we challange you!
we challenge you!
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4. |
Red Devil
03:26
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beneath that inhuman fear
I count the demons that haunted me
and the dearest of them all
- Red Devil signs her derisive song
Red Devil
Red Devil
Red Devil
is laughing in my face
Red Devil
Red Devil
is dancing on my grave
Red Devil
Red Devil
I am always one to blame
Red Devil
Red Devil
calls my name
touched with the Devils finger
Red Devil
Red Devil
Red Devil
is hunting me by night
Red Devil
Red Devil
tormenting every time
so she laid down
laid down next to me
to finish her work
to crush my dignity
Red Devil
Red Devil
I cannot move
I cannot breath
I can't stand
this vampirical lust
Red Devil
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5. |
Insatiability
03:12
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insatiability,
mighty engine of life!
sweet hunger of feelings,
so deadly inside.
passing trouhg the stream
of men
gorgeous power of
mine, insane
so calm, so raw.
insatiability,
mighty engine of life!
growing inside from what is left behind
queen of happiness,
mother of our sins
you, who suffocate with future
you, who drive us mad
passing pictures of present time
always only shallow,
like shadows of their own kind
insatiability, grace falling from the sky
never enough, too little words and sounds
it's too complicated even for a single sign
insatiability,
mighty engine of life!
sweet hunger of feelings,
so deadly inside.
insatiability,
mighty engine of life!
sweet hunger of feelings,
so deadly inside.
insatiability,
mighty engine of life!
sweet hunger of feelings,
so deadly inside.
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6. |
Dream my son
03:22
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come my son, load your gun
feel the glory and make it done
come on son, take your gun
pull the trigger, you have won
let them feel like there is no tomorrow
let them take back your pain and sorrow
let them feel this kind of mourning
let them die of grief and longing
in this pale divine light
your agony is an art
mournful weep, final speech
black robes false tears
poisoned hearts of your family
everything ended for thee
let them feel like there is no tomorrow
let them take back your pain and sorrow
let them feel this kind of mourning
let them die of grief and longing
come on son, load your gun
feel the glory and make it done
come on son, take your gun
pull the trigger, you have won
come on son, load your gun
feel the glory and make it done
come on son, take your gun
pull the trigger, you have won
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7. |
Omne trinum perfectum
03:02
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as a stigma
as a curse
as an inner claw that hurts
as hypnosis
paralysis
different state of consciousness
all is higher
impeccable
as narcotic mind disable
all is perfect
all's above
as a pure emotion – love
omne trinum perfectum!
as the fire
as the sun
as a mark burnt one by one
as the razor
as the blood
as a bullet in your mind
all is equal
all's consistent
as a claim you can't deny
all is faultless
accurate
as a pure emotion – hate
omne trinum perfectum!
as the darkness
as the stone
as a burning candle on
as a vacuum
hollowness
as the rapid inertness
behind the boarder
all is done
as a war you couldn't won
all is exact
immaculate
as wonder condition - dead
omne trinum perfectum!
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8. |
Dance of a Madman
05:45
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paint burns me to bones
sound has the killing tone
eyes are blind from light
legs are broken by steps
words are poisonous lies
visions are coming from afar
hopes are lost in pain
difference makes no sense
rip your veins off
you dancing madman
burry your dreams
loser without a chance
dance of a madman
with all of his hopes
dance of a madman
in his wretched old home
burn your heart out
you dancing madman
forget your life
dreaming only the wrong way
dance of a madman
with all of his hopes
dance of a madman
in his wretched old home
lost in all his dreams
dying somewhere between
chasing his own lust
losing common sense
gaining failures and scars
being laughing-stock
dancing madman life
wasting somebody’s time
rip your veins off
you dancing madman
burry your dreams
loser without a chance
dance of a madman
with all of his hopes
dance of a madman
in his wretched old home
burn your heart out
you dancing madman
forget your life
dreaming only the wrong way
dance of a madman
with all of his hopes
dance of a madman
in his wretched old home
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Psycho Visions Poland
Defined by the audience in various ways - from melodic death metal to universal music. Founded in 2015 in Rzeszów, Poland,
with three studio materials to this date: EP "further, darker, deeper ..." from 2015, album "Inflect" from 2018 and album "Our Own" from 2020.
Apart from the musical aspect, the band pays a lot of attention to the visual aspect of their art.
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