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Silence
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Silence è stato pubblicato il 10 ottobre 2026 da Lourdizer Sound System come parte dell'album Revolution
10 ottobre 2026
EtichettaLourdizer Sound System
LinguaEnglish
BPM162
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

A Hippocratic Oath,
To dissect your soul.
Scalpel on hand of the crow,
Scavengers watch the show.
Another life to be thrown,
Right in the basket with junk.
And with the mirror,
The nothingness dress up.
Did you find out your sunset?
Head like a drum set,
Telling your part of the story,
Feeling some glory.
Did you find out the scorning?
The rage sparring,
Adrenaline started to pouring,
The bleeding is funny,
A Hippocratic Oath,
To dissect your soul.
Scalpel on hand of the crow,
Scavengers watch the show.
Another life to be thrown,
Right in the basket with junk.
And with the mirror,
The nothingness dress up.
Please keep my hand out of sight,
Cause I'm my reaper tonight,
Believing I'm gonna crash,
Cause I don't know how to drive.
And all can see is the pain,
Feels like the blood in my veins,
And with the mirror,
I cannot find myself.
Did you find out the madness?
Feeling so flawless,
Wander the abyss of sadness,
Being your highness,
Wearing the mask of the lifeless,
Face is so priceless,
Joining the team of the eyeless,
Suicide is timeless,
Dear, tell me something,
Wanna go to play a game?
Dear, tell me something,
Wanna discover yourself again?
Dear, tell me something,
Razor touching your gentle veins?
Dear, tell me something,
Bleeding got you keeping sane?
In my own life survive,
But I wanted to fly,
Like sky rocket to stars,
Been kinda lonely,
Lost, got drowned in my fury,
Phased out of the line,
And words didn't shine,
I stopped to create,
I know I just hate myself,
But there are million stories that deserve to be tell,
So lend your hand,
Stop the blame,
Cause there is no point in causing a mess to yourself,
With the heart, it glows,
It lies the purity of the soul.
A Hippocratic Oath,
To dissect your soul.
Scalpel on hand of the crow,
Scavengers watch the show.
Another life to be thrown,
Right in the basket with junk.
And with the mirror,
The nothingness dress up.
Please keep my hand out of sight,
Cause I'm my reaper tonight,
Believing I'm gonna crash,
Cause I don't know how to drive.
And all can see is the pain,
Feels like the blood in my veins,
And with the mirror,
I'll try to find myself.
Cause I won't mourn,
The ashes of tomorrow.
Written by: Sergio Cuadra

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