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Bigger Than Yours

Cut/Clap

The Better To Eat You With (ft. Michael Hovsepian)

1fish2fish

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BleÃ¼ctipie

ANKH es el segundo álbum de TheWildKats, una obra que desciende a los misterios del Antiguo Egipto para convertirlos en rock y fuego.

Cada canción invoca a una divinidad o fuerza ancestral: el juicio de Anubis, el poder de Isis, la ira de Sekhmet, la sabiduría de Thoth. Entre riffs cargados de arena y ecos rituales, el álbum construye un puente entre la eternidad y el latido humano.

Serket

Am I one with the man I am if I can't stand me?
Fucker, you can brand me.
Come on, suck it up, Eve-
Eat the damned granny smith apple quickly,
Hope your god don't see me feeding you sweets.
I'm dead from the neck up- wait,
No I mean neck down, check up on my frown
and from down there to the ground.
Better kill me quickly if you want me gone.
Only truth can trick me, on that I'm not alone.

I can do what I want to,
You can do what you want to.
With the use of my tool we can fuck
The Rules.

Well pick a little, talk a little, pick a little, talk a little
Eat dirt cheap, better chalk it up to the superficial timespan
Mindscan, a richter scale.
Beat these treats of alarms a-wailing,
Shiver to the teeth, success in failing.
No, no, no no no no no no no no no.
Succotash and brandy, suck it up and try
To fly away from the lie you've cried too to today.
Sickeningly quickly, fucked it up this time.
It's just getting so fucking dry.

You can do what you want to.
I can do what I want to.
With the use of my tool we can fuck
The Rules.

We can do what we want to.
I will do what I want to.
With the use of my tool we can fuck
The Rules

Coitus With Regulations

I picked up a bag of a bit o' brain lag.
The smack and the magic attack came back.
Around every corner was a morning loner
Whose tone was a boner, so I'll telephone her.
To pour out our soul in a tour that tore us.
Our minds and our music, nothing will bore us.
A new world order. A new form of. The bright formations
Fuck it I told ya.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

So when the sun explodes, and the shapes erode
And when the dark, forboding, sins escape.
We find ourselves in folded paper and the message on the police tape.
Do not cross, or they'll cross you out. They can write your name off without a pen.
From the One to Three for Five, Six, Seven, more- the hatred is the 8, 9, 10.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

I bit you back in a shark attack.
And when I come around and turn the sky black, there'll be hell to pay.
I laid to rest all their tests at their best, when their second guesses turned out at last, I dispatched the day.
I screeched back with a heart attack
When the last of the bastard aristocrats, they were acrobats in air.
Death leamed at me from my eyelids, I can't sleep nowhere.

Good morning, Broadway Joe. Rising with the dawning light.
We've got time left and a moment to spare and it's been a crazy night.

Broadway Joe

I had nothing to say until I started singing. I bruised up my brain with my eardrums ringing.
It’s high time. My third eye was dry. Red and dead as my bloodshot mind.
I got hungry and my chakras cried. While my ego died. Here we go it’s time.
When I die I’ll be here for longer. What kills me also makes me stronger.
Ayahuasca’s purge resurging. Psilocybin. Curl up whirling
LSD and DMT and serotonin, Chemistry, magazines of all my dopamine
My kundalini is cueing me.  Here I am, take me out. Here I am, now take me out.
While I expand my scope of relevance, my mind flies towards my pink elephants.
Elements settle and meddle, towards everything, telling me anything.

Don’t and can’t. Shaman drama and marijuana. Solomon, Karma, that’s my Dharma.
Brama bottled up into Nirvana, just a few hundred micrograms.
Release and cheat to retreat. This sequence. Defense demons screaming “heathen.” Turned to be learned and burned at the stake. Rotting in hell for heaven’s sake.
Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find.
Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find.
Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find.
Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find.

What if the death rattle is a chuckle at the cosmic joke?

 

One big one that I won while I’m under. Stunned by a wonder, have some fun, sir.
These men see my freedom as disease, I’m at ease and easy to please.
When I freeze I reach for the treatment, tripped to the top and trapped my treason.
This is me but I see no reason for these legions in my cerebrum.
Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find.
No great truth or far beyond.
Using up time on this one design, no way through this human bond.
It seems to me I orchestrate my own inevitable fate.
It seems to me I orchestrate my own inevitable fate.

My best friend was a Zen Master, he grew up to be a hot dog vendor, and he made me one with everything.

The Better To Eat You With (ft. Michael Hovsepian)

Charles Lala

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