It's Monday morning now in Mercury 
but over there it is Wednesday's night 
I left and it felt like a weekend trip
but time run slow and space got tight

Now I'm on a bridge in Saturn
inside a speeding buss 
and if I told you my heart's heavy
could you calculate its mass??

A rising star that's gone astray 
I kicked four planets on my way 

and I can't tell how we got this far 
but I still know in Jupiter a bar...

Rusty rhythms and reckless rhymes 
set ablaze her chestnut eyes


Lyrics by Stathis R.

Mercury - Demo

Lyrics:

This time I'm burning inside.
I've got the blues, feels, reeling in 
"STOP!! Get back in line."

& when I try...try...try...try to survive
then you turn on your TV, war is more than alive!

Wolves, bears, men sharpening teeth and knifes 
With all the sheep in the middle 
eating up all their lies.

Youth! Yeah you! I feel young and alive 
I wanna keep on fighting, breaking out of their packs

This pre-ordained psychopathic thrill of mine
Is killing everything, is there, to kill your mind.

You break their cage, break the bars, what's inside?

Shatter their cool-aid lives...
"Get back in line!"

is killing your mind, is killing your mind
is killing your mind, is killing your mind
is killing your mind

Killing Your Mind - Demo

I Don't Believe You - Demo

Up in the earth
Down in the sky
Feeling the long
tenement life

Down in the earth
Up in the sky
Follow along
Tell me no lies

I feel alive, I feel the tide
I'm high.

Opposites - Demo

Acoustic sessions by the former Black Maze members D. Alivas and Jimmy Reppas

Foreign Land - acoustic - live

My head is clear in the night…
The morning haze, sublime
Hangin, Hangin, Hangin, Hangin * 3
(Almost) dyin
Frames from a film, I never watched…
(still) Protagonistic role
Even though I don’t remember
Anything at all…
My head is clear in the night…
The morning haze, sublime
Hangin, Hangin, Hangin, Hangin * 3
(Almost) dyin

Voice - Radio!

Stalker

My hands are tied
My lips are sealed
I cannot talk 
I cannot feel 
The train is heading towards the cliff .

I tried so hard 
The try was real 
But every time 
The same old feel
Brothers and sisters destroy themselves .
( We use our own hands to remove our own eyes)

With every word 
With every deal
With every stroke 
The same old feel
The noose is tightening around my neck

But I escaped
I did run away 
So why the hell, I feel this way
Is it denial?
Is it the pain?
Is it all things - nonsensicate 
( that make sense, nay? ) 

The train is heading towards the cliff
The train is reaching the edge of the cliff

The Train Is Heading Towards The Cliff

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For You V02

Rocky, punky, droney, dark-wavey sometimes folky but always psychedelic artist from Athens, GR. 
Currently in Amsterdam, NL.

The Curly Peacock

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