Over the past twelve months of the band's existence, the track has become a firm fan favourite at Hacktivist shows, yet - apart from a very rough demo that somehow found its way out last year - has never been heard as a full proper studio track. Now, due to fan pressure, and as its summer, the band have made the track available for free via http://www.hacktivist.uk.com and http://www.musicglue.com/hacktivist 

Niggas In Paris

To show my gratitude for the people that have been encouraging and blessing me with their support, this interlude is dedicated to you. It might get turned into a whole song for the EP/Full Length combo, but it will definitely be one of the tracks to be up on my official bandcamp. I've been hard at work with over 20+ songs and I cannot wait to share with you my interpretation of "finding yourself"; hoping that you'd never stop influencing others through positivity.

Where Is Today?

Avantúre (demo)

Unlucky Charms feat Fernando Obregón of Joliette, first single for Excellion's upcoming EP "Unsean"

Tracking:
Drums by Sound Mob Studios
Guitars & Vocals by Linto Sounds Studios and Reconstruct Records

Mix & Master by Luke Martin of Versed Audio

Music and Lyrics by Excellion

I can feel the air, I can feel the pain once more
Cause’ for a moment I was gone
I think I’ve seen everything, everyone in my memories.
Nothing’s going to change my mind

But after all I was never alone
So tell me, just tell me

Let’s talk about what we have lost
Until someone save me, someone save me
Let’s talk about what we have done
And this time we will make a change

Take off my soul from my skin
Cause’ I’m afraid, and I’ve been waiting for this day
So please tell me now, why this is not, this is not, the way it supposed to be

Wake me up now!

Just find me (help me)
It’s been a long time without my reflection, my reflection

Let’s talk about what we have lost
Until someone save me, someone save me
Let’s talk about what we have done
And this time we will make a change

Get me out from this nightmare

(Ohhhhh…)
Take off my soul from my skin
Cause’ I’m afraid, and I’ve been waiting for this day

One of these days they’ll understand, the weight of the world upon me 
Stay awake, she always says, remind me what we used to dream
But don’t make me stay. 


Unlucky Charms

Social Isolation

https://www.facebook.com/oceill/
https://oceill.bandcamp.com

Oceill - Malaise (Feat. Plini)

Sneak into the neighbors yard and release the dog they've got chained up.
Take the bag their paper's in and fill said bag to the brim with piss.

"I  would handle things a little differently than you…"

It must be nice to be someone so cool...
Tiny rebellions and massive future plans.

Looking back I thought I knew when I grew up what I'd do.
I would grow to change the world for good or bad, just never bored.
I'd never rot behind a desk, not to age like all the rest.

Take a walk down to the park and feed the birds until they pop.
Then take their bursted bodies to the girl who always smiles at you.

"You would handle things a little differently than me?"

Must be nice to be "Mr. P.C."...
Massive intentions from a tiny little man.

Looking back I thought I saw people for just what they were: 
instinctive copulating links in a chain that circulates.
I'd never grow up to be pulled, never tire, never get old.

So tie a rope around your neck and the other end to the past.
Clench your jaw, grit your teeth and go nowhere fast.

So tie a rope around your neck and the other end to the past.
Clench your jaw, grit your teeth and prepare your body for death.

Sneak into school after hours and let the class' mice all out.
Guinea pig and gerbils too, then let a snake into the room.
And if you should arrive next morn to scenes of camp and gore, take it in and then ask for some more.
Misdirected animosity.

So tie a rope around your neck and the other end to the past.
Clench your jaw, grit your teeth and prepare your body for death.

(Because I was there before. The rebellious kid, head and heart all mixed up and filled with spit.
I was snake before in other lives chasing my tail and wondering just where I end.)

I forget where exactly we met; the me from the future and the me from the past.
A child like whimsy smothered out by routine.
I'll never know adventure, never dream again; for theres no fight left in me.

Exploded birds pave the streets in my mind.
Guilt is sticky like the summers where we'd stay up all night.
A child like persistence knocked off course by dumb fears.
I'll never know just how, never be able to tell you; I think I wasted some years…

Exploded Birds

idea(not yet finalized) (edit:Oct 28)since ive been asked to put this up for download, i figured i might as well since its just a draft.

Nit

Arteche

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