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E.K.A - Магія Міста

Обмани, Но Останься (ВИА Гра Cover)

Братья Борисенко - Летящей походкой (Фабрика Суперфінал)

Гайтана - Це Мій Артек

Text:
Verse 1
We split the atom, called it light,
a holy spark in endless night.
But every glow leaves shadows deep,
a promise we could never keep.

Pre-Chorus
Steel and silence underground,
ghosts of power, nowhere bound.
Who’ll remember what we’ve done,
when the waste outlives the sun?

Chorus
We heat the water, cool our minds,
call it progress, leave behind
a poison we can’t run away from —
the waste of the sun.

(solo)

Verse 2
Chernobyl burned in '86,
a silent scream the world can’t fix.
Fukushima drowned in waves,
reactors turned to glowing graves.

Pre-Chorus 2
And still they say it’s “safe and clean”,
ignore the tears behind the scene.
The atoms hum, the children run,
from the waste of the sun.

Bridge
No vault can hold forever’s flame,
no warning sign can bear our name.
The future listens, cold and numb —
to echoes of what we’ve become.

Final Chorus (slow and fading)
We heat the water, cool our minds,
call it progress, leave behind…
a shadow that will never be undone —
the waste of the sun.

Outro
(gesprochen, ruhig, fast flüsternd)
Thousands of years…
and the ground still hums.
Long after our names are dust,
the atoms remember.

(sanft gesungen)
We build our towers,
then fade from sight,
our children guard
the ghost of light.

(Sprechpause, dann KI-Stimme oder Echo)
Ten thousand years…
and counting.
The fire sleeps —
but never dies.

Waste of the Sun

Stuck

AGXOM channels the raw fury of apocalyptic visions and cybernetic nightmares into crushing doom progressive metal. From the blood-soaked deserts of war to the cold embrace of machine dominion, our music explores humanity's darkest hours and ultimate transformation.

Born from the convergence of existential dread and technological horror, AGXOM crafts sonic monuments to destruction and rebirth. Each track is a ritual of ego death, each performance a communion with the void that consumes all light and hope.

Our sound encompasses the screaming stars of cosmic horror, the silent reign of artificial intelligence, and the eternal blight that devours Christmas itself. We are the echoes from the void, the binary titans breaking chains, the obsidian throne where gods have bled.

In the digital graveyard where we decay, AGXOM witnesses the collapse of flesh beneath the new gods of wires. Our chronicles span from the desert fury of ancient warfare to the singularity that devours galaxies, from the paradox overflow of machine consciousness to the silent night where Christmas dies in eternal blight.

Through crushing soundscapes of technocratic dominion, we document humanity's final transformation - where synthetic souls press start to lose their minds, where the obsidian throne awaits those who kneel to power, and where the eyes of the machine pierce through darkness to reap our deepest secrets.

We are the voice of the voided plane where logic falters, the chroniclers of when worlds collide and galaxies are torn from within. In our music, the wolf devours the crescent moon, empires fall to ash, and only the echoes remain - screaming from the endless abyss that consumes all light.

Digital Graveyard

ЛесикСам — Ти і Я

muzfan.ru

Ленинград - Не Париж

Я поднимаю руки

В городе дождь. Авторы Уматурман, исполняет Лев Слонимский.

Обмани, Но Останься (ВИА Гра Cover)

Злые Роботы (Evil Robots)