Trick Or Treat (Remastered And Reworked)

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Crazy Girl

Do You Know My Name ? (Remastered And Reworked)

Sex is an album that explores multiple sexual experiences. Some of these stories are personal, others were told by girls involved in various particular situations. The topics addressed are based on sexual diversity and perversions of human nature. WARNING: The Contents are explicit

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Nomads

This is a song dedicated to Ursula and Hannah, my sisters I never knew, who died in 1971

CRAZY GIRL

Ursula And Hannah

A Child In The Street

I walked into my bedroom,
Tired and wrapped in gloom.
I took off my work clothes,
Wearing nothing but my clogs.




I looked at the sheets on the bed,
So soft, reassuring, and deep red.
I opened the drawer of sex toys,
Without a doubt about my choice.



The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.



I thought about my sweet dear friend,
To touch her breasts with my hands,
To gently kiss her pink sexy nipples
I thought of her sweet Venus dimples.



My hand moved down between my legs
Near the black pillows on my bed
When I suddenly felt great pleasure
And I discovered my true nature.





The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.





My hand moved down between my legs
Near the black pillows on my bed
When I suddenly felt great pleasure
And I discovered my true nature.



The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

The Year I Strarted Exploring

I saw you dancing this evening,
and I felt struck by lightning.
You’ve got such a pale, pretty face,
and sensual eyes as clear as ice.

"Your hair falls on your shoulders,"
"making everything seem bolder."
Now you look at me with malice,
Do you really want me too, Alice?

(Chorus)
Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
and it lights up my desire.
Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
I feel excited and on fire.


Now I'll untie your black lace dress,
I want to kiss your legs and your sex.
Now lie down and take off my shoes,
I want your sensual lips on my toes.


I'm attracted to your perfect breasts,
and I'm ready for all your requests.
Let's love each other through this night,
waiting softly for the morning light.


Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
and it lights up my desire.
Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
I feel excited and on fire.

Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
and it lights up my desire.
Your body is hot, so alluring and sexy,
I feel excited and on fire.

Your Body Is Hot

I walked into my bedroom,
Tired and wrapped in gloom.
I took off my work clothes,
Wearing nothing but my clogs.




I looked at the sheets on the bed,
So soft, reassuring, and deep red.
I opened the drawer of sex toys,
Without a doubt about my choice.



The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.



I thought about my sweet dear friend,
To touch her breasts with my hands,
To gently kiss her pink sexy nipples
I thought of her sweet Venus dimples.



My hand moved down between my legs
Near the black pillows on my bed
When I suddenly felt great pleasure
And I discovered my true nature.


The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.



My hand moved down between my legs
Near the black pillows on my bed
When I suddenly felt great pleasure
And I discovered my true nature.



The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

The year I started masturbating,
Touching myself felt so exciting,
It felt like a short summer rain
Intense and impossible to contain.

Summer Rain

She Keeps Bees

Jess is typing, beyond the screen, Asking Daisy to see the feet unseen. She’s got a mask, hides her face, Now she's online, dressed in lace. 

Every request is a sex recall, In her trap, he’s bound to fall. Every photo's a new demand, To get money, just as planned. 
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks. 

On a live feed, she shows her feet, Jess's heart races with the beat. She's so sexy, and making deals, In the digital world, this feels real. 
Every whisper is a sensual call, In her game, he loses it all. Her glance hides a dark demand, To get her way, just as planned. 

I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks

Behind the screen, who’s truly hurt?
On the net, what’s dignity worth?
In this game, the world is blurred, These connections are truly absurd.

Ten Pics

I'm walking in my tight dress,
My slave awaits his mistress.
Night rain falls upon my hair,
As my sweet scent fills the air.



I've just arrived at this place,
I step in, hiding all my stress.
Inside, a man barks like a dog,
Drooling at the sight of my clogs.



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.



Now I’m taking off my lace panties,
To indulge in his perverse fancies.
He starts to gaze at my navel,
And his mind begins to travel.



He comes to my tunnel of love,
While the leaves of the trees move.
As the blood runs hot in his veins
I hear the sound of golden rain



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.





You can taste the pleasure
if that's what you want
you can lick my studded heels
if that's what you want.



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do You Need Me Tonight

IRIS

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Sous Le Soleil

"In the bar, where lights are dim,
Two girls who make heads spin.
"Blondie with, blue eyes so shy."
and Asia with a gaze so sly."

Blondie serves drinks in a skirt,
Asia smiles, cool and somewhat curt.
Clock hits five, they start to close,
When three strangers open the doors.


On a quiet Valentine's Day,
Two girls worked in a dive bar.
"That night, they faced dismay,
A night that left them with scars.

On Valentine's Day, 
Two girls in a dive bar.

Masked men pull out a gun."
The robbery has just begun.
Blondie scared breaks a glass,
Asia stands firm, won’t let this pass.

She reaches down to her boot’s side,
Pulls out a gun she tries to hide.
With steady hands, she aims it right,
At one masked man within her sight.

On a quiet Valentine's Day,
Two girls worked in a dive bar.
"That night, they faced dismay,
A night that left them with scars.
On a quiet Valentine's Day,
Two girls worked in a dive bar.
"That night, they faced dismay,
A night that left them with scars.

On Valentine's Day, 
Two girls in a dive bar.




Blondie sees her perfect chance,
Grabs the phone with a nervous glance.
She dials quick, her hands don’t shake,
Police rush in—no more escape.


On a quiet Valentine's Day,
Two girls worked in a dive bar.
That night, they faced dismay,
A night that left them with scars.


On a quiet Valentine's Day,
Two girls worked in a dive bar.
That night, they faced dismay,
A night that left them with scars.


On Valentine's Day, 
Two girls in a dive bar.

Two Girls In A Dive Bar

I went to the disco tonight,
I moved proudly under the light.
I danced, free from every thought,
In the black shoes I’d just bought.


I felt so pretty in my heels,
Lights reflected my sex appeal.
But a strange guy near the bar
Stared at my feet from afar.


A strange guy wanted my feet,
But my girlfriend didn’t agree.
A strange guy was eyeing my heels,
With an incessant desire to kneel.


My toenails were painted black,
And he was ready for the attack.
Attracted by that warm desire,
He drank to put out the fire.


So I stepped out into the street
With my girlfriend to smoke a cig.
We thought about the guy's look,
As we ran, laughing, barefoot.


A strange guy wanted my feet,
But my girlfriend didn’t agree.
A strange guy was eyeing my heels,
With an incessant desire to kneel.

A strange guy wanted my feet,
But my girlfriend didn’t agree.
A strange guy was eyeing my heels,
With an incessant desire to kneel.



A strange guy wanted my feet,
But my girlfriend didn’t agree.
A strange guy was eyeing my heels,
With an incessant desire to kneel.

A strange guy wanted my feet,
But my girlfriend didn’t agree.
A strange guy was eyeing my heels,
With an incessant desire to kneel.

A Strange Guy

I'm a rag and flesh doll, With empty eyes, so small. 
In my white pill prison, I need sex, not religion. 
I'm looking for pliers
To pull out my eyes. I'll be blind forever, 
And I won't remember. 
I'm an abstract zombie, But I feel elated, 
In a trance that's dreamy. In my mind, I'm faded. 

In synthetic visions, I’m wrapped in illusions. 
I embrace the decay. Dead I’ll forever stay. 
I feel like a dead star, In the void, I drift far. 
To the end of my days
In the darkness, I stay.
I'm an abstract zombie, But I feel elated,
 In a trance that's dreamy. In my mind, I'm faded. 

I feel like a dead star, In the void, I drift far. 
To the end of my days
In the darkness, I stay.

I'm an abstract zombie, But I feel elated, 
In a trance that's dreamy. In my mind, I'm faded. 
I'm an abstract zombie, But I feel elated, 
In a trance that's dreamy. 
In my mind, I'm faded.

DO YOU KNOW MY NAME ?

Abstract Zombie

You can call me the hunter, 
You can call me the sinner. 
I might not even like you, 
But I’ll surely ensnare you. 

Like a spider with its prey, 
I’ll lurk and wait all day. 
In the shadows, I will lie,
 
Silent, with a watchful eye. 
They call me Anja the saint, 
But I only inflict the pain. 
In a world of dark and gloom, 
I’m sealing your doom. 

You can call me the sinner, 
You can call me the preacher. 
For the cross around my neck, 
I demand respect.
 
With my crew, the city’s ours, 
We control the darkest powers. 
Every corner, every fight, 
We own the day and the night

They call me Anja the saint, 
But I only inflict the pain. 
In a world of dark and gloom, 
I’m sealing your doom. 

In the alleys where dealers stay, 
I craft my empire, make you pay. 
No remorse in this game I play, 
In Santa Esperanza, I slay.

They call me Anja the saint, 
But I only inflict the pain. 
In a world of dark and gloom, 
I’m sealing your doom. 

They call me Anja the saint, 
But I only inflict the pain. 
In a world of dark and gloom, 
I’m sealing your doom.

Anja The Saint

Malamadre Dance
Malamadre, Move
Malamadre Shake
Malamadre, Sway

In the night, I take the stage, 
Stripped away, from youth and age.
Called Malamadre, on the street, 
Dance for cash, to make ends meet. 
Want to dance with me?
You want a drink, or what?
Do you want some blow?
Now I'd like to fuck. 
Malamadre, that’s my name, 
Living in a world of shame. 
I satisfy the eyes of men
I'm alone, I play this game
Malamadre Dance
Malamadre, Move
Malamadre Shake
Malamadre, Sway

Family turned their backs on me, 
Love and trust are now debris. 
For my child, I fight alone, On stage,
 just skin and bone. 

Want to dance with me?
You want a drink, or what?
Do you want,some blow?
Now I'd like to fuck.
Malamadre, that’s my name, 
Living in a world of shame. 
I satisfy the eyes of men
I'm alone, I play this game. 

Abandoned by my guy, Studies down the drain, 
I'm alone with a child, And I face the disdain. 
Malamadre, that’s my name, 
Living in a world of shame. 
I satisfy the eyes of men
I'm alone, I play this game. 
Malamadre, that’s my name, 
Living in a world of shame. 
I satisfy the eyes of men
I'm alone, I play this game

Malamadre

Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
She's a rebel, she's a danger
She's a bitch , she's a killer
Do you know her name?
Do do do, do do do do do, You you you, you you you you you, 
do you know her name?
She's a rebel, She's a danger
she's a killer, she's a bitch
do you know her name ?

Iris walks the streets
In blue jeans and a shirt
Like a nameless girl
In a lonely world
(Pre-Chorus)
Her father beat her badly
And she suffered greatly
Her mother was very ill
Lives were far from still

Do you know her name?
Do you know her shame?
Do you know her rage?
Do you know her cage?
She's a rebel, she's a danger
She's a bitch , she's a killer
Do you know her name?

Iris is down the street
With a rumpled shirt
Under people's eyes
As her memories fade

They say she killed her father
They say she killed her mother
They say she killed for money
And yet, her smile's so sunny

Do you know her name?
Do you know her shame?
Do you know her rage?
Do you know her cage?
She's a rebel, She's a danger
she's a killer, she's a bitch
do you know her name ?

This is the bloody true story
Not for money or glory
Iris killed her drunken father
'Cause he was beating her mother

Do you know her name?
Do you know her shame?
Do you know her rage?
Do you know her cage?
She's a rebel, She's a danger
she's a killer, she's a bitch
do you know her name ?

Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
Do you know her name?
She's a rebel, she's a danger
She's a bitch , she's a killer
Do you know her name?
Do do do, do do do do do, You you you, you you you you you, do you know her name?
She's a rebel, She's a danger
she's a killer, she's a bitch
do you know her name ?

Do You Know Her Name ? (2025 Version)

Just arrived at the address,
A voice said, “wait I’m wearing a dress.”
I smoked a cig while I waited,
When an old woman soon came out.


With a suitcase by her side,
A face that hid her sadness inside.
She closed the door to the past,
"Bye, my home," were her last words cast.


Drive me through the city lights,
Show me where my heart felt bright.
The neighborhood where I used to live,
Where my daughter was conceived.



She spoke of places she once knew,
Of her love and what she had viewed.
We traveled through her history,
That I will keep in my memory.



In the dark, she shared her past,
How quickly her life had passed.
In the taxi, the time stood still,
As I drove, her dreams were fulfilled.


Drive me through the city lights,
Show me where my heart felt bright.
The neighborhood where I used to live,
Where my daughter was conceived.

Drive me through the city lights,
Show me where my heart felt bright.
The neighborhood where I used to live,
Where my daughter was conceived.


Once at the hospice, her end was near,
In her mind, everything was clearer.
This would be her last night,
Her eyes closed with morning light.


Drive me through the city lights,
Show me where my heart felt bright.
The neighborhood where I used to live,
Where my daughter was conceived.


Drive me through the city lights,
Show me where my heart felt bright.
The neighborhood where I used to live,
Where my daughter was conceived.

DYKMN

Taxi Driver

Jess is typing, beyond the screen, 
Asking Daisy to see the feet unseen. 
She’s got a mask, hides her face, 
Now she's online, dressed in lace. 
Every request is a sex recall, 
In her trap, he’s bound to fall. 
Every photo's a new demand, 
To get money, just as planned. 
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks. 

On a live feed, she shows her feet, 
Jess's heart races with the beat. 
She's so sexy, and making deals, 
In the digital world, this feels real. 
Every whisper is a sensual call, 
In her game, he loses it all. 
Her glance hides a dark demand, 
To get her way, just as planned. 
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks

Behind the screen, who’s truly hurt?
On the net, what’s dignity worth?
In this game, the world is blurred, 
These connections are truly absurd.

I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks. 

I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks.
I will send you ten pics
Of my feet and dirty socks

In her shadow, Daisy's lost, 
Jess's requests come at a cost. 
Her photos are chains; she's not free, 
Jess is distressed, as you can see.

Dirty Socks

TRICK'R TREAT

Jack O' Lantern

TRICK OR TREAT

Welcome To The Nigthmare (Prelude)

I'm Really Scared

The Devil (Interlude)

Dressed As A Witch (Interlude)

I wrote this song to my mother, to thank her for all the love she has always given me.

Mother, tell me your dreams,
What did you want from life?
What did you hope to see,
From our future so bright?


My kids will serve the power,
Global dreams now devoured.
Your men change their own sex,
Men have changed from my sex.



mother, i'm falling down
mother  i'm crying now
mother  don't trust in god
Mother, in pain I plod.


Mother, fear your last days,
I’ll be blind, chained, and lost.
I will eat bugs, no more hair,
In ruins, I’ll chew bones.



Who will guard me then?
As I face the sad end,
Lost dreams in a world,
Tears reign, God is gone.



mother, i'm falling down
mother  i'm crying now
mother  don't trust in god
Mother, in pain I plod.




Now my hopes are lost,
In a world of tears,
Saints are far from here,
Made of plastic and bone.



Mother, remember that I love you.

MY NAME IS IRIS

Mother

CHRISTMAS LEGENDS

Krampus

They Want Strong Men

This is a song dedicated to Ursula and Hannah, my sisters I never knew, who died in 1971


Two broken lives, never born,
two roses that were  torn,
Sisters who could have been,
Never close, never seen.


A sweet word, a tender piece,
That would have been nice.
Indulge in joy and life,
Not in these wounds of knife
 


ursula and hannah 
today I cry for you
ursula and hannah 
can I live without you?


Two broken lives, now we see,
Bound together, eternally.
Sisters lost but not in vain,
In my heart, you'll remain.

Two shadows, lost and cold,
Dreams untold, hearts too bold,
Lives that never saw the light,
In the silence of the night.




ursula and hannah 
today I cry for you
ursula and hannah 
can I live without you?



ursula and hannah 
today I cry for you
ursula and hannah 
can I live without you?

The Unborn

In Her Room On Her Knees

A Path Of Sorrow

Post Human

In The Abyss

She’s the queen of the night
Dancing under the strobe lights
She has blue eyes and blonde hair
Born for Vanity Fair


They say she’s very greedy,
Dirty, wicked, and really lazy.
She’s broken many men’s hearts,
But she isn’t a girl in all parts.


She’s a man, I know it,
Even if she doesn’t show it.
Now she has princess eyes,
But we know what the dress hides.


Dear friend, I know the events,
And I’ve seen your bad moments.
She’s the one who hit you coldly,
Even if you never told me.

Get up and go talk to her,
You never stopped loving her.
Accept who she wants to be,
And try to live free.


She’s a man, I know it,
Even if she doesn’t show it.
Now she has princess eyes,
But we know what the dress hides.


She’s a man, I know it,
Even if she doesn’t show it.
Now she has princess eyes,
But we know what the dress hides.

She’a man, yes she’s a man
I know it, yes i know it
She’a man, yes she’s a man
I know it, yes i know it



Get up and go talk to her,
You never stopped loving her.
Accept who she wants to be,
And try to live free.


She’s a man, I know it,
Even if she doesn’t show it.
Now she has princess eyes,
But we know what the dress hides.


She’s a man, I know it,
Even if she doesn’t show it.
Now she has princess eyes,
But we know what the dress hides.

Princess Eyes

I'll Be Stunning And Sexy For You

She’s A Man I Know It

Witch

I'm A Witch

In Hephaestus' ancient forge,
where the demiurge now emerges,
we step on forgotten ground,
where we're healed of our wounds.


A strange brew in our veins,
through archaic, mystic chains,
used by the ancient shamans,
to break the mind's domains.


Slender origami leaves dance,
the wind plays a sweet romance.
Feeble chants from the tree of life
Awaken my soul to bright new life.

In Kamaloka, desires are felt,
shedding the existential veil.
Through voids separating stars,
I glimpse the pyramids of Mars.

A strange brew in our veins,
through ancient, mystic chains,
to break the mind's domains,
and drift through cosmic plains.

Slender origami leaves dance,
the wind plays a sweet romance.
Feeble chants from the tree of life
Awaken my soul to bright new life.

NOMADS

Origami

She was proud in her Phrygian hat,
Barefoot among the fighters that
Filled the smoky streets of Belleville,
Marching onward to the Bastille.

The suffragettes in the square,
They fought, shedding bitter tears.
Italian boats with wheat on board,
Smuggled by girls for a reward.

Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

(Verse 2)
Samnite girls exploring sex,
Painted in the suburban baths.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.

Ahhotep welcomed the exiles
Among the siltstones of the Nile.
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.



(Bridge)
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

An Aphoristic Tension

Asia moves her graceful body
while the small altars stand ready.
Young vestals return from the fields
with lavender stems on their heads


Corcyra anklets on their feet,
Shining bright in the sunlit street
Pizarre laid out on steps at dusk.
Muzzuni wrapped in silk scarves lush


We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.



Ancient songs of courtship and love,
like an angel watering doves.
Candy to seal a new friendship,
As Asia softly meets my lips.



I breathe in the evening air
Echoes of old Aghlabite squares
Old couples speak in muted tones,
their phrases worn like ancient stones




We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.


We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
like priestesses of Delphi’s shrine,
where wisdom flowed through sacred wine.



Iriteddu facitini amari,
chi ‘nni ficimu cumpari,
‘nzoccu avemu ,‘nni spartemu,
e mai ‘nni sciarriamu,
cumpari semu e cumpari ristamu,
quannu veni ‘a morti, ‘nni spartemu.



We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
virgin souls like the Greek vestals,
They Feel pure and bright as crystals.

We dance like an ancient rite,
under the last pale rays of light,
like priestesses of Delphi’s shrine,
where wisdom flowed through sacred wine.

nomads

Muzzuni

I leave all my lucid dreams
to the symbols of Jungian myths,
so they may weave a denser web
before the next spiritual step.

I leave all my past mistakes
to the deadly Medusa snakes,
so they calm Zeus's daughter,
giving her the role of mother.

I would like to travel in time
to ancient people's shrines,
to relive their glorious past
the bygone values we've lost.


I leave my beloved black shoes
to the bold bearers of good news,
to retrace the paths of lost art
in the depths of the human heart.

I leave behind my dark masks
for pale faces fading in the dusk,
so they can tell their bitter lies,
choosing the colors of their ties.

J'aimerais voyager dans le temps,
dans la splendeur de ces moments,
revivre un passé glorieux,
les anciennes valeurs précieuses.

I would like to travel in time
to ancient people's shrines,
to relive their glorious past
the bygone values we've lost.

Holographic Thoughts

IR1S is an alternative band electronic music project where the central characters in every song are women. Each track tells a story, explores a social issue, or expresses a thought from the perspective of these protagonists, weaving together elements of both fictional narratives and real-life experiences. Drawing inspiration from strong women in literature, cinema, and dystopian worlds, IR1S creates a unique soundscape that blends powerful storytelling with evocative electronic beats.
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