I Dare (B-side)

Locked In - A Cosa Ci Serve (FASK cover)

Born Of A Broken Man (RATM cover)

Here I belong and I've always been a man that has been looking ahead, positively ahead, and aware of all my limits that I passionately tried to break. Against the most closed mentality I came out from, going through these years.
And you claim to profit on the humility I demonstrate?!
Smoking guns and violence. Is that your way? It's not my way. You can hit me and I can't stand, but I'll be back on my feet again. To defend all my treasures from your avid hands.
With no regrets you drag me to your side and we bring each other down.
So we give it up in "A", an "A" for Astoria. The place of the lost&found and the ups&downs. Place of glorious times and brotherhood. So we are giving it up.
What was a refuge for the ONE-EYED-BLIND-MAN now becomes the place I think I deserve.
Thanks for the chance I will hold it in my heart. Now It's my time and I can resist so much 'cause with no regrets you drag me to your side and we bring each other down.
I can't allow you to contaminate me and I strongly give it up for the place that I belong: Astoria!
'cause it's place of glorious times and a place of brotherhood.

Astoria

So come ahead! Now! Before getting on in years, before you lose the strength! You vote, you talk, but breaking chains with no regrets is different.
I live in the city of the blind, where who's got an eye is the king of a panic-stricken generation
This paradox is collapsing and no prophet comes.
What do you wait for why make an effort to choose another king.
You can get him down to the city of the blind where who's got an eye is the king.
And who wants to keep on living in this city speak up, I personally will give it up today.
Let's stop be blind folded, let's take our legs and kick our ass outta here.

The King

I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home, I'll never be looking back but I will never give up the memories. Night kills, kid night kills.
This cold has always kept me awake about the end about my life, it's too many years I can't enjoy the peace of mind. I forgot how beautiful was to get lost when youth hits a new path.
My brain can't avoid to sink in memories more times that I could fake, more then I can fake.
No need to ride this darkest wave. Seems like I told you to take care of yourself.
I hold your hand no more…
I guess it was your voice, kid now it's time to get back home. Night kills, kid night kills.
Seems like I've got no word, no eyes to keep you off those threats. Night kills, kid night kills.
I have never looked back but I have never given up the memories, time to get back home!
Frustration is to give advice, expose yourself and you're gonna lose the message.
Night kills, kid night kills.

Night Kills

You can’t satisfy
The reckless, the brave
Don’t misunderstand what you’re about
The frightened, the lover
It’ hard to land on the right side
Cold and hot currents are gonna change your course
Ropes are not always this strong…

No god to pray to, no bells to shake
It’s hard to land on the right side
Take care of the pact you drew up
Respect the pact you drew up
I will! I will! I will!

Sharks tear to shreds your soul and all the dreams you aimed for

Destroy the main mast, destroy it now!
If you’ve got another flag to squeeze in your hand
That’s what you can scream and what you can be proud of

I SAY NO TO THE END, don’t need any salvation
I ALWAYS HOLD FAST, that’s the way I can get out
I SAY NO TO THE END, respect the pact
I ALWAYS HOLD FAST, even when wood creeks and boards are trampling

There’s a quiet quiet island after all the storms but you can’t satisfy the reckless and the brave,
You know you’re frightened but you should love again shedding blood won’t make you into a better man. Sharks tear to shreds your soul, take care of yourself and the pact you drew up…I will, even when wood creeks and boards are trampling

I SAY NO TO THE END, don’t need any salvation
I ALWAYS HOLD FAST, that’s the way I can get out
I SAY NO TO THE END, respect the pact
I ALWAYS HOLD FAST, even when wood creeks and boards are trampling
I WILL! I WILL! I WILL! I WILL!

Hold Fast

You have dreamt to spread and waste love, bridging old oceans, old abyss so lugubrious and deep, now grey valley of memories.
Gods with no power which no kind of prophet can even wake again, the lap of the next redeemer's mother is sterile.
Dusty skeletons on the road which brings to the resistance.

Destiny recommended the thirst to be your friend, but she's pestering and screaming.
You've been ripped from your mothers since you still have been in bands, used to scream and groan while you've been dying for starvation.
No one can come and answer or give some kind of relief.

No lover that will rule and stand the eternal reign.
You are their last hope. You are the next newborn prophet which will claim for new hearts to resist.
You are the next God.

You used to have and feed no hope, you used to be cold for so many days and scared by wolves for so long. Scream, groan, die for starvation. Scared by wolf for too long.

No lover that will rule and stand the eternal reign.
You are their last hope. You are the next newborn prophet which will claim for new hearts to resist.
You are the next God.

The Prophet And The Resistance

Why don't you come and party with me? Fun seems neverending. No secret! Bring along some friends, it looks like you want to share this bloodshed.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.
Don't need a weapon, not even a weapon! This is for necessity, not for convenience.
we are not aiming for convenience, but just a pure white curtain to hide behind.
We flap our arms trying to fly, mate keep on searching for the way to do it. Take this! It will help you to open your mind, open your lungs, open your wings to the
fucking horizon.
But we can sit emotionless, idle before the bloodshed.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.

We just have to shift our desires and find ourselves to be assassins.
I satisfied death by offering my twinkling portions, I know my sins will be forgiven, but if I could see what I've done? If I could ever see all the flesh I feasted
with? In the end I have nothing to confess and you have thought and said the same things that I thought and said.

Pump the music and sing-a-long louder since no complain comes to our ears.
You can raise your glass but I have no doubt you want to share this bloodshed.
We give and take life as much as we party and share this fucking bloodshed.
We are assassins.
We can all feast, let's raise our glasses to celebrate our magnificence.
Don't need a weapon, not even a weapon! This is for necessity, not for convenience.
we are not aiming for convenience, but just a pure white curtain to hide behind.
We flap our arms trying to fly, mate keep on searching for the way to do it. Take this! It will help you to open your mind, open your lungs, open your wings to the fucking
horizon.
But we can sit emotionless, idle before the bloodshed.

Assassins (feat. Alex @ Jet Market, Thousand Oaks)

The Rebellion (Remix - feat. Tommaso @ Fleshgod Apocalypse)

Locked In is a band born in the late 2007 that plays a powerful and passionate hardcore from Italy.

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