(Hidden Track)

I see you crawling near,
too sad, too real.
Old dreams must have called you here

I've been scratching marks,
gathering wolves at my door
will you let me fight this time around?

Wolves

Echoes of winter
calling the wrath of the gods.
High screams the agony
of a bleeding moon
in the northern sky

Echoes Of Winter

Nombre tenemos.
Ya no moriremos.
Bailemos!

Bailemos

On the shore we lay,
still sleeping in.
I don't know what to say
that could keep you here.
Who cares anyway?

After all we shared,
purple dreams and fears.
Would you leave me here?
Would you dry my tears?
Call me when you're there.

After All

01 Whatshisface

The machine never stops. It crunches each and every soul into flat, lifeless mud. Los Padres don’t like the machine, so they go where it cannot reach them. Where the waves are neither squares nor triangles, but a quivering pulse of pleasant repetition. Where the beats are broken, their twisted shards clattering with the sweetest of harmonies. It’s a weird place, no doubt about it, but one the Alice in each of us wouldn’t mind getting lost in. Come join us as we dance away the apocalypse

Los Padres

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