02 - Bereshet - Sense Of Sensuality

A Fascist strives to accomplish his ideals, only to realize once he gets what he wants, it was all made of lies, disgusted by the totalitarian world he has helped create he fights to death against the system he has made.

lyrics
The world is ending fear your neighbor,
He's Jewish, black, Muslim, Chinese,
Not even all that human, he doesn't think like me.
The world is ending, fear invasion,
If you can die, then who needs freedom,
Give up your rights In parliament,
Give it all to the government,

The sound of boots reassures me,
Cries in the night sometimes delight me,
It isn't me, and I am proud to unleash
the anger bottled down inside,
You see I'm wounded from a lot inside,
the government tells me it's comes from
them,
When they'll all be gone,
I'll feel safe,
I'll be at peace,
and just go home...

But alas where is my home,
no children playing, nowhere to go?
My friends are either dead or fighting,
And it's too late, blood has stained the world...

Where are all the street musicians,
In this peace is there nothing left?
Police saw me hanging round,
Near a bar that's now closed in town,


They tell me I act suspicious,
And the government will pay for me to go,
To vacations... A bit suspicious,
Guess I got nowhere to go...

It's too late now, my heart changed rage,
I'm going down, been taught to fight,
I'll bring as many down,
It won't change much but I've seen behind,
A bullet in my head,
Will be a clement future,
This is my happy end!


credits
releases April 6, 2023
Rafal Swislocki on keys, additionnal bass and tambourine, mixing, producing, mastering
Mateusz Krosnicki on Drums, production and mixing
Jeremie Goubault on Guitar and vocals, band mascott with a fancy hat

Violin by Weronika Pieczewska

Totalitaria

Lyrics:
For all the complications on my to do list
For all the things on our plate we should raise our fist
The opportunities that we have barely missed
I'm incomplete

Collecting all the kisses from some strangers mouth
Is that something to be really proud about
I would be cheering but that just wouldn't feel right
When I can't do


I want my Tuesday
For anything left to say
No I want my Tuesday
For anything left to say


And i could feel alone but i don't feel a thing
No pain from loneliness that's not even a sting
I just want company and really love can wait
My fate
Will come

I would like closeness but for love i feel repulsed
I can imagine love but that love would be false
And maybe all attraction at this point is made
From alcohol
And trash

I want my Tuesday
For anything left to say
No I want my Tuesday
For anything left to say

Tuseday

Emovere - 02 Emovere(4)

Knowledge Is A Friend - 03

the track focuses on the act of birth from the perspective of the embryo. 

Floating in the void

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Groove Doctors

written by baptiste le goc, arrangement by Nebulous Sun

Captain Flapattak: Batterie, voix
Kevin Brosse: Basse, voix
Jeremie Goubault: voix lead, guitare
Charlotte Pace: violon

enregistré par Kevin Brosse dans le garage hermétique du Captain
mixé par Kevin Brosse

Floating in the void

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