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ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE MUCH LOVE TO Y'ALL XOXOXO

KRAE- 'BOTTOMS UP' (PROD. BY KENNA-RAE) _INSTRUMENTAL_

Ain’t We There Yet.         (c2023)

Dylon - The Pen

Blues Vibes Vol 2

songs used:
   𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞 - #leon Solo(Cover)
       https://soundcloud.com/durex-lee/leon-solo-cover
   𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞 soundcloud:
       https://soundcloud.com/durex-lee
    
   TheGrey - free your mind....!
       https://soundcloud.com/thegrey-1/phillip-glass-newer-version
   TheGrey soundcloud:
       https://soundcloud.com/thegrey-1

𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐞 & TheGrey - Leon Solo Cover (dj Baubau Remix)

(p) & (c) 2023/2024. Taken from the debut album (to be released mid-2024, under the tittle "Rock and Roll Kills").
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/Ls4kYAwMN2w
lyrics (Parental Advisory):
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You're so strage to me

you got offended so fast
you're not built to last
you're made of sugar, butter and shit

You think it's only you
you cry like a bitch
your job it's only to abuse

whatever i say is wrong
your life is like a crappy song
no reason to talk to you anymore!

Rock and Roll Kills

You're So Strange To Me

THE SAD CORONATION 👸
 
There was a King Milesint, 
Of whom I will tell you: 
He assassinated his brother's child, 
Wanted to wear the crown himself. 
The coronation was celebrated with pomp 
At Liffey Castle. 
O Ireland! Ireland! were you so blind? 

The king sits at midnight 
In the empty marble hall, 
Looks astray at all the new splendor, 
As if drunk with the feast; 
He speaks to his son: 
"Once more bring the crown! 
But look, who has opened the gates?"

Then comes a strange play of the dead, 
A procession with silent footsteps, 
Hooded guests great and many, 
A crown sways in the midst; 
It pushes through the gate 
With whispers without words; 
The king, he is so spiritually dizzy. 

And from the black crowd looks 
A child with a fresh wound; 
He smiles with dying pain and nods, 
He makes the rounds in the hall, 
He paces to the throne, 
He hands a crown 
To the king, whose heart is deeply shocked. 

Thereupon the procession swept away, 
Intoxicated by the morning air, 
The candles flicker whimsically, 
The moon at the window listens; 
The son with fear and silence 
To his father would lean, - 
He leans over a corpse.

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Die traurige Krönung 
 
Es war ein König Milesint, 
Von dem will ich euch sagen: 
Der meuchelte sein Bruderskind, 
Wollte selbst die Krone tragen. 
Die Krönung ward mit Prangen 
Auf Liffey-Schloß begangen. 
O Irland! Irland! warest du so blind? 

Der König sitzt um Mitternacht 
Im leeren Marmorsaale, 
Sieht irr in all die neue Pracht, 
Wie trunken von dem Mahle; 
Er spricht zu seinem Sohne: 
"Noch einmal bring die Krone! 
Doch schau, wer hat die Pforten aufgemacht?"

Da kommt ein seltsam Totenspiel, 
Ein Zug mit leisen Tritten, 
Vermummte Gäste groß und viel, 
Eine Krone schwankt inmitten; 
Es drängt sich durch die Pforte 
Mit Flüstern ohne Worte; 
Dem Könige, dem wird so geisterschwül. 

Und aus der schwarzen Menge blickt 
Ein Kind mit frischer Wunde; 
Es lächelt sterbensweh und nickt, 
Es macht im Saal die Runde, 
Es trippelt zu dem Throne, 
Es reichet eine Krone 
Dem Könige, des Herze tief erschrickt. 

Darauf der Zug von dannen strich, 
Von Morgenluft berauschet, 
Die Kerzen flackern wunderlich, 
Der Mond am Fenster lauschet; 
Der Sohn mit Angst und Schweigen 
Zum Vater tät sich neigen, – 
Er neiget über eine Leiche sich.

𝐸𝒹𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑀ö𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒 (1804 - 1875), 𝒹𝑒𝓊𝓉𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐸𝓇𝓏ä𝒽𝓁𝑒𝓇, 𝐿𝓎𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒟𝒾𝒸𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇

par interim

It Was That Green Thing You Wore

Confession

Where Romance Goes To Die

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW! Grab ur digital copy!
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You're So Strange To Me

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