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Chet Faker - Gold (Alex Galvan + Andec James Extended Remix)

Forever Awake

Ghosts With Better Alibis

Why do you think
we are worthy
of so much work
all the energy

attention spew
where dogmas grew
vomit ecstasy
built on fallacy

-CHORUS 
There must be reason
For all, 
For all all that treason

all history
and misery (mystery)
are hidden gem(s)
in  between the realm(s)

seek and you (will) find
things (that) blow your mind
all by design
under serpent sun

Misery Mystery

Explicit !
Lyrics :
On all fours, my desire is like a wild beast.
The lust and the passion pulse in my veins.
Animal energy, that you just can’t resist.
You open the cage and I break my chains.

I love when you take control, I love it rough,
Every thrust harder, while you’re climbing my peak.
Gripping the sheets, I just can’t get enough.
Your good pounding makes me feel unique.

(Chorus)
I don’t’ bite the pillow to muffle my wild screams,
Your silky hands on my hips  feel soft and strong
You master the talent that reigns in my dreams
In this doggy style, you’re never wrong.

I can’t see your face, and it makes me free
To enjoy the pleasure rougher and deeper.
I’m not ashamed of screaming loudly, widely,
As my mind evaporates in sweat and pleasure.

You know what I want, please don’t hold back,
The pleasures swell, like waves in the sea.
Our passion’s boiling, let’s tear up the track.
In this blissful space, just you and me.

(Chorus)
I don’t’ bite the pillow to muffle my wild screams,
Your silky hands on my hips  feel soft and strong
You master the talent that reigns in my dreams
In this doggy style, you’re never wrong.

I arch my back, let’s set the night ablaze.
Our bodies collide in this powerful dance,
A doggy style delight, we’re lost in the haze,
Together, my love, in this wild romance.

Doggy style delight, honey !
Doggy style delight, just you and me !

Bite the pillow

Wrath

Slow motion exploration of a sensual relationship. It's dark, it's sad, it's sexy. Well, I hope so...
Lyrics:
Fap fap, get ready for the splash
Esoteric fluid, evaporating blue
Give me the pleasure and the lash
In the glory of dawn, pale an new

Dans cette errance, je me sens perdue
Je m’offre à toi, sale et vaincue

Bang, bang, get ready for the crash
Forget the secrets you once knew
The darkness comes from the gash
Deep in my heart, through and through

Dans cette errance, je me sens perdue
Je m’offre à toi, sale et vaincue

(Spoken words)
The dark ambient instant we spent
Evaporates in your synthetic sweat
My conscience fades in the ultra-bass
You’re attracted, but I’m a mess.

Tap, Tap, taught me how to behave.
With you, I’m always ready to play.
Your dominant stance is what I crave.
You got me groaning and moaning all day

Dans cette errance, je me sens perdue
Tu me prends, sale et vaincue

Errance #5

Heyokaman Rising from the darkness of night

lost and found 

I can not see the way home
I cant not do this all on my own
I don't wanna be in the lost and found 
so ill hold on to every moment every sound 

burnt my mouth have to hold back  
I clench my teeth, no turning back
my bones are dust ,soul is ash 
everything connects to  my fucking past

one by one  we go down the line 
everything one of us out of time 
voices fade in a broken rhyme
burning past the warning signs
i cant not bend the truth
every word just bleeds the proof
dragging chains I can’t undo
all my lies just circle through

i can not see the way home
i cant do this all on my own

 
eyes slash sharp, I taste the pain
shadows crawl, but I stay the same 
fingers bleed from crawiling on the floor
every scar reminds me to open the next door


I can not see the way home
I cant not do this all on my own
I don't wanna be in the lost and found 
so ill hold on to every moment every sound 


lost and found

This album digs deep — straight into the dark, ugly corners of what it means to be human. It’s not just music. It’s an autopsy of the mind — tearing open the layers of sanity, fear, obsession, and decay to see what’s really festering underneath.

It’s about the sick joke of progress — how we build faster, think smarter, and still destroy everything we touch. We’ve learned to control machines but not ourselves. It’s a mirror held up to everything we’ve become: fractured, addicted, lost inside the noise we created.

Underneath all the polish and the fake perfection, we’re still animals — scared, violent, hungry for meaning. This record is about that collision: the primal instincts fighting against the world we built to hide them.

It’s also about how connection has died. We scroll, we consume, we perform — but we don’t feel. We’re desperate to be seen in a world that’s gone completely blind.

Psychologically, it’s a dive into madness — into obsession, trauma, addiction, and self-destruction. The mind as both the cage and the battlefield. Salvation and ruin bleeding into each other until you can’t tell them apart.

Like Chaplin said: “We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in.”
This album is that paradox — a soundtrack to the chaos of evolution without direction.

It’s not a sermon or a cry for help. It’s a confrontation.
A reminder that the rot isn’t out there — it’s inside.

Vocals: Sascha Häusler, Lisa Lex, Raphaela Hartmann, Andy Green
Guitars: Andy Green, Sascha Häusler, Lisa Lex
Synths, Programming & Drums: Raphaela Hartmann
Bass: Thomas Kaiser
Flamenco Guitar: Raffaela Espinosa
Koto, Taishōgoto & Shamisen: Noriko Mori

Concept & Lyrics: Sascha Häusler

Ghosts With Better Alibis

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