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SLYTRACT LYRICS
"009" (2007 Demo)
1. Answer
2. 0.0.9.
3. Localized
1. Answer
I don't want to hear the voice of justice
Game true or false is trying to fuck my miss
I'm too mad to feel
Your pleasure inside
Hopeless future begins
Can you realize why? Why?
Stand up from the ground my soul is freak of nature
Victims of the day don't care with your tears
Now take the seize
I want to sense - Avoid
All the lies - Deep inside I cry
Try to hide
From before me - Possessed by
Incredible fantasies
So I release my hate!
I was made by storm of lies
I was killed by game: true or false
Breakin' the silence
Of merciless times
Struggle with the pain
Can you realize why? Why?
Find the answer!
2. 0.0.9.
Chasin' after illusions
Sittin' at the back of artificial
On the screen is appearing something
You hope only one NO ERROR
I'm the one who
Shoutin' I can't breathe
All right kill me
Here is my poisoned death
Save your mind in time
Into sin 0.0.9
Take care with the lines of reflection
The Virus is alive
Helpless overcomes you
Need for shelter of loneliness
Mind by mind influenced by dreams
Remember you're too weak
Lights out no brightness
Strong fear, you can't see
From the darkness that you will
Get by me!
Souls are crackin' like the mirrors
I can't stand your ugly face
Realize the moment
No hope for the "blessed peace"
I'm the one who
Shoutin' I can't breathe
All right kill me
Here is my poisoned death
Save your mind in time
Into sin 0.0.9
Take care with the lines of reflection
The Virus is the same of my eyes
3. Localized
Touchin' the creature of an obscured eye
Illusion is building ahead of time
Department balanced starts to satisfy
All the rotted places are called I
Last chance of life to distort the high moral
Of humanity to create a new corridor
For the injured souls like my blood is splashing
So fuck your intelligent machine!
Your advice
Exerts me Why
Can't you see?
Don't make a fool of me!
Oh my Life!
Where are you?
I'm lonely
I'm living here
Localized in depression
Conflicting motions respect the victory
Somebody has mentioned something about glory
Defeat of my army makes me sick
The mind of newborns has been crystal clean!
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