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The Void
01:11
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Now that we know we're going to die
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2. |
La Malcontenta
03:03
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Il mio sangue è della montagna
Il mio sangue è del mare
In piedi sulla roccia tra due onde
Guardo i miei avi all’abbraccio immortale tornare
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Il mondo
Pieno di serpenti
Ti mordono
Ti velelanno
Con la mano
Ti schiaffo
Sperando che soffre
Finche il mondo finisce
I paint with the brush of violence
I paint with the brush of violence
Last woman standing
Gets all the glory
Gets the money
Gets the power
I paint with brush of violence
I paint with brush of violence
You spit in the soup and now you must eat
You spit in the soup and now you must eat
You spit in the soup and now you must eat
You spit in the soup you spit in
I Paint with the brush of violence
I Paint with the brush of violence
I Paint with the brush of violence
I Paint with the brush of violence
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4. |
Wolf It Down
03:35
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The fruit of youth
Develops a bitter taste
As the hungers grows
It leaves less on the plate
And as you travel down canals
And move toward the light
I found that the old timer devil man was right
That revenge is the taste of their tears in your cup
As you cruise down rivers awash with their blood
Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down
As the hand of darkness leads you
To your place at the table
I will fasten your bib
As you eat your last meal
Nothing is enough
For the man to whom enough is too little
Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down
Let's summon up the demons
And pain of the of the dead
That died so you can go fuck without guilt
When the substance is lacking
And all that you have left
Is the rope around your neck
And the gift between your legs
Bloat on your renown
Wolf it down
Suck it til you drown
Wolf it down
Blood beneath the ground
Wolf it down
Standing beneath the shadows
Wolf it down
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5. |
Parasite
04:04
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The stars align
To make me die
A little bit
A little bit
At a time
This thing called time’s
A healing room
But I'm still waiting
Still waiting
To hear my name
Will it be called too late?
And you move into the room
Like a shadow
And I wonder how
You do this with your life
Let the feeding start
And the bad art
Like a parasite
All I ask
Is for the feeling of freedom
For it’s been years
Of dying every day
And it flows through the skin
Pain at will
Will it win
Will it win
Are these the wages of
A down payment for my sins
And you move in the room
Like a shadow
And I wonder how
You do this with your life
Let the feeding start
And the bad art
Like a parasite
And you move in the room
Like a shadow
And I wonder how
You do this with your life
Let the feeding start
Oh yeah
Like a parasite
Like a parasite
Like a parasite
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6. |
Kiss The Stain
01:51
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You want
To burn it down
But the house
Is in another garden
So go on
Kiss the stain
And make it better
Watch your teeth fall out
There’s another way
To make it rain
Let’s not dance
Around long dead trees
Let’s dance instead
On your ashes
On your ashes
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7. |
You Will Be Happy
04:53
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There is a number in the ether
And what you would do for that imaginary number
On a board game of Snakes and Ladders
Yeah, that’s right
It’s time to cash in all those cheques
All those times you felt like a dumbass
And so the god of shame decided upon the clouds
And with a direct line to the centre of your skull
You got given the word
And the word was:
You will have nothing
But you will be happy
You will have nothing
But you will be happy
Now there’s a taste
Of this new devil’s liquor
And you can see how it’s extracted from the soul
But for the soul to die
You need a machine
A machine so small it can fit in the palm of your hand
You will barely notice the death
It will come silently in the middle of the day
As you walk down the street
And as you see the sign
And as your hand start to tremble
And the soul slips out of your fingertips
You will know
You will have nothing
But you will be happy
You will have nothing
But you will be happy
You will have
You will have
Nothing
Nothing
You will have
You are
You will have and baby you are
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
It’s all a pile of rubble
Because you have
And you are
And you always will be
Nothing
Nothing
Come on you know
Don’t be sad about it now
Nothing
Because you have
And you are
And you always will be
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
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8. |
Matches
06:45
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I got matches
In my pocket
Small red matches
In my pocket
Ready to throw
Ready to throw
I got 20 matches
In my pocket
And I’m ready
To make it burn
Cos I got matches
In my pocket
I got a wayward mind
That needs its turn
I got a wayward mind
I got a wayward mind
That likes to think about
Cranking the handle
I got a wayward mind
That needs its turn
To watch it all burn
I got a wayward mind
That needs its turn
That needs its turn
Is it bad that I take joy in your pain?
Is it bad that I wouldn’t take it all away?
Is it bad that I killed all my good?
I would feel it too
just so that I knew you would
Its your body I wanted to take
Could this be the greatest thing I’ve ever done?
And now I’m destined to be forever known
I’m the best man that ever sat down on this throne
I will die, for the first time satisfied
I will have my own page on that goddam wiki site
Could this be the greatest thing I’ve ever done?
Oh my God, I’m so good
Oh my God, I’m so good
I got matches
In my pocket
Small red matches
In my pocket
Ready to throw
Ready to throw
I got 20 matches
In my pocket
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9. |
Incantesimo
01:41
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traditional
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10. |
The Silent Hand
04:44
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The silent hand
Creeps in to take
A small list of things
There is no space
That you will own while she’s alive
I am the light in your eyes
The silent hand
Taking gold to bury sees
Where the loved will find
That there’s no space
That you will own while I’m alive
I am the light in your eyes
I am the light in your eyes
The silent hand
And I
And I know
That’s where you’ll find me
The silent hand
And I
And I know that
Where I’ll be between
And I know
And I know
I’ll be between
The silent hand
And I’ll
I’ll be between the dead
And the living
The silent hand
Between the dead
And the living
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11. |
Die On Time
01:08
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Weighted by old delights
The colours of better times
Are long gone
And we died in just in time
We died just in time
We died just in time
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12. |
The Witching Hour
05:07
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The mouth it moves
But the eyes they never lie
The coin it spins and lands
We all played modern roulette
Lost our last chances
And slipped down to new depths
Signs come through from outer space
And the sudden moves of celestial spheres
Whisper: “never tell, never tell your fate”
It’s a clue to your impending doom
Whisper: “never tell if we’ll get out of this alive”
Lightness of being
Lightness of being
Now that we know we’re going to die
The mouth it moves
But the eyes they never lie
The coin it spins and lands
We all play modern roulette
Lost our last chances
And slipped down to new depths
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Carla Lippis Adelaide, Australia
A live grenade with lungs, whose relentless vocal power grinds audiences into a state of submission. MONDO PSYCHO is a descent into rock 'n' roll purgatory, helmed by this ‘Satanic Liza Minelli’. With nods to Iggy’s Raw Power days, the howl of riot girl, the chaos of The Birthday Party and the insolence of Poly Styrene, Carla's dominating presence is both feared and revered. ... more
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