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Burial Mounds
04:39
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Sacred burial mounds,
they are covered by the scrap yards and trailer parks A kingdom of fast food dreams and long gone neglected thoughts And they are resting here They are resting upon ancient lives while the machinery keeps your head up high And it moves forward getting closer ...to the end...
A kingdom of fast food dreams
They tell you how to feel
and how we are supposed to breed
A kingdom of scrap yards
upon sacred burial mounds
and it feels just like the right thing here to do
At a distance
it all have color
but up close they are black and white
Yes, at a distance
At a distance it all have color
but up close they are black and white
And they are resting here
They are resting upon ancient lives
while the machinery keeps your head up high And it moves forward getting closer ...to the end...
A kingdom of fast food dreams
They tell you how to feel
and how we are supposed to breed
A kingdom of scrap yards
upon sacred burial mounds
and it feels just like the right thing here to do
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2. |
Drift Away
05:13
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Feeling like sleep in the water
A scenery of meadows and creeks
Shadows of pine trees and the face of him The face of him in the middle
And I drift away
I drift away
I drift far away
Leaning on tomorrows hand now
I drink of the future
Lessons here they are short and sweet
And the black flowers they always blossom
And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away
And the land here is flooded by the guilt And the water is poisoned with contempt And the stones wish for all to be said and done And the face of him is cracked by the roots
Feeling like sleep in darkness
A scenery with meadows and creeks
Shadows of pine trees and the face of him The face of him in the middle
And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away
The land here is flooded by the guilt
And the water is poisoned with contempt
The stones wish for all to be said and done And the face of him is cracked by the roots Yeah, the face of him is cracked by the roots
And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away
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3. |
Inside the City
05:41
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Grind it down and watch it die,
sleep away all the weekends
Hold your breath and speak to none
Hide your keys within your mind,
laugh light without a smile
Give it away just one more time
Inside the city
Inside the city
Move on fast and watch it burn,
dress yourself for a silent fight
Keep away and through it out
Hide your keys within your mind,
laugh light without a smile
Give it away just one more time
Inside the city
Inside the city
Inside the flames
Grind it down and watch it die,
sleep away all the weekends
Hold your breath and speak to none
Hide your keys within your mind,
laugh light without a smile
Give it away just one more time
Inside the city
Inside the city
Inside the flames
Dress up for a silent fight
Inside the city I bleed
Dress up for a silent fight
Inside the city I bleed
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4. |
The Jonestown Deathtape
03:43
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I am the voice
We are the people
I am your temple
You are my rite
I am your healer
We are no more
Detach us from those who
can’t see our light
Children and lovers - White Night
Inject us out - onto the sky
I am the voice
broadcast through decades
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Orochen Gothenburg, Sweden
Orochen is more than a band, it's a collective with the purpose to always refine and develop their novel
sound.
Orochens music is composed in a world where humans and environment are viewed upon of as economic resources. A society formed under a new religion that most of us know as capitalism.
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