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Intro
01:36
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2. |
Cold Caress
03:46
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I can feel your cold arms
Around my neck
I can feel your cold breath
Creeping upon my chest
Its dragging me down
An endless realm
I’m losing my mind
Its pulling me its pulling me
Its pulling me apart
No matter what I do
I feel possessed
No matter where I go
I can feel the cold caress
Cold fingers
Around my neck
I’m losing my mind
Its pulling me its pulling me
Its pulling me apart
The cold caress
The cold caress
The cold caress
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3. |
Babble of Despair
03:10
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Through the tortured air
The babble of despair
No hope to be found
No saving hand
I walk through the gates
I stumble through the land
On the wings I sit
Amongst the people of the damned
It’s a tragic… tragedy
Such a tragic… tragedy
The pain is oh so real
It’s taking its toll
Death is a blessing
To the tortured soul
I sail through the sea
A black sea of despair
My spirit filled with gloom
My spirit filled with doom
It’s a tragic… tragedy
Such a tragic… tragedy
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4. |
In The Garden Of Tombs
02:54
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Recorded with-
1980s Korg EX-800 polysynth
Dreadbox Typhon Synthesizer
1980s Alesis HR-16 Drum Machine (Oberheim DMX EPROM mod)
Earl Slick Telecaster guitar
various efx pedals
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5. |
Crucifix
02:18
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anoint the lips
with blood of the guilt
open your eyes
witness the filth
you scream to god
throwing a fit
even though god
doesn’t give a shit
they act so proud
Sunday church pride
isn’t obvious
little white lies
they’re dead..
and its no surprise
they’re dead..
dead in my eyes
crucifix… crucify… crucifix
now you die
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6. |
One by One
01:01
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I once knew a kid
Sharp as a knife
He didn’t have much money
Or much a life
He received the shit end of the stick
Until one day..He was over it..
One by one, they all disappear
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7. |
You Are Not My Friend
03:19
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You are not my friend
It’s painful to pretend
Some kind of happiness
I’ll gaze you from afar
I’m standing in the dark
Hiding within the leaves
My maddened eyes
They look your way
I gather the words
on what to say
My maddened eyes
They look your way
I gather the words
on what to say
You are not my friend
You're in trouble again
You're in trouble again
You're in trouble again
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8. |
Estate of Tears
04:33
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Sweet demise
Oh sweet demise
Shut the blinds
Kill the lights
Feeling pain
To feel alive
Now close those eyes
Close those eyes
Estate of Tears
Sweet despair
Oh sweet despair
Your heart is flooded
With pleasure and fear
Behold your fate
It’s drawing near
Now close those eyes
Close those eyes
Estate of tears
Now close those eyes
Close those eyes
Now close those eyes
Close those eyes
Estate of tears
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9. |
Bad Attitude
02:56
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10. |
Doom Disco
03:02
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11. |
Hate You
03:18
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Show me
How to…. forget this pain
Hate you
It doesn’t… matter any anyway
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24-7 days a week,
They speak their lies
and then they weep
and whenever I try to pull away
I can hear them calling
begging me to stay
Don’t speak! Another word and
I would rather hear nothing at all
Don’t speak! Another word
and their lips speak nothing but lies
24-7 days a week
I get the cold shoulder
and then I get the heat
but when I decided to cut the ties
they come to me crying
with their weary little eyes
Don’t speak! Another word and
I would rather hear nothing at all
Don’t speak! Another word
their lips speak nothing but lies
It was a FU boo hoo and a goodbye
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Slow Danse With The Dead Albuquerque, New Mexico
"Slow Danse With The Dead" (SDWTD) Darkwave/coldwave Post punk band from
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