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Future Revolution

by ghost comrades

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1.
That's right It's voyage in mind Passage through crime An egg in nest of crow Giggle flowing on the tongue of deaf mute hearts A mad rebel a shy invasion for mirror thrown That's a gate Invisible blame Virus in the sky Raining on our desire A simple code repeating in the cells of time A whisper taking us to land of lies of lies Lie is told once for all dig your soul find a hole Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called childhood Harvest of dreams dreams of sins exploiting pills swallow your faults Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called madness. Once you step the threshold of lunatic mind From now on you'll observe these servants, serves your pieces born of innocence Fate's shattered your laugh to millions of shock Falling down onto stall of butcher's god will scatter your borrowed hopes to the dogs Live your life, that's a feeling of rape Hanging cage of your shame Heart breaking pendulum Barbed collar for your rights Holy inquisition of our time Barrel filled with shit and vain promises The pincer that ground up the tits of life Cut to pieces lonely wise Time goes punctual on and on, sorrows rewind, Tons of occupation on your shovel, can't fill your melancholic well of the pass Lies, that's right, all begun with the first word in time, You can't jail them in your arms, they are shadow on your warmth madness to forget lies.
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Wake Up 04:45
Who are you? A slave in the ass of chaos? Money prayer The war clapper of the created god Who are you? The one who is stigmatized to sorrows Labor underastimator Comsumption exaltor bastard You enjoy attacking the wretches A sole raper, death's behalf Sentenced to pleasing the rulers Sex toy of the concious mind A crazy Lost in greed Forced into exile From his free mind His inner voice contradicts though A cow in highway His inner spirit yells though A baby who cries all day long His inner judge finds the truth though Sucker of life Who are you? Dreamer of unlived lifes Gone haywire after comfort and wasted time -- right? Sucker of sunshine shitter of darkness in the land of blinds Master of masters in the art of self deception Main actor of human's perdition A birth in an unopened seed of time. A walk out of the cage of recycling meat Wake up You'll born through darkness You'll see the light, you'll be scared. And you'll cry.Over time, you'll learn how to live with light Then you'll see the dark and be scared Betweenwhiles you'll see off your beloveds You'll cry A birth in unopened seed of time. A walk out of the cage of recycling meat
3.
That's right It's voyage in mind Passage through crime An egg in nest of crow Giggle flowing on the tongue of deaf mute hearts A mad rebel a shy invasion for mirror thrown That's a gate Invisible blame Virus in the sky Raining on our desire A simple code repeating in the cells of time A whisper taking us to land of lies of lies Lie is told once for all dig your soul find a hole Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called childhood Harvest of dreams dreams of sins exploiting pills swallow your faults Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called madness. Once you step the threshold of lunatic mind From now on you'll observe these servants, serves your pieces born of innocence Fate's shattered your laugh to millions of shock Falling down onto stall of butcher's god will scatter your borrowed hopes to the dogs Live your life, that's a feeling of rape Hanging cage of your shame Heart breaking pendulum Barbed collar for your rights Holy inquisition of our time Barrel filled with shit and vain promises The pincer that ground up the tits of life Cut to pieces lonely wise Time goes punctual on and on, sorrows rewind, Tons of occupation on your shovel, can't fill your melancholic well of the pass Lies, that's right, all begun with the first word in time, You can't jail them in your arms, they are shadow on your warmth madness to forget lies.

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released January 26, 2017

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Ghost Comrades Ottawa, Ontario

A thematic experimental progressive rock with insightfully deep lyrics in the light of socialist way of an honest human being A band with Turkey-Canada mixed members.

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