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Live Forever
04:14
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Curse these eyes of wonder
My body’s asunder
She lit this new-born Sun
Bless her, it has begun !
‘Cause Light is coming over.
And I shall Live Forever.
Forever and ever.
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Let me check on your tiny skull
I’d like to crack it open,
In my pocket, got a token
Says I’m the lucky mongrel
Birds are singing on Pleasure Street,
Even hobos have somethin’ to eat
As I’m holding her hand in God’s Park,
Breathing thin air, dogs joyfully bark
And nothing could trouble this calm sea
Not even the sight of a dying tree
Standing in the middle, like a warning
Telling me about the upcoming mourning
Let me check on your pretty face
I’d love to see it broken,
In my pocket, got a token
And it says I’m the King of Ace
« I can see you » she said,
« I can hear your dirty thoughts from here
And guess what, guess what darling ?
Well I have the same, you arrogant fuck, you think I don’t know ?
You think I don’t fucking know you ?
« My sorrow tastes bitter than yours » she said,
« My sorrow tastes bitter than yours. »
So birds suddenly stopped their singing
And God gave up on his slave,
As I remain silent as a grave.
If I strike now, there’ll be no healing.
« You always ruin everything, why don’t you say nothing you self-rejoyed idiot ?
You miserable self-inflated prick, you stupid, stupid asshole, you know what ? »
« My sorrow tastes bitter than yours » she said
So I smiled and I told myself ;
« My mind is much sicker than yours, babe,
« My mind is much sicker than yours.
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No Hard Feelings
02:40
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Could have been great
I can’t relate
Don’t blame your fate, no
Say « It’s love & hate »
Now you should be glad
I escaped that curse
Me as a patient,
You as my nurse
The Goat was here
Now, the coast is clear
Don’t shed a tear
Lion’s to fear
Well I know you wanted
Satisfaction
Should have called a tamer
Bring you some action
It wasn’t that bad
Trust me, I’ve seen worse
Don’t act so sad,
I’ll spare you this last verse
No hard feelings.
The Goat was here
Now, the coast is clear
Don’t shed a tear
Lion’s to fear
No Hard Feelings
One lost ten found
No Hard Feelings
There are still nine.
No hard feelings.
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Ils Se Noient
03:46
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Loin du rivage, sont à la nage.
Bien belle image :
Les amoureux
Au coeur d’un feu si douloureux
Impitoyable, l’immense mer
Dissout, digère
Les deux amants,
Le ciel regarde, si calmement.
Ils se noient
Au loin, là-bas.
Ils se noient
Et s’enfoncent, las.
Les berges sont loin, le souffle éteint
Leurs poumons, pleins
Les fautes expiées
Vive les mariés, ils n’ont plus pied.
Ils se noient
Coulent ici-bas
Ils se noient,
Au r’voir la joie.
Pas de radeau, ni de sanglots,
Ils sont sous l’eau.
Pas de prière,
Aucune clairière ou bouteille d’air.
Se lâchent la main, geste incertain,
Cruel destin,
Funeste sort.
Et leur coeur dort ; L’Amour est Mort.
Ils se noient
Fini l’émoi
Ils se noient
Adieu, cette fois.
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Blow Your Whistle, King
02:22
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Who cares what they say ?
We should take ‘em away
Casket open
Jaws be broken
We’re ready to slay
These men of clay
Can’t be no such thing
Blow your whistle, King
Who cares what they say ?
We should take em away
There’ll be no such thing
Blow your whistle, King
Who cares what they say ?
We should take ‘em away
We’re ready to slay
These men of clay
There’ll be no such thing
Blow your whistle, King
Cast ’em away
Cast ‘em away
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You built the highest castle
No child could ever climb
Terrified with reverence
As the lowest vassal
The mightiest of giants
Godlike in every way
It is pointless to pray
You were never divine
Home devoid of solace
Your shadow for sole light
Haunted by distant gaze
Begging for your embrace
This boy can’t hit you anymore
I sit upon a throne
Carved from sorrow, and pride
Your suffering is now mine
I stole your shattered crown
A machine turning sons
Into frailest tyrants
Yet, its gears won't maim me
Nor bind me in irons
Home devoid of solace
Your shadow for sole light
Haunted by distant gaze
Begging for your embrace
My knees remain unscathed
From the bite of salt
This boy can’t hit you anymore
This boy can’t hit you anymore
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MERCI SATAN Paris, France
French DIY label and Art Agency based between Paris and Lille, France, and dedicated to underground Evil
culture.
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The Evil Team :
- Mathieu
- Rémy
- Jean
- Satan (of course)
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