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Aeos
04:33
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Alone in the sensible intents
Alone in a virus in the sun
Holding lies
In the sun
Get you there
Everyone
Alone in a sense of giving heart
Alone in a sense of every time
Going down
See the rage
Of the vile
On the page
A safe side
Can I see a safe side
A mind blown
Have I got a mind blown
Alone if you see the summer come
If I die in another second won
Go in time
Take your place
See the fires
Human race
Alone fixing up a shattered me
Contain innocence in every way
Going down
See my face
You will cry
In this place
A safe side
Can I see a safe side
A mind blown
Have I got a mind blown
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Aethon
04:32
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Heaven isn’t there
I’m fooled again, I’m reaching out
No one really cares
I haven’t got a vision of
Heaven isn’t there
My soul is all in need
Hollow in the ever night
Haven’t ever seen
Heaven isn’t there
I dream of not to care
Hell is never what it seems
It leaves behind the silver things in life
Heaven isn’t there
With all the losing preachers now
It’s empty and it’s bare
I haven’t found the key to open
Heaven isn’t there
The soul of broken deeds
The simple life of every man
Is broken at the seams
Heaven isn’t there
A policy of simple times
Caught up in the air of breathing
Throw against the wall
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Dioxippe
05:22
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A happiness isn’t
It rolls in a garden
Of roses in common with misery
A rose is just common
But you say it isn’t
It doesn’t imagine of all disease
A fold in the night
Is a roll so uncommon
With sensitive holding I feel the breeze
It’s said that it’s coming
Let everyone stopping
In sensitive anger come to me please
A whiff of the time is
A natural occurrence
To stabilize missions of lovely days
You find that it’s falling
Into simple kindness
It shows that a face is not smiling there
I find myself crawling
Along in a summer
Where roses are growing alongside the man
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Helia
04:52
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With the batteries in the prisons
I rose in the vein of a simple tone
Well the seminal life of murder
Revision, revulsion, and all in vain
I can see from another prison
I’m leaving it all and the mortal pain
Oh the batteries have no voltage
They’re stagnant like olden days come again
Going down the wider space of pain
Going down to wider space hurrah
I’m ashamed of another wisdom
I fall out, I cut out along the sea
When I wallow among the willows
They’re reaching their arms out all over me
Well I know that you don’t have loving
For waiting for me to stay again
And there nothing is but nothing
To temper the patience of hollow words
In the pools of gold I will not love those things
In the fools of gold it might not want these things
Going down the wider space of pain
Going down to wider space hurrah
All is night and all is falling
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Heliades
05:10
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Heaven isn’t easily
Holding the wiser man
Heaven isn’t easily
Cold for the bitter man
Only down to easily
Ever thought I was that man
Reaching for a simple place
Not at once a word of greed
Reaching for a life of ease
Always farther than I grab
Only simple majesty
Kneel in front of mystery
Heaven isn’t magic here
Gleaming with a thunder sound
Heaven hasn’t reappeared
Saving all the maddened crowd
Stealing with antipathy
They appear inside my head
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Merope
04:36
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Beast of taste, beast of mind
Gold intent until I have no time
Going round with a convert shield
Nothing wrong when a man don’t feel
Feast of men, feast of time
Going down with a happening sign
Average day, average life
Syncopated with a carving knife
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon, have no cinnamon
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon
Take one word, write it down
Take the Seminole and make him clown
Right the ship in the sea
Falling down with a collard green
Feel the door closing in
Kind of curtains with the anthill thin
Nice in fall, nice I see
No more words insert to be
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon, have no cinnamon
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon
Here go more words from me
Scent the song with a life to be
Dirty nails, dirty hair
Dirty syncopation over here
Reach the end running out of time
I don’t know but a desperate mind
Then we’ll find later on
All the right words’ colors gone
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon, have no cinnamon
Beast of cinnamon, pounds of cinnamon
Feast of cinnamon
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Phaeton
04:40
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Ripped in time you starved child
They’ve got to save you from your name
Ripped in time you starved God
Cooling all their jealousies
Ripped in time mistaken
Why aren’t you becoming free
Ripped in time a snatch of
Feeding all the wretched men
Ripped in time nostalgia
Looking in the face of grace
Ripped in time a hand job
Feeling all the Caliph’s needs
Ripped in time mistaken
Why don’t you become a me
Ripped in time nostalgia
Coming down to wasted days
Ripped in time you starved child
They’ve got to save you from your name
Ripped in time you starved God
Cooling all their jealousies
Ripped in time mistaken
Why aren’t you becoming free
Ripped in time a snatch of
Feeding all the wretched men
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Phlegon
04:01
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Night with a bullet down
I seal the round into the chamber
Life is a happenstance
A good defense, a hole in a window
You lie with another man
I shouldn’t care, your blacker intentions
Call it a newer life
I’m slowing down, I go to the window
Oh in another state
Another past, find out another
Home in another place
I know it comes upon us whether
Oh and another face
It doesn’t melt the necessary evil
Oh in another space
It’s blowing down the doors of a heaven
Like enough another ending name
Lighting up the ever ending game
Do you see the shadows of this pain
Like enough another ending game
Again, again, again, again, again a lonely man
Oh in a lonely place
Another state, kind of a symptom
Oh and I see the light
Of nothing come here now to greet me
Oh in another way
You’ve made your case, your reasons for staying
Oh but I’ve made my choice
To end this life, careless and simple
Like enough another ending name
Lighting up the ever ending game
Do you see the shadows of this pain
Like enough another ending game
Again, again, again, again, again a lonely man
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Phoebe
04:05
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The simple time of year is turning into rain
Falling down imaginary, falling down again
All worn down with swollen whispers, nothing is inside
Caught up in a mass of memories tearing me inside
All the fiery signals wave in the bastard life
Pushing on a head of impulse, pushing on my time
I hear the toxic voices enter deep inside my head
Gracious lives above my meadows laughing there at me
Feel a haunting limerick and see a scattered man
Totaling the debits up until they’re filled with sand
And now the time has come for me to bid this land goodbye
Leaving on the stage today into the Western sky
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Pyrois
03:25
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It’s not the same if the wheel of fortune comes to me
Follow game I never see you holding me
Life is never ending
Life is never ending
Life is never ending
Life will never end for me
Round the end I see a life in heavenly
Rather there for liberty and solitude
Life is never ending
Life is never ending
Life is never ending
Life will never end for me
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Surya
04:29
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I went down to find that place
Calling the mind is not there
I’m going to find a place
Hiding with clouds in the air
You say it’s devoid of space
That’s what it seems like in here
Can’t find me another place
To breathe in is too much to bear
Having your mind in that place
Kiss in your face, kiss in your face
I’m hearing them call out to me
Out of a dysentery land
I’m heeding that call from beyond
Running to hear your call
Hear your call
Having your mind in that place
Kiss in your face, kiss in your face
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Usil
04:24
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Wrapped around the corners in a silly panic haze
You can see the numbers as they fall upon your grave
Nothing is in heaven now and something isn’t right
Nothing isn’t there upon an effervescent light
Listen all you people who are cutting all your veins
What did you expect to find when all your life is drained
You can see the misery as it falls upon your head
You can feel the hammer anvil breaking down upon the dead
Feeling all alone and it’s a seminal living
Shaking all the knowledge of a passing all the living
Feeling all alone and it’s a seminal living
Ripped all worse in a molly coddled image
I can see the bodies of the widows
Every time it starts again, every time it stalls
You can see the misery as it comes along the pall
Shapes of death, shapes of innocence
I can see upon another corner reticence
Don’t stop now, don’t stop here
Finish what you started, the next night you’ll appear
Feeling all alone and it’s a seminal living
Shaking all the knowledge of a passing all the living
Feeling all alone and it’s a seminal living
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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California
Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.
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