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Hercules
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We sailed in the name of god under the leadership
Of Captain’s Jack we all know that he is cursed and sick
In his eyes we saw the desire for wealth
Nobody was able to oppose, we couldn’t fight him back.
We all know death awaits us there
But the ship sails on and on
Nobody was able to turn back home
And ship sails on
Behind the mist we saw the land, there was no life
Only memories of fallen warriors’ souls
How foolish our crew became either was Jack
Even the captain didn’t know what was waiting there
First step and then last breath
We felt the demon’s hand
Cursed Jack raised his hook
“Let’s do it for the fame”
I looked into his eyes
Behind horrific beast
Prepare for restless fight
Let’s do it for the fame!
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Black House
05:53
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The city burns next to a stone
There is a house in which every night something happens
On the table next to cigarettes lay a loaded gun
Lot of grass and unfinished coffee.
A lonely guy who wants to end his live
He’s angry at the other because he can’t pick up
If only someone or something appeared
At the bottom of the glass last better sip…
He wastes his time, he’s still in there
As in the golden roulette catch a lucky bullet
Grab his hand and returned back
On the place in the chair you got.
And at the sylvan road a couple years after
Stand a forgotten grave and dry rose
Engraving will tell you a little story
But it won’t to be a story with not a happy ending.
This is a tale about a day
When after storm and heavy rain
Sunshine’s stronger than usual
But was defeated by golden…
He wastes his time, he’s still in there
As in the golden roulette catch a lucky bullet
Grab his hand and returned back
On the place in the chair you got.
You’re wasting your time when something’s around
He rests his arms and go conquer the world
Loaded gun launched when he met him
Every single nightmare was reborn again.
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Your Bones
03:58
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Unfinished old time stories
Midnight when the moon is new
That fellas will start hunt
On the Indian Kansas plains
Self-defense shot is not excuse
When sweat pours your eyes
Hand and weapon start to dance
This is what burned rangers want!
Twenty one shots
The rest is just a chase
Fusillade with the helpless citizens and hounds
Unfinished old time stories
Midnight when the moon is new
When guns stop their blazing
Sheriff counts remains.
They still tryin’ add some bones to the grave
When you hold your eyes you surely get there
In the place where souls keep going straight down
Dread and fear will get you
You’ll never come back.
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Traffic Junky Olsztyn, Poland
Traffic Junky is a unique combination of classic rock and modern riffs. The band's music takes you back to the hard rock days of the 70s, while at the same time containing a lot of grunge and stoner rock. Influences from the greatest rock bands are gently mixed with psychedelic desert dust, while the mesmerizing sounds can suddenly turn into a huge wall of heavy-guitar smash. ... more
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