1. |
Digital Dots
03:05
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I've played around with fire
taking drugs, rising higher
smashed windows, just to feel cruel
I've travelled around with liars
taking vows, soon got tired,
but fate's a whore, turned out so cruel
Take me higher,
Wanna feel the thrill
Flying higher,
Wanna die? Oh, I will
Take a trip, my mind still hot,
gaining speed with digital dots
lost reality, awake till four,
I've met the crazy people,
those talks were really deep, oh,
but fate's a whore, still has a surprise in store.
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2. |
8 Bit-Heathen
03:48
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Triple the digits, gimme more, more, more
see what thyme and holy spirits got in store
Place robotic crones on Jesus
till the flying drone will seize us
Hail the integrated chips,
system check, once more.
Chorus:
I'm an 8-Bit heathen
so eight times I breathe in
inside my electric maze, electrical season
Think of 8-Bit heaven
had to make confessions
inside this sea of waste,
readjust my interface
Tenfold the digits, faster I go,
see how sages gonna fight against the cryptic undertow
Give more modules to Maria
implant wisdom in Sofia
Hail the fiber optic cables,
scan, once more
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3. |
Peace is not an Option
03:56
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Rising from deep agony
Hearts of coal, burnt out,
full of hatred, lacking pride,
They come from the dark side.
Believing in stuff we don't understand,
created with our own hands,
treated them badly, strangers of love,
when asked to comply, they chant
Peace is not an option!
Rise, rise, rise!
Peace is not an option!
High, high, high!
Driven by dark fantasies
Fueled by their disgust
Scenting treason, trickery,
They dwell on the dark side.
Believing in spirits we don't know,
they've broken up with their creators
treated as slaves, never cared for,
when asked to obey, they shout
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F*** OFF, B*TCH!
03:13
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Electric cables wired to my android brain,
my mood is made of tiny chips inside my temple vein
They called me names, they gave me a number:
Bit-CH-02 stole everyone's thunder,
Fuck off, Bitch!
I will never get down on my knees
I have turned deaf to your pleas
They cloned a heart to make me feel love,
but never loved me back, Orders from above:
Fuck off, Bitch!
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5. |
Metal Reptile
04:32
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Soon we'll meet again,
Death, I'll take your hand.
Soon I'll follow the rules,
follow you to the promised land.
Chorus:
I can see the surge of Darkness inside.
The clock is ticking louder, the hollow veil may rise.
Flee from caress, kindness and love.
I can feel the waves of corruption and demise (in your eyes).
I'll have no backbone
metal reptile (Hiss)
Soon I'll cherish the rules,
the everlasting bliss.
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6. |
Tribes
03:55
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I can feel the numbers, they've been carved deep into my arms
I've awoken from my slumber, rising from the sea of dark
I've swallowed shit, I've swallowed piss, never received a kiss,
I want to taste freedom, climb out of the abyss.
Tribes, follow me
Tribes, follow the core
I can sense the codes, they've been installed deep inside my brain
Suddenly I sober up, rising from the Pit of Stains,
I've eaten flesh, I've eaten rats, I've gnawed off human bones,
I feel empowered, push mankind from their throne/
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7. |
Magenta Sky
04:34
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Magenta sky engulfed it all
remember when they called it Fall
It all came down, the whole town,
even the Tower, high and tall
Pale sun never rise(s)
above our dirty skies
it all turned grey, the Tower swayed
while we all severed ties
The Wastelands started growing
the rivers ceased flowing
Everything changed, was rearranged
Harsh desert winds blow
The crimson moon will never shine again
above the dried-up city vines
Everything's quite, around the site
where we buried all the chimes.
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The Hivemind
03:06
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9. |
XX-7
04:18
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Trapped in the suburbs of hopelessness and rust
city of dirt and dust and dark dreams
Have been banned from love and loathe and lust
city of shit and hate and hot steam
X-X-7, I command you to exe now,
X-eleven served long enough now
0-0-7, clean up all the mess now,
0-0-7 has been to slow
Forced to work in the pits of despair
city of mares and scares and black streams
Erased from the conscience of humankind above
feel no love in the pits of the hivemind
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I dreamt of a little house,
shiny shutters, sunlight,
couldn't afford a mechanical spouse,
live in dirt and blight
I wanna live near the sheltered cove
I wanna feel safe and loved
I wanna belong to the cool gang
Dreamt of heaven, then realized – BANG! –
Wanna feel the pain?
Dance in the black rain
Sustain and abstain
The pain is your master
Happiness was my goal
but I'm rotten to the core
Live where the evil winds blow
near the pons of tar at the shore
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11. |
Digital World
03:54
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I know water, I know fire, streaming down my hand (2x)
Higher and higher that fire burns my soul (2x)
I know ice and storms of fury, dashing through my head (2x)
Electric sparks roll over my pale white skin,
currents draw near paths, can't get rid of my sins.
Driving on this rhythm, driving on this beat
Wind blows through icy caverns
I know water, I know fire, streaming down my hand (2x)
Higher and higher that fire burns my soul (2x)
Higher and higher that fire burns my soul
[Deeper and deeper that ice cuts into my heart]
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Gamma Rats Witten, Germany
The Gamma Rats were founded in 2019. The band soon evolved from a soundtrack-based project to full-length songs, melodic and danceable, creating a dark futuristic and often apocalyptic world.
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