1. |
La Puda
01:39
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2. |
The Attic
03:07
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Listen the whispers in the attic
Do you call them again?
Oh no, not again
We don't need their help
We don' t again
Little girl is dancing on my bed
With a torn communion dress
I only can join my hands
Oh God it's time to pray
Oh God, it's time to pray!
Look the crawling shadows on the wall
Do you callling them again?
Oh no, not again
We don't need their help
We don' t again
Old woman is hidding in my desk
with a putrefacted naked body
I only can fall on my knees
Oh God it's time to rest
Oh God, it's time to rest!
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3. |
Break the Mirror
02:47
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They rise from Heaven
We descend from Hell
Break the Mirror
Cruelty walking on the broken stairs
of my tired arms
Insanity speaking on the silenced hands
of my buried eyes
Lying you in unknown language
Look at their hands!
Cruelty sleeping on the screaming tears
of my tired arms
Insanity hiding on the silenced hands
of my buried eyes
Lying you in unknown language
Look at their hands!
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4. |
Why you say Dead?
04:08
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Why you say dead?
This is our home
I used to love in this bed
I used to dream in this room
I used to live in this place
All is changing!
I scream all the time
Can you hear me?
More voices and laments are around me
Please we want to stay here
I used to dance in this floor
I used to write in this desk
I used to live in this place
All is changing!
This is our home
I used to love in this bed
I used to dream in this room
I used to live in this place
All is changing!
I scream all the time
Can you hear me?
More voices and laments are around me
Please we want to stay here
I scream all the time
Can you hear me?
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5. |
Losing Taste
03:18
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Losing taste
Bitter smell
Lost taste
Bitter smell
The void around us
Your lips are cold
Your passion off
Silence infest all
All you take away
All is finish now
Sitting in your chair
You are so far away
You don' t blink anymore
Distance begins to grow
Blood skirt you
Your body is twisted
Holding you
My mouth desires you
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6. |
June 6th,1966
03:17
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I couldn' t live inside of me
I felt so sick
I was so out
I noticed something took my mind
What happened that night?
Don't talk to me with so good words
I know I got something you want
Sex, devils, satanic witches dreams
Are coming...screaming...to be real
Neighbours have a really spooky look
Oh darling, I' m afraid...YOU too!!
What happened that night?
Don't talk to me with so good words
I know I got something you want
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LA PESTE NEGRA Barcelona, Spain
LA PESTE NEGRA
Contacting with the Beyond since 2002 to 2015. We break out
Contactando con el Más Allá desde 2002 hasta 2015.
La Peste Negra se separa/ break up RIP (2002-2015)
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