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Die Proud

by Die Proud

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1.
Dead Horse Poem [Matúš Kyčina, Miro Moško] „Oh no, I killed him…“ I am still there under the burning sun With you, my sister, by my side Eager to father my only son For whom there‘ll be no desire to hide I killed him, again, my fault - - too fragile mind and rusty colt... Man save me from myself I feel my heavy load again Need to leave it right here and now Before I meet another one Left the dead horse on the road With all my heavy lonely faults With carriage no one can stand The endless road to blind end „Oh no, I killed him…“ I‘ve shot my only faithful friend Crushing his skull with my hand Have to admit it was not bare There was a colt and it gone mad I killed him, again, my fault - - too fragile mind and rusty colt... Man save me from myself I feel my heavy load again Need to leave it right here and now Before I meet another one But you are still by my side With you I don‘t want to hide I am ready to be your guide To conquer world in the blink of an eye My sister, you and that horse Never seen trace of anything false No need to bow your head When walking away with sister death
2.
Shamrock 03:33
Shamrock [Miro Moško, Peter Hija, Aleš Trkala] Milions of lepricons are beging for my luck Carry on, you little fucks, stabing my whole heart Please, tell me it can be better It wont change like cloudy weather And it will last forever It was always a pleasure To be with you in morale sense To live without sin My dearest friend There is no king without land There is no prist, that can bury dead There is no love without wife There is no trap that man call life These times have changed And still I am not wise To care for you, to be with you For any price
3.
To Die Proud 04:15
To Die Proud [Matúš Kyčina] It‘s a long way to the eye of the storm Through tangled lifes of many flies Alas, some of us die and don‘t know why You have to listen angels cry Time never change anything, my friend There‘s always a bone beneath the land An old sacrifice within the heart Will feed the lonely tree of life There is no shadow without light There is no fail without pride Maybe they think the wisdom is near And maybe it‘s just an old fear That besiege your poor mind And there is no escape to find Time never change anything, my friend There‘s always a bone beneath the land An old sacrifice within the heart Will feed the lonely tree of life Our enemy is waiting Thirty pieces of silver in my hand And now we even don‘t need a kiss Or face to put on my lips It‘s a long way to the land of the light And sometimes you have to hide Sometimes you have to wait If somenone will give you a hand There is no shadow without light There is no fail without pride But maybe you just might stand and fight Till the day you will die proud
4.
Ravens Flied Upwards [Miro Moško] Don’t believe those, who don’t sleep at night Don’t sleep with those, who use the gloom as their light Glassy skin Glutinous frost Don’t listen those, who deform the words Don’t believe false sentences they pronounce Edge of knife Freezing rain Ravens flied upwards, plumage is fluting through the air Don’t believe strange eyes, love by hearing Don’t eat with those, who don’t digest Don’t poison the food, which provides ecstasy Ravens flied upwards, over the wayfarers black shadows Believe no one, who drives the flock Please, don’t believe… Chase away the clouds, which are breaking your help giving hand
5.
Dionysos 03:45
6.
Waves of November Nights [Miro Moško, Peter Hija] Ocean waves, this envoys of the long forgotten world Eternal bearers of aggressive and goaded spirit In tranquil water there is nice repose You can hide anything sad and devouring here In tranquil water the fury doesn’t burn Just the most secret mysteries You can’t flood the sea by tears It’s full of everything cast away You can’t soften up the ocean by tears It’s gonna eat away your eyes by salt Hatred destroys the spirit of those who hate So look into your inner sea and let it drift yourself November nights on the ocean are so long November waves gonna make you strong Take a look into your inner sea…
7.
Liquid Reflections [Peter Hija] Glassy eye is looking into the emptiness Motionless eyelid denies the life Leaking picture is flickering on the window Fount of distress quietly overflows The noise of own thoughts overlays heart beating Even the small stone breaks a coarse glass Focus your wrath to the window, the mirror You can’t improve that feeling despite its breakage, believe me son Great is the desire to change, what doesn’t long to be changed To burn everything into dust and trample it to the ground Alas, there’s no way to return the time And say the words, which couldn’t stay hidden Shout them fucking aloud Let they won’t stay locked inside the heart forever The mind is already dead Frozen deeply in the past Also it kills the body gradually It never yearns for the future The rain is still washing down the window pictures And liquid reflection they radiate, will never disappear
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Ask My Scars 02:59
Ask My Scars [Peter Hija] Today I woke up as many times before Naked, with a headache on the pissed on floor Bed of shards and pillow of spit Coldness chases away quilt of shit Yesterday snippets, links are missing to them It’s useless power waste try to connect them With painful signatures on my shabby body I may just assume, who endowed me kindly I need to smash my head against a pretty tough brick wall If it doesn’t kill me, my defiance craving would makes equal There is nothing to pick me up There is nobody who could wash this mud There is nothing to glad my eyes There is nobody who could heal my scars No one else gave me to strength come to blows Without questions, remorse, mercy let that feeling flow Deep breathe and deafening scream It’s shameful reality it’s not a dream Animal screaming like at birth point Fuck you for all you are worth!!! Ask my sacred scars…

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released December 12, 2012

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