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Humanity think so much of itself, and their hopes are always deceived. You have everything to loose, and nothing to receive. You will end up all alone. Their is no salvation. Welcome… to the real world.
You've spent your life with god
to save them all
Giving everything you cared
Beware, don't trust him
that man you've never seen
When you fall to the ground
there's no one to hold on
To live, you’ve to give
Received nothing but lies
Your god must be deaf, when i confess my loneliness
you can do your best, he'll put you to the test
There’s no chance to be free, if you make me live on my knees
No shame, only pain, i've killed mine on your name
Gave you my love, i gave you my trust
I gave you all, i gave you my soul
Gave you my friends, i bring you my foes
I gave you everything, my life was your price
You're not a fool, a mad man
just lost, broken to the mind
Too weak to face the truth
you need this family
Trinity please love me
To live, you’ve to give
Received nothing… just lies
Your god must be deaf, when i confess my loneliness
you can do your best, he'll put you to the test
There’s no chance to be free, if he makes me live on my knees
No shame, only pain, i would die, on your name
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Sons of Deadwood
03:36
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Welcome to Deadwood, land of insanity
Since this town is home, to the sons, of debauchery
We are not good or kindly, just fucking bad and ugly
This place is our, playing field, face the death on your knees
Were not bounty hunters
Because we kill for fun
You will know our name
We are the sons of DEADWOOD
We were born in a whorehouse
The sons of DEADWOOD
We drink, we kill, we fuck, we are
The sons of DEADWOOD
We’re living in a saloon
The sons of DEADWOOD
We’ll bury you all, before the dusk
Don't fuck with us
This is our town we make the law
We are out of control
Our heaven is your hell
Born to kill
Praying whisky blessing the whore
Bring us tar and feathers
There are more corpses than living in this city
Here is the largest cemetery that you will ever see
Long time ago we've decided to follow
The path of hate, death of faith, for you no tomorrow
We’re not bounty hunters
Because we kill for fun
You will know our name
Oh fuck that shit
The sons of DEADWOOD
We were born in a whorehouse
The sons of DEADWOOD
We drink, we kill, we fuck, we are
The sons of DEADWOOD
We’re living in a saloon
The sons of DEADWOOD
We’ll bury you all...
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Of passion and pain
03:52
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Betrayed, all alone
I've been banned from my home
Rotting, flesh and bones
My first test has been done
WAKE UP, tight my bounds
I've got the solution
One blade, thousand wounds
This is our salvation
Living my life a Hell will lead me to the Heaven's Gate
This burden is my fate, I'm on a rush, i can't be late
A crown of thorns on my head
A lance wound on my side
I chose a life of passion and pain
When apocalypse will bring eternal night on earth, and they will be no spark of light in the sky… Maybe you’ll shine…
Broken, mutilated
I climbed the cross i've built
Close to the beyond
The place where I belong
Snatch the nails from my hand
To push it right into my face
The plan to save myself
Is to fake the Christ death
Living my life a Hell will lead me to the Heaven's Gate
This burden is my fate, I'm on a rush, i can't be late
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Dead or dying
03:27
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I am kind of an outlaw
True desperado
There's a price on my head
Killing the day and
Fucking all night I'm
Drinking from dusk to dawn
Deep in my eyes your soul is black
Bounty hunters are on my back
Keep your gun, I'm having fun
In this town I make the law
Give no shit for tomorrow
No doubt i am the king
They want me, dead or dying
Dead or dying
Now you're in front of me
I will have no mercy
I want you on your knees
My life is ruled by death and booze
I make you cry the way i choose
Cause i win, it means you loose
Many years, have past now, yet his name still is cursed by all enemies. And if you wander what has become to this old man, he must be drunk… Or drinking
In this town I make the law
Give no shit for tomorrow
No doubt i am the king
They want me dead or dying
I'm wanted dead or dying
Dead or dying
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Make your own martyr
04:21
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Parishes who spread the good word on earth 'bout heaven
To keep their power are ready to burn to stone the innocents
In the name of Holiness
Martyrs creat faith more than faith creates martyrs
Every dawn, forced to carry their cross
You're falling from some broken wings
Keep your head up, join your hands to the sky
Beyond the clouds lead by the stars
I won't let my grave be your cross
I won't let my hate be your glory
Nothing but pain, and no one to blame
Make your own martyr, leave me alone
They just want you to cry
To show to followers that for your faith you will face the death
Does your god need thoses sacrifices ?
Does he care about you ?
Am i a sheep in desguise ?
Every dusk, they bless the insiders
Be strong, just walk to the light
You are their puppet, they are pulling the strings
Waiting for your death to feign indignation
I cannot wait
I won't let my grave be your cross
I won't let my hate be your glory
Nothing but pain, and no one to blame
Make your own martyr, leave me alone
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Nothing new in Heaven Reims, France
NNIH is a French Melodic Death project, founded by guitarist Alexandre Hoerner in
2010.
In 2020, the project finally materialized with the introduction of Simon Cousin's brutal and rhythmic vocals, and the shared ambition of making music that is powerful, efficient, and strewn with classical, bluesy and pagan touches.
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