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Some Atomik Songz (2005)
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Le Son De La Pluie
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In blood we trust
With god we rust
We are the children
Of a pathetic world

So much blood we need
With our god teeth
This flesh will rot
Caus' - in blood we trust !!!

In blood, in blood we trust !
In blood, in blood we trust !

In blood we trust...

In blood we trust
With god we rust
We are the children
Of a pathetic world

So much blood we need
With our god teeth
This flesh will rot
Caus' - in blood we trust !!!




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Don't try to cry - just take off
Your ugly tears make me dirty
Shut up, fuckin' sorrow dealer !
You know I am not feelin' fine
Don't try to sing - just take off
Your ugly voice make me sad
So many tears have been drawn
Everybody knows:

Don't try to escape
It will be suicide
You're only right... it's to throw a tantrum. x4

Don't try to cry, just take off, fucker
Your ugly tears make me dirty
Don't try to cry, just shut up,
Your ugly voice make me sad
Don't cry, just take off
Don't you know I feel the same
Don't try to cry, just take off, fucker
Your ugly tears make me dirty
Don't try to cry, just shut up,
Your ugly voice make me sad
Don't cry, just take off
Don't you know I feel the same
Don't you know I feel the same

Don't try to cry - just take off
Your ugly tears make me dirty
Shut up, fuckin' sorrow dealer !
You know I am not feelin' fine
Don't try to sing - just take off
Your ugly voice make me sad
So many tears have been drawn
Everybody knows:

Don't try to escape
It will be suicide
You're only right... it's to throw a tantrum. x4




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Why'd I spit my vile venom
If nobody cares.
Why'd I laugh knowing that,
If tomorrow will be a day of tears.
Why'd I cry knowing that,
One day will be the last one.
I wish god could lend me his favorite lover

The time of a sweet juicy kiss.
She's the one nammed: la grande mort.
If his cum is running my body,
It's just to let me rotten by.

You the almighty: that wich created that.
You must be really vicious,
To make this game where pain and pleasure
Have some sex together.

You the almighty: the one who spit that cum
Not surprising for a bloody vicious world,
To have a father like you.

Don't believe in love -
No I don't believe in this fuckin' joke -
Don't believe in love -
No I don't believe in this fuckin' perverted freaky world. x4




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A little spiky ball
The lost souls
Some fuckin' bloody junkies
And them greedy spirit

In this shitty city
Yes we have eat the Satan's fruit
In the hollow hand of God
We search for a good place

Datura, Datura dream
Datura

Now we are the village clown
But they can't imagine
That our mind cover this world
Like a ozone layer
A fuckin' mighty ozone, so filth
But they can't imagine that

Datura, Who is this guys in white smock?
Datura, Don't know if I dream or waking up
Datura, Why they dress me with a straitjacket?
Datura, Why da eat the Satan's fruit?

We have play in the evil's garden
We have seen the datura dream

And now we are immortal




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I live in a world where anything is vacuum.
On this earth I wander.
I live where everybody is uncertain -
My mother created me
Then she killed me.
I live in hell where illusions remain.
I live on this earth searching for my father.
On this earth where illusions remain - Myself to hell -
I want to cum on your ugly face,
Everyday without consciousness of yours.

I want to cum on it.
A day will come soon, I will go
Without expection from you
-- Un enfer des plus profond me hèle chaque nuit --
I live in a world where anythin' is certain !
Each morning, I weep facing my fate.
I live in a world where I no longer believe in Something -

Somewhere in time... lost in moments - so where I am ?
Somewhere in time... lost in moments - so who I am ?
I'm obsolete, I'm suicidal sherif.
I'm obsolete, I'm suicidal sherif.
Somewhere in time... lost in moments
So where I am ? - so who I am ?

I want to cum on it.
A day will come soon, I will go
Without expection from you
-- Un enfer des plus profond me hèle chaque nuit --
I live in a world where anythin' is certain !
Each morning, I weep facing my fate.
I live in a world where I no longer believe in Something -

I live in a world where anything is vacuum.
On this earth I wander.
I live where everybody is uncertain -
My mother created me
Then she killed me.
I live in hell where illusions remain.
I live on this earth searching for my father.
On this earth where illusions remain - Myself to hell -
I want to cum on your ugly face,
Everyday without consciousness of yours.

Somewhere in time... lost in moments - so where I am ?
Somewhere in time... lost in moments - so who I am ?
I'm obsolete, I'm suicidal sherif.
I'm obsolete, I'm suicidal sherif.
Somewhere in time... Lost in moments
So where I am ? - so who I am ?




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Give me some extazy...
Give me some extazy...

I lick some god tears.
Another place to hide.

Give me some extazy...
Give me some extazy...

Extazy
Extazy
Extazy, to be free !

But god dislikes when we stand in his garden
He will punish myself
And now I have no place to hide -

I must return on earth
I must go back in hell x4

Go back in hell.
I must return on earth.

I must return on earth
I must go back in hell x6




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From the first day, I was sure.
Get out of my world.
From the first day I have screamed,
Get out of my mind.

From the first instant I have fooled this way,
At the first second: my scream was over.
Now, my think is over !
My blood is black - my tongue is cut.

Get out of my world.
Get out of my mind. x4




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I know, I am the one
The only one who can stop him from destroying
This raped world.

My only mission is to stop this fool,
From astomishing this fuckin' planet. x2

My camerades are like destroyed dolls;
Destroyed by a god's hand...
He's so high, and he's laughing now, like a child !
The leg what I drag to reach, the atomik room,
Is just a piece of meat - now !
Is just a piece of meat - now !
But it's doesn't matter,
Caus' my wife is raped, my daughter is killed.
The war has just begun, all is destroyed now.
Who had created this fuckin' war ???
And this war will destroy us, and our world.
This is our world...
This is our way !!! - This is our way !!!

My only mission is to stop this fool,
From astomishing this fuckin' planet. x2

I know, I am the one
The only one who can stop him from destroying
This raped world.

My only mission is to stop this fool,
From astomishing this fuckin' planet. x2

My only mission is to stop this fool,
From astomishing this fuckin' planet. x2

Now, I am behind him, I can stop him.
But I think I will simply
Close my eyes, and let it do !




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Like an old typewriter,
I am looking for a good writing
All I know is that I don't feel right - nevermind
I am weary, I am bored, just like a novel
I stand for the end of the world, yes I don't know...
I stand for some magical wonderful things.
Give me some fireflies, water,
A thought that shines under the moon.

I am a psycological laxative.
I want to know, searchin', find something to do...
I want to tear my stomach open.
I am a psycological laxative,
I am a god's laxative.
I am not the one, but I stand alone... x2

Like an old typewriter,
I am looking for a good writing
All I know is that I don't feel right - nevermind
I am weary, I am bored, just like a novel
I stand for the end of the world, yes I don't know...
I stand for some magical wonderful things.
Give me some fireflies, water,
A thought that shines under the moon.

I am a psycological laxative.
I want to know, searchin', find something to do...
I want to tear my stomach open.
I am a psycological laxative,
I am a god's laxative.
I am not the one, but I stand alone... x2

I wonder if I am from this planet at all, in fact.
I am a psykological laxative.
I want to know, searchin', find something to do...
I want to tear my stomach open.
I am the inflatable doll of a frustrated god
And his sperm starts rushing to my head.
I am a whore among others,
And the sidewalk is getting narrow.

And pull up my eyes... x4

I am a psycological laxative.
I want to know, searchin', find something to do...
I want to tear my stomach open.
I am a psycological laxative,
I am a god's laxative.
I am not the one, but I stand alone... x2




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X-track

[No lyrics]

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A little spiky ball
The lost souls
Some fuckin' bloody junkies
And them greedy spirit

In this shitty city
Yes we have eat the Satan's fruit
In the hollow hand of God
We search for a good place

Datura, Datura dream
Datura

Now we are the village clown
But they can't imagine
That our mind cover this world
Like a ozone layer
A fuckin' mighty ozone, so filth
But they can't imagine that

Datura, Who is this guys in white smock?
Datura, Don't know if I dream or waking up
Datura, Why they dress me with a straitjacket?
Datura, Why da eat the Satan's fruit?

We have play in the evil's garden
We have seen the datura dream

And now we are immortal




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Le Son De La Pluie

[No lyrics]

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