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Strapped to the back
of the sun.
I felt like sleeping
for five years
A gentle smile,
life seems lighter.
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Repress

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When you are
standing still
and things
are really slow
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To meet with confidence
the cynic years;
Battling in wars that
never can be won,
seeking the lost cause
and the brave defeat.
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Repress

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Release me.
I'm lost.
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Repress

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Mord.
Morderstwo.
Rotterdam.
Herdersmat.
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Repress
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Mirror, lake, faces.
Thoughts, scars, days.
Once, fail, shades.
Filth, flames, paint.
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Inevitable,
bloated beyond proportions,
consumed in collapse.
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Repress

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Reveal, rage,
rise, redeem,
run, raise,
return, riot.
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ex nihilo, twelve, cash,
moonwalker, wolf, pyro,
knives, flesh, sun, doors,
death, whistle, doves, two,
postcard, skies, mice, you.
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A Knight On A Horse,
Riding A Rocky Path,
His Dog Next To Him,
Meets Death On His Way,
In The Background A City.

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Pinball machine streets.
Teenage future time code.
Hear me sigh, make me snap.
Erasure.
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Six, twelve, nine.
Thirteen, seven, eight.
Three, five, five.
Drinks, dive, trust.
Try, think, dust
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A bridge, scorched yellow palms
from the summer-sleeping house
drowsing through August.
Days I have held, days I have lost.
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drifting flesh doorways
attack electric afternoons
silver flying scanning
patterns metal satellites
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Our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea.
These mad dogs of glory
moving this little bit of light toward us.
It was a shameful waste of
madhouse time.
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I run child-like
with God's anger a step behind,
back to simple sunlight,
wondering
with curled smile
if anyone else
saw or sensed my crime
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they stood in silence
brushed the dew
from their sleepy eyes
wandered violent paths
to get away from it all
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Pinball machine streets.
Teen Age Future.
Molotov Cocktails.
Terminal electric voices.
Unimaginable disaster.
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The ghost am I
Of winds that die
Alike on land or sea,
In silence deep
To shroud and keep
Their mournful memory.
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Repress

Obsidian mornings,
sniffing quivering needs.
Dawn keeps falling,
entraps me as before,
But from thy solitary grace
Thou comest now no more.

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We listened to the breeze,
tempting us to fly.
Like the crawling wolves,
shadowless we lie.
Doomed.
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The women break vases against the walls
and the men drink too much,
crawling in and out of beds.
Alone with everybody,
we are all trapped.

Collecting orders for repress

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black car's running in the rusty light of a bohemian sunset while the desert cursed dust over the words of scared man
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The mist, rewakened from the wave,
Enfolds me as before,
But from thy solitary grave
Thou comest now no more.

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Needle scars.
Our last lullaby.
Cold winter morning,
the affairs of his life pass by.

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A silver ribbon of a road
threaded through vertical hills
a shallow creek sparkling cold
Release me

Snakes are Poor Denizens of Hell
Have come surreptitioning
Through the tall grass
To face the pool of clear frogs

Early support by: Marcel Dettmann, Takaaki Itoh, Gary Beck, DVS1, Adam Beyer, Randomer, Jeroen Search, Speedy J, Jonas Kopp, Tommy Four Seven,Slam, Mosca, Psyk, Paul Mac, NX1, Manni Dee, Progression, Scalameriya, Thomas Hessler, Juho Kusti, Ryuji Takeuchi, Mr Jones, ANFS, Dustin Zahn, Kyle Geiger, Joton, Paul Birken, Hector Oaks, Charlton, Dario Zenker, Kwartz, Dimi Angelis, Drvg Cvltvre, Stranger, Mikael Jonasson, Arnaud le Textier, Dax J, Jerome Hill, 3.14, Pfirter, Echologist, Darko Esser, Tripeo, Endlec, Stenny, Clouds, I/Y, Rivet, Henning Baer, Dave Tarrida, Rolf Mulder, W.I.R.E, SHDW, Pacou, Patrick DSP, Ansome, Sebastian Krenzlin, Rebekah, Gareth Wild, Domenico Crisci, Perc, Setaoc Mass, J.Tijn, Radial, Aiken, The Black Dog, Ness, Developer, Exium, Sawf, Joseph Capriati, Svreca, Shards, Truss, Truncate, Myler, Inigo Kennedy, Advanced Human, Operator

repressed !

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Crystal morning.
Sniffing quivering need,
running in the gutter,
where cold flesh circulates,
Where is he now

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I walk onto the blazing
sunshine.
the whole day is
mine
temporariliy,
anyhow.

Footsteps,
savage smile.
Strap the damage to my face.
Iron fist,
it was never loaded.
We care no more,
we don't.


Early support by: Luke Slater, Oscar Mulero, Ben Sims, Marcel Dettmann, Perc, Clouds, Tommy Four Seven, Pfirter, Truncate, Max M, Thomas Hessler, Killawatt, Radial, AnD, Roberto, Paul Birken, Sigha, The Public Stand, Samuli Kemppi, NX1, Rebekah, Bas Mooy, Gary Beck, Ansome, Wire, The Advent, Nuno dos Santos, Unbalance, Blind Spot, Mark Morris, Erphun, Sebastian Kokow, Juho Kusti, Markus Suckut, Par Grindvik, The Black Dog, Darko Esser, Joachim Spieth, Happa, Martyn Hare, Sawf, J. Tijn, Doka, Lag, Luis Ruiz, Exium, Takaaki Itoh, Ryuji Takeuchi, Inigo Kennedy, Operator, Jeff Rushin, Shards, Darkfloor , Kriz, Exium, Ben Long, Fran Hartnett, Octave, Henning Baer, Dimi Angelis, Paul Mac, Jeroen Search, P.E.A.R.L., Dax J, Mike Humphries..

Lighting more cigarettes,
pouring more,
drinks.

It has been a beautiful
fight.

Still
is.

Early support by : Blawan, Surgeon, Dave Clarke, Tommy Four Seven, Marcel Dettmann, Speedy J, Perc, Truncate, Truss, Lucy, Drumcell, AnD, Sawf, Mark Broom, Paul Mac, NX1, Jamie Bissmire, Clouds, Joachim Spieth, Paula Temple, Octave, Kriz, Cassegrain, Max M, Radial, Developer, Charlton, Takaaki Itoh, Bas Mooy, Rebekah, Samuli Kemmpi, The Public Stand, Agony Forces, Chris Finke, Luis Ruiz, J. Tijn, Wire, Jeff Derringer, Joe Farr, Inigo Kennedy, Thomas Hessler, Dave Ellesmere, Sunil Sharpe, Raiz, Mr. Jones, Bodyjack...

finally repressed!

Face my fury.
Face my fear.
Face my guilt.
I am alone.

finally repressed!

I do not like the day.
I dance, I drink, I kill.
I want her dead for days now.
I want her head.
I am trash.

Supported by Blawan, Surgeon, Ben Klock, Luke Slater, Ben Sims, Tommy Four Seven, Dave Clarke, Rivet, Sigha, Perc, Truncate, Dustin Zahn, Jonas Kopp, Gary Beck, Kirk Degiorgio, Svreca, Exium, Pfirter, Par Grindvik, Jamie Bissmire, Radial, Mark Broom, Go Hiyama, Developer, Rebekah, DVS1, Sawf, Skirt, Raiz, Markus Suckut, Bas Mooy, Samuli Kemppi.

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It's been a tough fight worth fighting as we all drive along betting on another day.
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