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POX VOBISCUM

by Pox Vobiscum

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Ján Novák
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Ján Novák Dark, funky, blackbluegrass, inspiring with a postnuclear vibe. Sheer rawness of a beer-drunk fellows, definite pick!

Record & mix/master quality = uber underground / 10

Music = 9/10

Vocals = 4/10

Nastiness = 10/10

Overall = 7/10 Favorite track: Human.
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Mindfuck 04:55
Remember when I asked you out? I wanted to dance with you all night and chat with you until dawn. You could be with us! Why were you so stubborn, when I offered you a walk home? To help you with your bags, just help. Shame, shouts the family - unheard. Seven beasts await their vulnerable bait Their hunger known to all - is never ending. At last they satisfy desire. Rope up drown and dissect the cold body With their limbs! If only you knew, what justice can do What is bright will darken.
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Who Cares 04:25
the mist on the horizon cold and fresh where blind souls lie and contaminate the air try to sing them the tones that the conductor is old that Life !!!! did not change But this strange bitch sings her poem of love, glory, bliss and of peace in the holy soil. From the land she watches the sea of poor souls' blood and tears and the living ones disregard and nobody cares The rope stretches from the boat to the land to the poor souls hands and the boat rises against the bloody stream without sails without wind with wailers on board and prisioners of time with ridiculous wail and Life !!!! did not change Leaders are living their lives, let the curve rise up to the skies People are eating their smiles, cover their eyes with leaders' lies Friends are preparing for the last fight, one day when the times right and I become insane, sensless, silly, fool but who cares
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My phone is ringing and showing that call, this call you can´t ignore I am not going to drink !!! But the power is strong, stronger than me, good day to drink, baby im on my way. Into C4 I arrived with a bottle in coat, no trouble at gatehouse so I am here with girls. 'Let's open the bottles!' screams a voice from the crowd. o the deadly hours, again night is young ground is softer, mind is open for plans to die Lets take off our clothes let stand on a board and dance til we die My Mind is spining, is spining, around, around another beer and I will leave, or go down
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Human 04:07
Crowned king of creation with a scepter in his hand That sits on his throne in a castle made of sand. A castle built on lies in the middle of the sea With no one to reach him, to end his tyrany He makes his own rules, whatever it takes. He conquers, destroys and takes everything away. And if someday the consequence is hard to bare. It's okay to say. He's human - He makes mistakes His grip is of iron his word is of steel His messenger is death to him all must kneel He was chosen by noone and wants to rule them all He is blinded by power and soon he will fall But no one rules forever everything has its end It was like that forever and will never change King human the first king human the last King human the ruler of no man's land
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Child, repent thy sins and embrace the Lord, let his love enter your hearth, your throat. Let me teach you what it means to bow Let me teach you until in love I blow. Child, what is love and how can I show it to you How does that feel - nervous and also at ease. Is it possible to teach you that Is it possible to clear your memory To wake up and forget what haunted your dreams. And just gaze at the morning light in your room.
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Draw the chalk line 'round the victim on the ground find out no evidence was found and I managed to flee away in stealh a mutilated corpse Is what I left Another body on the mortuary bed the killer plans another deed in his head the execution's near soon to be full-filled and life will end I'll teach the victim what it means to be in pain I will show them what it means to beg for death Once the precious gift of life hangs on a thread its too late to feel regret
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Woodscrape 02:04
Paper, is full of lies is full of lies is full of lies is full of lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies Volume, is full of lies is full of lies is full of lies is full of lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies lies, lies, lies Living with these is so loud, loud, loud
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Post Mortem 05:59
Near our homes grows a ancient tree tree of knowlege, tree of wisdom And only man can understand his carvings He holds the key to the double edged sword slimy group of stupid pigs smelled the smell of blood smell of power, smell of domination They cut our sword into the ancient barks and knowlege becomes a slave, and knowlege becomes a slave, slave, slave of death slave, slave of death And the stupid pigs are now the Gods, they decide who will be alive, who will have the rights to fire into every corner of the world where flame rapes all the life, where flame rapes all the life, life, rapes all the life life, rapes all the life goodbye old world my time has come she is waiting for me my eternity goodbye my love goodbye my sons my life was short why was I born into this world Had this being some reason if my dead body will not feed the soil and in the flowers and trees will not be my sign Had this being some reason if my dead body will not feed the soil and for you my brothers My being was... And the world keeps spinning around, all the time
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We grew up with our heads in the skies barefoot, dirty with no regrets we ran acros forests and hills We used our magic skills where did the imagination go? are you hiding under a mossy rock? in which forest did we lose you? show yourself and bring back the time. Let our dawn last until the noon and len the night guard our friendship forever.
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R. Haleluja 1 From the deepest abyss of the mind an idea crawled out how to confuse all creatures and make desert from world endless hunger, endless thirst fuel the death machine and all glory becomes past - it becomes a myth 2 Masses of dazed creatures are in the line for the trough they are deluded, still they hunger for the rotten bits the chosen feast and the foul smell is attracting the weak and after the mass is baptised they still feel hunger 3 Only the cold and fresh air can cleanse the weakend mind but the machine devours those who can breath and feeds them to the swines throws it into the golden trough to rot and become food the fumes are shrouding everything the purpose of the machine
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Filicide 04:05
he is born into the world father sees him so bold he gets older he gets different all is made by his parent he is seeing Rome burning father could'nt accept such turning and son died by dad's hands proudly father above him stands father, repent of his sins easy to him it all seems another son is waiting home in mother's womb, all alone
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R welcome to the city of endless sleep with murky streets and alleys deep with rivers filled with tears of regret welcome to the city of the dead 1 among the ruins, the wind blows a sad song a song of the past, of a golden age of awe 2 the torches are dowsed, the children are dead No one will know what keeps them there.

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released November 1, 2014

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In a godforsaken town dwells a godforsaken band of three shapes that create godforsaken music.

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