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Age of the Troll
05:39
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Day in eclipse, they brought the black sky. This is the path, this is the way now. Below the bridge, the children are watching. Run from the sun, watching it die slowly. Wander the earth, we lost the way back. They burned the books, and all the witch authors. Wither away, down in the valley. Winter has come, and now we die slowly. Bury us now, in the ash of progress. I tasted blood, they failed to warn us. He was the stone, they used to crush our bones. It happened fast, and now we've died slowly. Bury us now.
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Melted Moon
05:27
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You're running for your life below the melted moon. Who wants to go out tonight? Who wants to run tonight? The screaming. The burning heat. They melt right in the street. You don't remember why. You're running for your life below the melted moon. Who wants to go tonight? Who wants to burn tonight? You need something just to warm your bones. Or would you rather stay home? Close your eyes and count to ten. You'll never see my face again. Anybody wanna go out tonight? Don't you wanna touch light?
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Zooid
06:32
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Moving in unison. Survive and co-exist. This is the death machine. This is the compromise. The victims are paralyzed. The cities are occupied. The buildings come down again. The oceans are clean again. Hide in the wilderness. Hungry and running. Search for a satellite. None in the sky tonight. Throwing a party now. Dance like a vertebrate. Everybody get down tonight. Everybody get down. Conquer and multiply. Co-exist. Aim for the bluest sky. Spit out the dust of the old world. Species defeating you. The poison is beautiful. The skulls of your astronauts, failure. Hide in the wilderness. Hungry and running. Search for the satellite. The signal's been lost again, all gone. Hide in the wilderness. Hungry and running now. Search for the satellite. Die like an animal out there.
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D1, Highway of Death
03:36
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I'm alive. She's alive. If we survive we'll crawl away. Then crawl, crawl, crawl back together. (We ride. We die.) Blood and steel. It's all I feel. Unlock the door. Move the wheel. Set us free or put us back together. (We ride. We die.) The blood is real. The steel is real. And who are you? What did you do? Look at me... still bleeding.
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Sector 5
04:15
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When I was born, in no man's land, my family was a hologram. And then I live in Sector 5. But no one there is left alive. Two giants won our planet's race. All day and night we're always chased... The merciless, he drives the hounds. And the other one, she hunts us down. And now they've come (they have come) to hunt us down.
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STE-001 (Vlad All Over)
08:55
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Now you get to learn to fly. Now you get another try. Now you get to turn the wheel. Here we go again. Down the drain again. Sleep now. "We tried everything with you. Now there's just one thing left to do. Always rotten to the core. You can beg for oxygen. There's no more oxygen." Sleep now. "I am sleeping. I am dreaming. I am breathing. Now I'm back again to sing my song again." I tried to hold on, but now it's time to move on. Sleep now. I am sleeping, I am dreaming, I am waking up again. I am breathing, I am moving, I am standing up again. I can hear you, I can see you, I can smell the fear on you. I can taste it, I have waited, now I have come back for you.
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Hammerhead Minneapolis, Minnesota
1990 - 1996, rest in peace.
Reanimated, 2010 - present.
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