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R​.​A​.​A​.​K

by Clotty

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1.
Frankenstein 02:19
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The engine’s roaring, making so much noise, And you’ve already pulled the strings to get even more. Yourself, your car is lost in Heaven’s smoke Nowhere gets your ride Your driving, devil’s guts, seeing only road Screaming on capote You’ve seen it and grown it The eternal dream in gore, You’ve fed your heart and balls And let them beam upon So, fucker what have you, damn, really lost? Your arm, leg or bloody core? Lying in the dirt And your forbidden dreams squeeze You in hole Sinning even more And your forbidden dreams squeeze You in hole Sinning even more You’ve seen it and lost it The eternal dream in gore, You’ve sold your heart and balls And let yourself flow Oooooooh, you finally got your bones broke, Ooh, nothing can stop your soul to erode Ooooooh, you finally got your wings torn Ooh, nothing can stop you now to fall Oooooooh, you finally got your bones broke, Ooh, nothing can stop your soul to erode Ooooooh, you finally got your wings torn Ooh, nothing can stop you now to fall
2.
Нехорошо 03:06
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Ты намекаешь мне на то, что я уебок, охуевший У тебя в глазах сверкают нотки недоверия, диссонанса Давай, расскажи еще, Сколько стадий ада Я должен пройти, Например Все у тебя нехорошо, Глаза трусливо смотрят вниз, Ведь за спиной всегда стоит Твоя просроченная жизнь. Замыкая круг подневольной жизни, все сначала Наблюдаешь ты кожаный конвейер, животворящий Давай, расскажи еще, Сколько стадий ада Ты должен пройти, Чтобы понять Все у тебя нехорошо, Глаза трусливо смотрят вниз Ведь за спиной всегда стоит Твоя просроченная жизнь.
3.
Creed 03:41
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When I break their stereotypes They don’t like me, never like me Say I’m twat but I don’t care Public enemy number one I become a target, a target For them! So listen what I say My creed will break your wall (Ride on!) My creed can piss ‘em all (Ride on!) My creed Will Never Fall My creed When I fuck their stereotypes I’m a madman, a madman for them, A stray dog which they need to catch So I raise and make them regret, No one can change nothing in me, So what? Gonna screw them all. My creed will break your wall (Ride on!) My creed can piss ‘em all (Ride on!) My creed will never fall My creed When I break their stereotypes They don’t like me, never like me Say I’m twat but I don’t care When I fuck their stereotypes I’m a madman, a madman for them, A stray dog which they need to catch My creed will break your wall (Ride on!) My creed can piss ‘em all (Ride on!) My creed will never fall My creed
4.
Undertaker 01:59
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All victims have their maniacs Paddy wagons will eat any criminals Drug pushers find their junkies another soul Puppeteers will get their brainiacs All mobiles will grow in their hands And no matter is your choice, you’re doomed you’re wild soul You may be wining or may not You live with meaning or you don’t You follow rules or break them all Shut up and roll Everyone does everything he wants Everyone does everything he can But the coffin is the final score It’s all you’ve got It’s our prize, it’s masterpiece Of wooden art It is the end, your mortal cage To feed the worms It’s hard to live and dance on bones, It’s hard to breathe and take skin off, Let’s try to cross perception line Of actual life The black doesn’t mean that you are dark, Collect your brightest thoughts intact, Create your own masterpiece And think of light It’s our prize, it’s masterpiece Of wooden art It is the end, your mortal cage To feed the worms Think of light Mean that you are dark
5.
First Blood 02:52
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Boom! Your chariot is losing its wheel Your ride is burning now Drive! You need to get your destination No matter how's that far Have the guts and grab your trembling balls Face them no matter if Get clotty nitro on Drop your clutch and burn this road to Underworld One for all, all for one, one for all Play Play your bloody best and worst Play your bloody worst. Play Play your fastest, play your most Play your fastest, most, most, most I'm sassing and spitting into their faces Shout! If you're afraid Slash like a madman, fingers in assholes If you're completely broke Hit the roof and lose your mind and nerve, Couple of strings are torn! Take you stand and just carry this shit on Flamy Rock is now born One for all, all for one, one for all Play Play your bloody best and worst Play your bloody worst. Play Play your fastest, play your most Play your fastest, most, most, most Drive. You need to get your goal No matter how that's far No matter how Your ride, your rules, your ride, your rules Your ride Your ride, your rules, your ride, your rules You ride Play Play your bloody best and worst Play your bloody worst. Play Play your fastest, play your most Play your fastest, most, most, most
6.
FU Very Much 01:39
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Fuck off your music Fuck off your culture Fuck your elections Fuck your bureaucracy And your flam And your cram Fuck you’ll in your mouth Fuck off your history Fuck off your values Fuck off your victories And military madness Fuck your violence Fuck your bombs I pissed on your gods HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U Like a Bedlamite, Glutting down the air, Freedom in my Bleeding lungs Fuck off your pittance Illusion of freedom Illusion of power We have no past And your cant And your cant I did a crap on you’ll Fuck off your army The army of mutts Forces of bastards And faggots in ties And your flam And your flam I hate all of you HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U! HATE U Like a Bedlamite, Glutting down the air, Freedom in my Bleeding lungs Fuck off policemen And their plastic cups Fuck off, artistic Pieces of crap Fuck you, you fuck
7.
R.A.A.K 04:06
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I wake in the morning Can’t stop admiring Myself in a black suit and tie I smile in a mirror Feeling so proud Of my pretty bright own life Having fun in a crowded bar. Two thousand six crystals in my head Million lights I look through Please, back off Don’t you get inside my brittle skull at all One day I discover That sickness in my head Will hit me without remorse All colors are faded All sounds subsided My guts tell me I have no force Demons around me Get out from darkness To smell new sweet flavor of life Wasting my minutes Like shitbag in rivers No longer this matters for me Having fun in a crowded bar. Two thousand six crystals in my head Million lights I look through There’s no chance to survive Life became easy Because I have learned how To jump from cunt to the bin Like a pope on an acid I’m running away from Mephedrone is melting my ass Run to Cambodia for a nobel for murder And to tickle a dictator I want to leave clinic And jump to its back door To be a charge in your phone Having fun in a crowded bar. Two thousand six crystals in my head Million lights I look through There’s no chance to survive Pull me out, give me life Medicines in my veins Ooh, I know it’s my time. Dizziness, where the hell am I?

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released December 26, 2022

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Clotty Saint Petersburg, Russia

We play fast punk`n`roll, seasoned with hardcore vocals and overloaded bass.
And what else can you say about the group, where everyone pulls a blanket over himself and brings his own individual style to music? Yes, only that the songs are powerful and honest!
You will definitely like it, if you know a lot about fast driving, cold beer and impetuous lead! ... more

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