Undertaker

from R​.​A​.​A​.​K by Clotty

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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

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from R​.​A​.​A​.​K, 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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