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SnakeBootSkin
03:36
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SNAKEBOOTSKIN
Now we are standing /
On the straight line /
And all this shit /
It’s making us grow old / As usual ahead of time /
If the second place is /
The first of last /
Constancy can be / The only way /
Is that what you meant? /
Who have time do not wait / Do not wait for it /
I want my future back and I want it now / I want my future, I want it now /
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Flat
04:34
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FLAT
This is the blues / About a wild youth /
As the blind star / Who shone only once /
Well, this is my blues / Like me, out of tune /
It had to be a song / But something went wrong /
Well, this is the blues /
Dark moon night / The blue has gone /
Doomed light / Now drag me home /
I play the chords you said / First fourth then fifth / Does it sounds like this? /
I play the chords I know / No first no fourth or fifth / Does it sounds like a bliss? /
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3. |
Last On List
03:55
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LAST ON LIST
Petrol lines spark ignite /
From flaming lips to blinded eyes /
Enlighten me / This ignorance bliss /
Then joy turns to hate /
And hate turn to spite /
When everything came down /
To the feeling of right /
I wrote this breathless psalms /
About my dying heart /
Cause also darkness /
Is enveloped by light /
Black, whole too reason act /
Desperately trying to sofly crash /
Prudence, therefor, persist /
That ignorance of bliss /
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4. |
The End
05:22
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END
Am i at the end? / Cause I've lost my way /
And here there's no light / So where am i? /
I tasted the anger / I tasted the failure /
What else i have / to learn from pain? /
From the hidden tears / Of a wounded boy? /
From the aimless girls / Without any joy? /
Of all i will retain / The benefit of the doubt /
In my loving and romantic side /
But what if were you / My fatal mistake /
Unsolvable / Unavoidable /
So if this is the end / I'll go to meet her /
And I will let her be / The point on these rymes
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5. |
Blonde
04:51
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BLONDE
Ego /
That’s the name /
Of a snake that crawls /
Hiding under your chest
Evil /
Haunts your soul / I cannot tell you how /
But I recognized those wounds/
Echoes /
From remote places /
As howls from hell /
A clear sound for the deaf /
Regrets / oh old regrets /
Exhumed from their graves /
And ever healed /
And now they are here /
Render to Caesar what is Caesar’s / to God what is God / now I wonder What is left of me /
In a sense we were/
Lost, after many miles of roads /
And now? /
I Watch you explode /
Watch me explode /
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6. |
Oldseeds
04:07
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OLDSEEDS
From the broad noon never lit /
Where there’s nothing except a bottomless pit /
And blurred border lines /
Where tomorrow was yesterday /
As an infinite loop that I can’t break /
Nothing moves, it stays silent /
As a vine I did my run /
Turning to myself /
‘Cause others / had decided everything /
Why pierce straight? / Why not change? /
They may have their reasons /
But what about mine? /
If you stare at hell /
Hell stares straight back at you /
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7. |
Gold
05:43
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GOLD
Adolescent is the fact you realize /
That you have something to hide /
Far away from the young man you were /
Which of those shadows are you /
One paints the beginning of a certain end /
the other, the end of a sure beginning /
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade /
I’ve no guilt for what she made
I live between the heron and the wren /
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den /
I know the purity of a pure despair /
An edge is what I need the edge is what I have /
Death of self in a tearless night /
All natural shapes blazing unnatural light /
Measurements commences is a finite thing /
But one is one, free in the tearing wind /
Time is like unto a ring /
No beginning middle or end
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8. |
Flags Of Our Fathers
03:58
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FLAGS OF OUR FATHERS
A few more hours /
Then I’ll give it a voice /
On the first day in which /
The decision is mine /
On a death sentence /
Or the Amnesty
In the street many faces /
Don’t look so nice /
Here those who /
Don’t terrorize /
Are getting sick from /
Their own dread /
All prophets, all sages, all gods /
Of a revolution /
But God is a word without meaning /
God is what i make of him
And after killing them /
I’ll be among the fugitives /
But as long as / I search for them / The fugitives are they /
I’ll come to give you back /
A bit of your terror / Of your clutter / Of your noise/
If it’s not quite right / Almost nothing is wrong
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9. |
In Or Out
03:28
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IN OR OUT
In or out /
That’s my fork /
Would I rather let it in /
Or leave it out? /
No more distance left to run /
Zero is nothing / But comes before one /
In or out? /
I take my choices / I have roll my nuts? / So is this what I've got?
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K I N T Modena, Italy
KINT formed in 2017 from the ashes of one of the most influential bands in the Italian noise punk scene, The Death Of Anna Karina, who gained significant renown and a fanbase both at home and around the world. As Kint, the trio draw on past experiences, and a variety of musical styles, to conjure up a mature sound that unflinchingly embraces disenchantment and darkness. ... more
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