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To Gloria
03:13
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Red across the air
Like yourself - in yourself - by yourself
Gone side by side
Looking back - through the black - pitching time
Sound of the chase
Ringing loud - one for me - one for you
Gloria
This, how and when
It should be - it will be - it can be
White on the page
Come again - I believe - that will do
Gloria
And by and far
Reaching all - without words - but for you
Thus if you stay
Like yourself - in yourself - by yourself
Gloria
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2. |
Vipera Berus
05:16
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"I don't mind, I don't mind them fumes at all"
I don't care, I don't care about what you do
Please beware, please beware of what they say
I don't care, I don't care about you at all
In the end, they still envy you
All your dreams, all the things you do
"I don't mind, I don't mind them fumes at all"
I don't care, I don't care about what you do
Please beware, please beware of what they say
I don't care, I don't care about you at all
In the end, they still envy you
All your dreams, all the things you do
Don't belive all the things they say
I'm aware of the things you do
It's okey, now that you're alone
Talking sunshine, instead of holes
I don't care, about the parts you pay
"I don't mind at all"
In the end, they still envy you
All your dreams, all the things you do
Don't belive all the things they say
"I don't mind at all"
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3. |
K
03:45
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4. |
Aum
04:09
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I've got a lost cause
I've got a reason
I've got 16 thousand arms
Ballons and firewoo
This one's got color too
I've got friends who never talk
I know you know I will
You always do that
I've got white gloves for the miss
You've got a lost cause
You've got a reason
But only 15 thousand arms
Got blackbirds on the red tile
Got private and public side by side
Got high noon in the morning
Then in the evening you've got nothing new
Got sweet teeth for the sour grape
Got five more minutes untill you're late
Got high noon in the morning
Then in the evening you've got nothing new
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5. |
The So Called 4th Sect
05:36
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Comes a time, a change of pace springs to mind
What is truth as come from you, if I may
Seeing things, nothing new, I wrote it down
I was sober enough to see
Now that I've come this far on my way
Grind my teeth, stay a while, raise a smile
What is left, I couldn't say if I tried
I was sober enough to see
What a waste of life, not to turn around
Nobody does that, no one I know
What a waste of mind, told what to think
That might be pride to you but I don't care
Clearly I see all those little things gone wrong
Great war - fight for peace - headlines, I'm not applauding that
How they tune for dissonance and clashing wills
But I'm sober enough to see
What now under the sun, heads up! but nothing changes here
Besides of that I've got, I've got most everything
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7. |
Evening Streeted
03:33
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As I meet time, out of time, am I not myself?
Do I stretch sideways, so much I forget?
As I fall further toward the meeting I missed
And I do stretch sideways, so much
I'm stripping the walls to echo myself
As if I cared about that
As if it made a difference
As if the world stops turning
As if... as if...
If you keep falling down, something must be wrong
If you keep getting up again
And it's no wonder you get lost
But you do it again and again and again
In an instant I stand eye to eye with myself
And during the present and that recognizion is to be
One with yourself, and one with the next one
As if it really mattered
As if it was important
As if I cared about that
As if... as if...
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8. |
Pleroma
03:44
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9. |
Brave Manic Mover
04:25
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We're getting ten times closer
There is no other
The son, the cone, the dog-bitch
Our sonic brother
Let's get him over - the sound of heaven
The bitchy outside - this is forever
First step is treat; last; order
Brave manic mover
So true with signs of laughter
Our sonic mother
Start making changes - we're going nowhere
Truth laying dormant - a greeting/meeting
Her shiny mushroom - blaming the father
Reward your history - with loosing nothing
A barren wasteland - middle of nowhere
Her shiny head - her shiny head
In a different time, maybe
You and I would be all right
Along a different line of thinking, clearly
Things would not be like they are
Chose a different side, nearly
Hope for better luck this time
Turn the way you turn out, trying
Be it mice or men of clay
Single thought consume all walks of living
This is all you know to be
Let's get him over - the sound of heaven
The bitchy outside - this is forever
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10. |
Out-Take
00:40
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Have you seen her?
Have you told her what she's got to do?
You want her to?
Have you seen her?
Have you told her what she's got to do?
It's up to you?
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11. |
Noara Dance
03:59
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12. |
What If
04:25
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13. |
Instead Of Circles
07:49
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Instead of circles now
Ladies of opera perfect
Enlarging globes from afar
Seeing the earth from above
Ceremonious trunks standing sparse
Ominous mad dancing dark
My faded hands do defend
Slowly and painting these words
Big as the universe
Enormous eternal reel
Horizon future or past
Rushing at the speed of thought
Oncoming meeting we sence
Led by the recognizion
What then's the purpose of this
Keeping our eyes on this play
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mammoth volume Lysekil, Sweden
See also: danielgustafsson.bandcamp.com/music
cavem3n.bandcamp.com
Mammoth Volume was born in the winter of 1996, called into life by the main song writing team of Nicklas and Daniel. Nicklas engaged his older brother Jorgen to take over vocal duties and with the final addition of bass player Kalle, the band was born. The band is from the town of Lysekil, Sweden.
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