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Wave After Wave
03:26
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W A V E A F T E R W A V E
When it enters the veins
And the daze starts to kick in...
(Clocks are falling
Off the walls)
Light bulbs are flickering and
A thousand brilliant thoughts merge with your name
It's all still there love
Just keep digging
Unearth what's left behind
Use your nails
Be firm, be kind
A crescent moon amongst exploding suns
False prophets claim that I'm the one
This stream is so strong, I'm
Swimming in a filthy flow
To reach the shore is to regain faith
In what we can do, if we just pull through
An infinity of possibilities
Are thrown at me, too many to see
Clearly who I'm supposed to be
I must retrace my steps and wipe them away
In the interstice of joy and fear
I am reaching out to anyone who can hear
So look up, look up! And don't go under
Don't leave this all behind...
Don't let your mind be plundered
I'm grapes, I'm sour
I'm the world we are all tumbling down on
I'm the force that evaporates water
I'm the sky going clear
I'm you drowning in my sea of words
I'm here, and that's all there's to it
I will go, I will do, I will live and I will be
When it escapes the body
And the daze starts to wear off
Cleansing the path for good
In a burst of light
Burning so bright
Changing the mood
A wave..?
Wave..
Wave...
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2. |
Aletheia
03:07
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ALETHEIA
Diametrically different views on who I am meant to be
Deterritorialized within my eyes, following lines of flight
To follow Eris through her discordian ways?
Or Aneris in an orderly uncovering of Dasein?
Bathed and baptized in the Lethe - a forced forgetfulness
Curiosity seems to be in conflict with memory
Through an eternal return I will become the essence of time - es muss sein!
This unconcealedness revealing souls that throng the flood
My sense of Self gets compromised by Ameles Potamos
Bathed and baptized in the Lethe - a forced forgetfulness
I must forget, to be reborn
I must forget, to be reborn
I must forget, to be reborn
I must forget, to be reborn
In an eternal return
Forget
Reborn
Eternal
Return
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3. |
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THE HISTORY OF YOUR FUTURE
I am filling the blanks
Creating all of your dreams
I am writing your novel
You'll die like spit in a swallow
Three seconds of frenzied fear
Five moments of absolute joy
Seven seeds - rotten grain
When will you sow the reasons of pain?
Pieces of feces keep pushing out
Screaming with pain -you're dying so loud
Nothing you will do in life will ever turn out right
I am filling the blanks
Creating all of your dreams
I am writing your novel
You'll die like spit in a swallow
Three seconds of frenzied fear
Five moments of absolute joy
Seven seeds - rotten grain
When will you sow the reasons of pain?
Pieces of feces keep pushing out
Screaming with pain -you're dying so loud
Nothing you will do in life will ever turn out right
You smile...
You laugh
You run...
You obey
We'll live longer than you...
Pieces of feces keep pushing out
Screaming with pain -you're dying so loud
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4. |
16 Days
03:55
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16 DAYS
She gave me 16 days
To access my hidden mind
It's teaching me
Breaking me
Deconstructing me
Building me anew
I found a form of true protection
It's in the tearing me down
To hell with false ideas of manhood
I’ll drag my pride through the mud
It's teaching me
Breaking me
Deconstructing me
Building me anew
She gave me 16 days
To assess my hidden mind
Commemorate the Sisters Mirabal
Fuck you and your patriarchy...
Fuck you and your patriarchy!
She gave me 16 days
To access my hidden mind
She gave me 16 days
To lay bare my humanity
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5. |
Three Times the Road
04:06
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THREE TIMES THE ROAD
Three times the road again
A different destination every time
Three times the road again
I keep and keep and keep passing by
The gas station, the gas station
Where the air is filled with gasoline fumes
And petrol power is taking me over
Smoke of rubber, rubber rubber
When wheels don't turn, when wheels don't turn
Pull the plug -please don't go there
Murderers won't drive there...
Hide the axe
Three times the road again
A different destination every time
Three times the road again
I keep and keep and keep passing by
The gas station, the gas station
Where the air is filled with gasoline fumes
And petrol power is taking me over
Smoke of rubber, rubber rubber
Wheels don't turn, wheels don't turn
Pull the plug -please don't go there
Murderers, murderers...
Hide the axe and spill the poison
Love me...
Make love to me...
Love me there...
The gas station, the gas station
Where the air is filled with gasoline fumes
And petrol power is taking me over
Smoke of rubber, rubber rubber
Wheels don't turn, pull the plug
Wheels don't turn, pull the plug
I will hide the axe, if you will swallow my poison
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VAPOR (DANCING IN A STUPOR)
Line...
... of flight
Occasionally, when I look into my eyes...
I feel forlorn in a fog of absence
Always give evasive answers
Keeping paths a clear runway
Since I'm fuckin' running all the time
But what from and where to?
Has this become my standard MO?
My inner compass seems shattered
Now I dance around on Bullshit Boulevard
Occasionally, when I look into her eyes...
I simply keep longing for Sleep
When emeralds green reach down so deep
Transmutation of inner opposites
I'm paralyzed within a dance
I'm cloaked and soaked in raindrops
Billowing volatile puffs of steam
Nebulous visions: a prism
A nomad, traversing the in-between
Each of us
is several
and therefore
quite a crowd
Aided
Inspired
Becoming
Multiplied
Aided
Inspired
Becoming
Multiplied
Lines...
...of flight!
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Kitty Hawk Amsterdam, Netherlands
Kitty Hawk is an Amsterdam based foursome playing thrashing alternative rock with a hardcore punk attitude. Terrorpop, so to
speak.
Founded in 2016 they have released the 6 song ep 'Lines of Flight' in 2018. In 2023 they released the EPs 'Interstitial' (April) and 'Frictional', following both more polished and more intense avenues.
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