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Pyre
07:51
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Feed the fire, keep it fed
Or the night will strike your head
Feed the fire, keep it fed
Or the night will bring the dread
One day a match scared the night
A legend swelled among the sooty men
And it never came back. Until
Oh, this guarding tree seems so nice
And what a cool mattress of grass
Look in the sky, what a beautiful…
Until the fantasy trip of a dancing shadow
Numb and stunned face staring
At now cold and ominous steres
Someone just did something bloody stupid
Some long and worrisome days rise
But no revenge from the revived night
For a torn and reviled rite
What has been told to us?
Is “us” dead?
A prophet stood up from the artless crowd
Something had burnt their eyes and blurred their minds
But he would open the blinds
Yeah Jack, the holy crackling has no reason to be?
So, you just cracked the core mystery? Sure
But Jack, aren’t you the one who’s cracked?
Feed the fire, keep it fed
Or the night will strike your head
Feed the fire, keep it fed
Or the night will bring the dread
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Quest of silence
03:40
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There was a sir full of tales to forget
Far away from the crowded walls
High on a mountain, high he’s feeling free
Until some new comers came across his peace
Damn, I can’t stay still
This is my mountain they’re trying to steal
And the sheep were gone
And the water went missing
And a kid disappeared
Like a curse to fear
Damn, we can’t stay still
This is the Devil playing on our hill
He went down to the village
To bring back the kid
And found the tribe gathered
Talking about the flea
Realizing then that soon alone he would be
He showed up with the kid
To the fellow men
That listened carefully
He said: Men, you don’t have to leave
I know this mountain, this is where I live
I’ve seen the Devil, he needs a small fee
One day per week you shall
Rest in peace
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Sunday
01:44
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Let ‘s play some tunes
We can’t, it’s Sunday
Oh yeah that’s true
But you know what ?
There’s no Devil, I made it out
Really ? Ok, let’s check this out
The tribe went mad,
They broke in the house
And beat him up so Jack ran out
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Mission
06:18
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Can’t wait for a better cover, I got to cross the rain
And find someone who’ll help
If I run, I’ll manage
It’s far too late to play it safe
Mousquetaires, that’s a holy quest
The road is clear, no crowd to shove through
The speed is unwinding
A silent and dark blue space
Surrounding the glittering bowling lane
Dude, this is a cool mission
Let’s slow down the pace, a little, to catch my breath
It’s getting late, but
A wet concert of splashing lights is playing right ahead
What a soothing sight, no viewers to spoil this stroll
What was I going? Gonna get back to it… in 5 little seconds
They’re off, I’m out, it’s cold and wet
Is this hailing on me?
Ain’t no one to stop this threat?
It’ll take me hours to get over there
This is hell of a mission
The rains had stopped
Thanks for help
I am back on tracks
Soon is the end
And that’s the final straight
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Bateau
03:54
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Drinking wine all the time
Singing loud, jokes, pride
And that feels all right
Drinking rum all night long
Chugging beer, wine, gin
All the whisky’s mine
Everything is mine
He stole the juice under his arm
Up the mast, real fast
He’s very high
Captain, can we have some?
“Sure, I’m on my way!”
Let’s drink all the whisky
Where is the captain?
We’ve lost the captain
Wet is the captain
Drinking wine all the time
Singing loud, jokes, pride
And that feels all right
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