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Colors
04:03
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Look down the stars
Belive in us
Concious of your work, protect with your arms
Till your holy knife, cross the line of our lives
True colors
Black-and- white
True colors
HQ security
Trademark reserved
You are performer, artist leading mass
Your art is recondite, we don’t catch but trust
We have limitations
Based on archetype
We are imitation
Holy godlike kind
Show us the track
On the seas of stars
Point the place, lead our steps, this is the time
Both the hell and paradise under vacuum skies
True colors
Black-and- white
True colors
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2. |
Crush the Moon
04:33
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Renegades and useless scum
Come on, enjoy the rape
For the love of god, for those who set you
Aside the world
Hordes of luna spill the blood over golden tomb
Holy man in Clermont preached
Crush the Moon
Bastards and devil’s kind
Tamed by Roman hand
Jerusalem burns, holy fiery torch
Tribes of war assassinate howling wolfs of god
Hordes of luna spill the blood over golden tomb
Holy man in Clermont preached
Crush the Moon
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3. |
Migration Cult
03:31
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Wasted ages of connception
To convert wine into blood
Alchemy of folded hands
Misteriuos rites to praise the lamb
Like nails
Pierce the flesh
Like thorns cage the mind
Giving war you're taking peace
Leave tradition
Reach the space
Beyond here and beyond now
Above the cross on your forehead
Marching far south from Eden
There is still something what push us on
Missing primal fixations
Will we abandon the code
The Holy Fuck
Like nails
Pierce the flesh
Like thorns cage the mind
Giving war you're taking peace
Leave tradition
Reach the space
Beyond here and beyond now
Above the cross on your forehead
Mirrorlike story
In recent form
Neverending research
Migrtion cult
Like nails
Pierce the flesh
Like thorns cage the mind
Giving war you're taking peace
Leave tradition
Reach the space
Beyond here and beyond now
Above the cross on your forehead
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5. |
Trust
04:09
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Doorway – mist and dust
Expect the unexpected
Empty glass – newborn child
Target detected
Strange rites to scare the mind
Don’t even try to catch that
Your mother drowns in grief
When you stand against her
Trust – The only way you’ve got
Trust – Drug for masses
Trust – Ring your bells
Trust – Go look for Eden
Another defence line
Is falling into ruin
The last riot expires
No more courage to do it
Reptiles spit with bans
Pictures are changing fast
Old man regrets his life
Exit – mist and dust
Trust – The only way you’ve got
Trust – Drug for masses
Trust – Ring your bells
Trust – Go look for Eden
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6. |
Generation Anthem
03:45
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Virus comes as far as promised land
Ironic blow in self-respect of man
Germ of noise and negation
Brings degeneration
Gives an inspiration
To terrorize
Dethrone your masters
Set up new rules to reign
Tread on their order
Feed on the chaos you spread
Take what’s yours, ignore doubts
It’s paradise of parasites
Profit by education
Sound of generation
Though better days
Belong to the past
Dethrone your masters
Set up new rules to reign
Tread on their order
Feed on the chaos you spread
Generation recovered
No whip – no dread
Generation - titan wave
There’s world to take
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7. |
Piss & Laugh
04:24
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Once more in the place we were born again
Once more in time we shared
Deny the cross again
Have fun in casting spells
There is no game between us
Black metal cup is yours
Olympic games of noise and raor
Piss & laugh
You estimate my sound and taste
Set a price on my head
Holy wars for unholy rules
Serious thrill for unserious fools
There is no game between us
Black metal cup is yours
Olympic games of noise and raor
Piss & laugh
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8. |
Locust Follows Word
03:48
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Western wind
Carries the stench
Of disillusion
Of revolution
Thrustworthy mouth
Is open wide
For flag
For the nation
Red of blood
Black of smoke
White more than stars
Locust follows word
Monstrous iron worms
Feeding on fire
And flash
Choke the ground
March against the dawn
East from nest of crow
Days of hunger
Lions hunt
Red of blood
Black of smoke
White more than stars
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9. |
Magister Figurae Morte
04:32
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The perfect form
Mellow substance
Than alternation
Chaos
Workshop of god
Center of procreation
Vision
And matter collides
In glory of new work
Master
Father of shape
Unreachable inspiration
Magic
Secrets of craft
Appears so vulgar now
Wonder
Pattern copied
Structure is annalysed
Senses
Sharp as a knife
Infinity is shrinking
Eden
Created on your own
The place for gods, for us
Is this the time for us to give new life?
Master
Is proud of us
Admires our style
Genius
Nature morte
The perfect uncommon state
Jealous
Impatient
Takin’ his chisel again
Death
Deconstruction
These are things to imitate
Is this the time for us to give new life?
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10. |
The Arsonist
06:18
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Fill chalice with fire
Third of the brothers, wolfmother’s son
Dance with the blade
Impudent flame, the arsonist
All for you
Prosperity
In madness
Power and fame
Burning lust
Pyromania
Fire walk with us!
Drink for New Roma
Buried in ashes fish cannot breathe
Smell gasoline
Malicious flame, the arsonist
All for you
Prosperity
In madness
Power and fame
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MROME Andrychów, Poland
We are here in New Roma to say FUCK YOU to messengers of dread and obedience.
Born in 1995,
dead in 2002 and evoked in 2009 MROME is entirely a studio project focused on creative process and concepts behind the music, lyrics and graphics. We are not a touring band. We are not interested in promoting band by lame photo sessions and social media.
We reap the harvest on scorched soil.
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