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White Noise
05:05
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Going down a snowy slope
Even though I cannot ski
Makes me the best man in the world
But it doesn't let me sleep
Like bees in a hive the thoughts torpedo my mind
Still getting in my way
And if all goes well I'll be able to tell
How sweet crushed diamonds smell
Ice
Burning through my brain again
Blood flowing fast in my veins
Blissfully drifting away
Blissfully drifting
Ice
Starts the white noise in my head
Buzzing and heavy as lead
Blissfully floating away
Blissfully floating
Going up and staying high
In the corner of my mind
Going faster than anyone
Leaving all of you behind
Going up and staying high
Going faster than anyone
Like bees in a hive the thoughts torpedo my mind
Still getting in my way
And if all goes well I'll be able to tell
How sweet crushed diamonds smell
Ice…
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Nuclear Sky
06:45
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The usurper king sits in his throne
His power held by force alone
As it may seem he's turning blind
With too much heaven on his mind
Wherever he looks he sees a foe
With eyes everywhere there's nowhere to go
The crown that he wears is made of tin
He knows not who fights, so how can he win?
A flash of light no one'll remember
The world of fire has turned to ember
There is one thing that you just can't deny
There is no heaven above the nuclear sky
When all is set ablaze
Who'll be singing his praise?
When all is set ablaze
Who'll be left?...
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Disenchanted by your own fairytale
Disregarded by your own fairyland
You tried so hard to mend your wicked ways
Still you're so bitter after all of these years
So no one told you no one mourns the wicked
That no one cries when they are dead and gone
No one feels sorry for the ones who wronged them
And no one actually roots for the villain
Despite you always trying to make me fail
Despite you undermining what comes after my name
Despite you always trying to make me fail
I'll stand my ground
There's no way you can touch or hurt me anymore
Not after all the things we've been through before
With all of your efforts you want me to fall
But if I'm going down I'm taking you with me
You're going down with me
No one mourns the wicked
No one cries they won't return
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All Art Is Useless
07:36
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To drift through every passion until my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all winds play
Is it for this I have given away
Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?
Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll
Scribbled over some boyish holiday
With idle songs for pipe and virelay
Which do nothing but mar the secret of whole
Art is perfection within not outside
Art only shows nature's lack of design
Through art (art only!) can we define
Everything else that we've ever become
We live in the gutter, but still watch the stars
We reach our perfection solely through art
The point of it all though, no matter how cruel it seems
Is stating the obvious - all art is useless
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Antūmbra Szczecin, Poland
Antūmbra is a musical journey across the world of melodic psychedelia intertwined with heavy, dirty riffs. Every band member brings a different set of inspirations and values to the music, which as a result creates the mixture presented by us.
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