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Demo Oto​ñ​o '22

by rpg'97

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1.
Black autumn fleece in an auditorium Red like chilly november evening Redroom spike Redroom fleece Body heat Transfer through Formless touch Greenroom fire Your lips are beyond words, take me to that liminal space A single fragment in time is so fucking entrancing Pulsing frames Pulse your wrist in my hand
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Face, the mask, you know it well. Can't show, can't tell. Your own hell. Consume, consume, consume... Consume the home, you'll never know. All alone. You'll never grow. All along, all alone, not anymore, take your vow. Beneath the mask, last surprise. Beneath the mask, life will change. Time to make history Your persona, grows beneath the mask Wake up, get up, get out there. Your vow.
3.
Letters to me head They spell "help me fix" Disconnecting fractures Let them disappear Bring me back I'll say it again I'm never at fault The joke is on you Character, so predictable in everything, That you do, I see right through. In moments true to you, you do too. So, quit acting cruel. With these rituals that you do... And unfold the pulse patterns that remind me of myself Back then I had my crystal hands Your bind is everything I hate to see Your mind is everything I never want to be Shattered ego When I finally say no Binding chokehold, this role Just let me go No longer will I ask for permission This is killing, killing me No longer will I ask for permission This is killing, killing everything, everywhere, all at once.
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Suspended in time It's 3am in the Apple Suspended in time Too busy being shell shocked. Suspended in time A noose around a clock Suspended in time As the mariners rime Can't be the only one who still needs this crutch. Too prideful to admit as much. Nothing like a chip on my shoulder Got an albatross round my neck. This life is but a Midas touch Our souls aren't for you to hunt. Suspended everything is upended Upended chaos so dependent Dependent, I have di-dissented Living in re-resentment I'm suspended in time.
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recorded october 2022 in mexico city

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released November 8, 2022

Adrián Bolaños - drums
Theophiloz ZX - guitar/vox
Damián Antón - guitar/vox
Crhistopher "Criko" Calzada- bass

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