Soundtrack - entirely on instruments without a single sample - Arkadiusz 'fismoll' Glensk
Party vocal + word - in its entirety - Jędrzej 'Jatej' button
Mastering the idea, the camera and erection - together.
Text:
clouds are coming from the north
me half the night looking under
to shoot the moon with a sling
thou art dust and Ashes to dust
Hear my voice, because it is a voice straight from the heart
heart is a murderer, a silent killer
every one of us two, it's like a lonely ghost
even though I say a word among the hundred heads of dogs here in the rubble
turn and make the sacrifice and confess their faith
with the power of the Holy Trinity, my lyrical suicide
Santissima Trinidad, militants
good as cobra venom, our goal hecatomb
the infidels and their dogs wyszczekanych
paragraph one shot in the brain for rapists
beautiful second shot in the heart without a sensitive pulse.
clouds are coming from the north.
Now I'm standing frozen in the night on an empty beach.
break the silence as waves of falling boulders.
and gives blank shots in the direction of the waves that took away my soul to
squalls, or in an ecstatic trance
romantic devotion, cold cruelty, so I met
madness.
- - -
In the meantime, there are two fismollowe films that did not give advice to move here, but certainly the (then) throw. So we started the year. We started it two days ago. One was on the record, the second film.
Lots of guitar
energy in the light of residential garages.
lot of new experiences, and light. Much
ruptured blood vessels in the eye.
Many of us in this.
lot of longing.
lot of time.
But we are still not enough.
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