DEEP_WEB

El volumen
Lo sonho
ton enfants, c'est deep
O Cancro, a vala, inflama
no flames

I was born to sink down in this net
while they think of a new way to drag
my soul as deeply as the ocean, because that
is a forbidden country without flags
deep-web
deep-web
drag me down
drag me down
end of the line does not exist
you need to miss the appointment you've missed
the mud stains your sick brain, dripping into drains
without pain
deep-web
deep-web
drag me down
cut me down

El volumen of shots
Lo sonho of drugs
ton enfants, c'est deep
O Cancro, a vala, inflama
no flames or fame

the drama, murder your children

fuck your pet, your fridge, your grandma

pay for guns, play with hackers
like the pain, rat-brain, no shame, no art

deep-web
deep-web
drag me down
black death

darkness is outside now like the porn and the moon
an afro prostitute eats horse shit for sex appeal
as a blue-eyed guy cuts his hairy cock with knife
and a blue metal bar fucks a puppy dog for boys watch
deep-web
deep-web
catch that
baby is sexy
...
The first part of the lyrics can be translated as 'the volum, the dream, your children, it's deep, the desease, the ditch ignites'

TECHNOphile

Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love...

the world is gonna be spinning 'round, around and around
Satellites will still send me info about you tonight
those screens glowing while everything falls to the ground
Please follow my steps all night and let your heart howl loudly

Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down

the world will be dark blue yet, just an Apple core
the faces of my civilization are scary like never before
I hear the squeals, the sound of the Big-Bang
give me energy, connect our wires and set my lens

Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down

Maybe they take our passion out
flying saucers recording movements now
looking for monsters in a crowd of them
'Cause of it Ziggy broke up his band...

Technophile
he said to me that he was
Technophile
he said to me that he was
was in love
Pretty handsome
you'll never want to freak out
Cocaine or dope
struggle not to let my feeling down...