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		<title>Aardvarks &#8211; Profondo Rosso</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:12:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A-Harfi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Forming fantasies of hate
with pure demise
cause in her eyes
there&#8217;s no disguise
an open gate
Although the mirror bears the sign
truth passes by
unseen for days
the victim prays
Kept inside for all those years
the strangled dreams she dreamt
the unflown tears
suppressing fears
bringing death to mortal life
the soul to please
to reach release
Stabbing knife and smashing head
boiling face and eyes of dead
while the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Forming fantasies of hate<br />
with pure demise<br />
cause in her eyes<br />
there&#8217;s no disguise<br />
an open gate<br />
Although the mirror bears the sign<br />
truth passes by<br />
unseen for days<br />
the victim prays</p>
<p>Kept inside for all those years<br />
the strangled dreams she dreamt<br />
the unflown tears<br />
suppressing fears<br />
bringing death to mortal life<br />
the soul to please<br />
to reach release</p>
<p>Stabbing knife and smashing head<br />
boiling face and eyes of dead<br />
while the blood is running red</p>
<p>Breeding thoughts and stunning greed<br />
licking wounds until they bleed<br />
all those needs to feed</p>
<p>Life is hasting towards death<br />
all that is left<br />
is just a bitter taste of all the waste<br />
You can&#8217;t change the speed of time<br />
You cannot change the speed of time</p>
<p>Stabbing knife and smashing head<br />
boiling face and eyes of dead<br />
while the blood is running red</p>
<p>Breeding thoughts and stunning greed<br />
licking wounds until they bleed<br />
all those needs to feed</p>
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		<title>Aardvarks &#8211; Merry Go Round</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:12:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A-Harfi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aardvarks]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Living in blind superstition
fearing malignant unknown
former believe old tradition
faces behind the mask
tribute to natures renewal
wishing for better times
it used to make sense to our fathers
but what is its sense today
repulse the frost
dispell your sorrow
welcome the spring
drink untill you smile
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round
merry-go-round, merry going round
It&#8217;s time that I put on my make up
I won&#8217;t be myself for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Living in blind superstition<br />
fearing malignant unknown<br />
former believe old tradition<br />
faces behind the mask<br />
tribute to natures renewal<br />
wishing for better times<br />
it used to make sense to our fathers<br />
but what is its sense today</p>
<p>repulse the frost<br />
dispell your sorrow<br />
welcome the spring<br />
drink untill you smile</p>
<p>Merry-go-round, merry-go-round<br />
merry-go-round, merry going round</p>
<p>It&#8217;s time that I put on my make up<br />
I won&#8217;t be myself for tonight<br />
I tell the clown in me to wake up<br />
if he won&#8217;t I drink to smile</p>
<p>repulse the frost<br />
dispell your sorrow<br />
welcome the spring<br />
drink until you smile</p>
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		<title>Aardvarks &#8211; Meat</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:11:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A-Harfi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aardvarks]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Scanning the crowd for a beauty
My vision&#8217;s prepared by my lust
my senses are searching for signs
the only thing that I can trust
The scent of musk fills my nose
Hot eyes staring deep into mine
the steaming curves of her flesh
hit me right into my spine
Roaming through alleys in darkness
in search for pulsing blood
the smell of the living [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Scanning the crowd for a beauty<br />
My vision&#8217;s prepared by my lust<br />
my senses are searching for signs<br />
the only thing that I can trust<br />
The scent of musk fills my nose<br />
Hot eyes staring deep into mine<br />
the steaming curves of her flesh<br />
hit me right into my spine</p>
<p>Roaming through alleys in darkness<br />
in search for pulsing blood<br />
the smell of the living surrounds me<br />
exciting my undead heart<br />
The centuries building my memory<br />
are wiped away by my greed<br />
in the face of my paralysed prey<br />
my cold brain is sceaming for meat</p>
<p>Meat to feed my body<br />
Blood to fill my vein<br />
Carnal need corrupts control<br />
just to keep me sane<br />
Meat to cause existance<br />
Flesh to please my soul<br />
Carnal greed reflects the hunger<br />
that I can&#8217;t control</p>
<p>Feeling the hunger inside me<br />
wakening savage desire<br />
grabbing the fat-dripping pieces<br />
roasted on hot glowing fire<br />
biting and chewing the lumps<br />
swallowing what used to live<br />
achieving the sweet satisfaction<br />
a well-filled stomache can give</p>
<p>Meat to feed my body<br />
Blood to fill my vein<br />
Carnal need corrupts control<br />
just to keep me sane<br />
Meat to cause existance<br />
Flesh to please my soul<br />
Carnal greed enjoys the hunger<br />
that I won&#8217;t control</p>
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		<title>Aardvarks &#8211; Late Onus</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:11:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A-Harfi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aardvarks]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Talk
scream to my dreaming but trembling mind
Break
slumbering thoughts that I suddenly find
Waken
invisible memories breaking the seal
Caught
inbetween feelings that noone can heal
Drive in me
dive in me
deep in my brain all these malevolent forces
arise in me
I&#8217;m thinking back to find the truth
the cause is burried in my mind
I&#8217;m digging for it in my youth
I&#8217;m hoping that I&#8217;ll [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Talk<br />
scream to my dreaming but trembling mind<br />
Break<br />
slumbering thoughts that I suddenly find<br />
Waken<br />
invisible memories breaking the seal<br />
Caught<br />
inbetween feelings that noone can heal</p>
<p>Drive in me<br />
dive in me<br />
deep in my brain all these malevolent forces<br />
arise in me</p>
<p>I&#8217;m thinking back to find the truth<br />
the cause is burried in my mind<br />
I&#8217;m digging for it in my youth<br />
I&#8217;m hoping that I&#8217;ll never find</p>
<p>Pain<br />
faning the flames of the selfhate in me<br />
Help<br />
searching for details that I cannot see<br />
Yearning<br />
knawing and languishing greed for release<br />
Kept<br />
constantly held by this glowing disease</p>
<p>I&#8217;m thinking back to find the truth&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Aardvarks &#8211; Homeless</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 00:11:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A-Harfi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Aardvarks]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Silent rejection
whenever you see my face
but deep inside
your glances burn
liquid release
is running down my throat
deceitful warmth
fullfills my bones
No place to rest, no home to stay
no life to live, no role to play
the fear of living day by day
No god exists that I can pray
society that I obey
the poison leads me to decay
Forging my will
to stand [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Silent rejection<br />
whenever you see my face<br />
but deep inside<br />
your glances burn<br />
liquid release<br />
is running down my throat<br />
deceitful warmth<br />
fullfills my bones</p>
<p>No place to rest, no home to stay<br />
no life to live, no role to play<br />
the fear of living day by day</p>
<p>No god exists that I can pray<br />
society that I obey<br />
the poison leads me to decay</p>
<p>Forging my will<br />
to stand this test of time<br />
throughout the land<br />
search for my fate<br />
sometimes I feel<br />
ephemeral hope in me rising but<br />
expect my aim<br />
beyond the wall</p>
<p>No place to rest, no home to stay<br />
no voice to hear, no word to say<br />
all colors fading into grey</p>
<p>No god exists that I can pray<br />
I can&#8217;t afford the price to pay<br />
my low existance goes its way</p>
<p>Homeless<br />
homeless<br />
a destiny right between your eyes.</p>
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