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barren earth
trees are falling
wasted lands
under yellow sky
rotting flies
on septic flesh
shades of grey
all green is gone
a wind is blowing
the air burns red
a mist of dust
a storm of ashes
a silence screaming
no voice to raise
a last breath taken
no soul to hear
and the ants still march on
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2. |
Boneyard Blues
05:20
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The unseen hand that wields the blade
That severs bodies from theirs souls
The ancient joints are worn by time
In restless motion cuts the twines
In Thousand miles of blackend waters
In streams where once live dwelt
The fingers combing through foul sludge
No soul to find no life to end
Deserted fields of once green meadows
Where bedlam gave away to peace
And throngs of creatures feared their god
Now trails of dust blow through the breece
The fist clenched tight, the dream dissolves
Impaled by light and crushed by shade
And drowned by silence ever rising
The strife for footing was in vain
And doubt creeps into thoughts and lingers
Infests ideas then souls decay
The boundless void inhales the warmth
A mindless feast on easy prey
Dragged away into darkness
Pulled down into the deep
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3. |
Giving Birth To A Planet
10:07
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Nothing moving a void unfilled
An empty mass is not yet spilled
The silence is deceptive still
Waiting for a storm to build.
If nothing moves, can time exist?1
No parts collide, stasis persists
Stagnation stems against the tide
The friction grows in space too wide
And light filled the sky
And life filled the world
And all that is living
Will fall back to the void
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4. |
Coyote Howling
06:04
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Trippozoid
05:02
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Feet buried in black soil
Head high in the wind
One hundred years standing
Time grinding my skin
A thousand tongues eating
Away at the sun
My lungs fill with light
I drink from the ground
Live off the earth
Drink from the sky
Exhale to give back
Feed from me when I die
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Sprout
07:49
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Aeons - melt away
waiting - here to stay
Buried - semen alive
Awaking - sprout's arrived
Growing - grab for the sun
Shaping - Becoming the one
Arousal - all boundaries gone
Blossom - a new life born
Aeons - melt away
Pilgrims - on their way
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7. |
Weiße Wänd
01:03
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Weisse Wänd und weisse Türn
Weisse Händ und weißes Hirn
Weiße Westn, weißer Wein
Weißer Schnee und weisser Schein
Weisse Haut und weisse Hoar
Weiße Zähnt und weisses Gschroar
Weiße Handschuach, weiße Fetzen
Weißes Rauschn, weisses Hetzn
Weisser Hengst und weisse Tauben
Weiße Ängst und weißer Glaubn
Weiße Wirscht und weißes Bier
Weißer Rauch und weisse Gier
Weisse Fleckn, weisses Göd
Weißer Zwerg und Weisse Wöd
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Little Hole Filled Austria
Founded '96 in Austria. Played shows all over the Mühlviertel in the early years. Stopped playing live due to living in
different parts of Austria, but never stopped rehearsing and writing songs.
After recording early demos, released 1st. official demo “Far Beyond The Horizon Of The Sun” in 2015.
Wrote more songs.
Recorded and released first album “And The Ants Still March On” in Oct. 2020.
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