Stolen Pictures
2024
- Release date: Oct-26 2024
- Genres: Progressive Metal
- Guitars: Ariel Bellizio
- Drums: Alejandro López
- Bass Guitar: Juan Manuel López
- Keyboards: Marcelo Malmierca
- Vocals: Renzo Favaro
Un disco anormal, que no se puede dividir más que por sí mismo.
Lyrics
Milky moon glows tender.
See you dance through the candles.
And the world just splits in darkness.
And the coldness burns inside me.
Maybe my time is through.
Don’t say my time is through.
Because…
You’re killing me for fun.
Betray, reveal the secret sign.
Accept, absorb, the skin, the sound.
Betray, reveal the secret side.
Accept, absorb, the skin, the sound
I want out, I’m spinning
but your breath rules my backbone.
Wanna see how I feel about it?
Wanna taste how you feel about it.
Maybe my time is through.
Don’t say my time is through.
Because…
You’re killing me for fun
Betray, reveal the secret sign.
Accept, absorb, the skin, the sound.
Absorb the sound.
I am a black box, the vicious game you love
Wearing my black coat.
The mechanic lord.
And no more sound.
And no more sound to give.
You said make no more sound
Too many ways still left to try.
So much nature, round and round.
Too many ways to get me high.
So much nature and no more sound to give.
Alive, he’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive
and he’s holding on.
Alive, he’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive
Are you holding on?
Lies, always wrapped in paper cells.
I’m looking for the word. why?
(But I don’t belive) If you don’t believe
I’ll show you more than you need.
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell me what you’ve seen so far
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell how to pray. (Just let me be)
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell me what it feels to be
(Watch me fall into the storm)
Alive, he’s alive, he’s alive, he’s alive
and he’s holding on.
Hey, yeah! Cosmic kite, match ain’t over.
You earned your right, go and fly away.
Hey, yeah! Golden boy, don’t think over.
It’s alright, redefine the rainbow’s gold.
God’s greatest failure.
The perfect sinner.
No one can resist.
One rusty angel painted under skins
flies over the greenfields.
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell me what you’ve seen so far
(there’s nobody I know)
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell how to pray. (Just let me be)
‘Take you to the top, top’
Tell me what it feels to be
Hold your breath some more
You’ll be home sweet home
Many more lives to live
Live them your own way
Hey, yeah! Golden boy, don’t think over
‘cause it’s alright to fly away.
Hey you, behind the tears.
I want you to know
that I feel I’m breaking down.
Let go and say no more.
I’ve been trying hard.
Staring at the moon.
Keep your eyes from windows closed
and I’ll ride the wind and go.
If you can’t see me,
then you don’t need me.
You don’t need a reason why.
Try, try.
Don´t disturb me while I fly.
They say this never ends well.
Get your share, clean your hands, hit the light.
All blows up, no exception.
And when the scene leads nowhere
find the way, change your face, fade away…
Fade away…
As the night breaks your back,
breeze of dawn reach your lips.
A step down is still a step for you to learn.
And on, and on, and on, and on.
And on, and on, and on.
I love the chemical rainbows
and the tears of the sun
sparkling on the red wine.
You have to look in the cat eye.
You will see, you’ll be wild.
The carrot man arrives.
Papapapapa.
Nasty flower, bleeding sin.
Now the beds are shaking
on one man’s hell.
All the deals on sealed light are
burning out on powder.
You won’t be scared.
The jar is boiling in nectar.
Do you see? Did you find
the flashing bees at night?
The rattlesnake it’s in my house.
Badabín badabón.
It always moans at night.
And the leaf in the cup.
King of ants beating up.
Give me more.
Flee or fly.
Poor guy,
Elephant, elephant.
Enormous legs behind,
the scarecrow lift her face.
I’m laying down beside
the rusty soil I taste.
I’m burning up.
Hunting season in my house.
Don’t have to treat me so well.
You’re only wearing your make up.
You will be begging for air
Shake shake shake, head shake.
I love the chemical rainbows,
in the core of my eye
with laughing blinded fish girls.
The rabbit’s there on the back side.
Did you feel? Did you lie?
Your skins become so bright.
Gonna be the sunset light
burning down in silence
inside your cage.
Get the shovel, smell the sun,
make a bow and dance around.
And do it well.
Scarecrow makes a razzmatazz in a mini golf.
Rise your x ray vision
To dig my heart and soul.
Have your systems hungry
to keep me in control.
Hanging from a lightning
Keeping me out, keeping me out.
Keeping me out, out of nowhere.
‘I’ll trace your inner state of youth’.
‘Erase your demons with my tool’.
Purchase and feel the excitement.
Click your issues away.
Why stay sober?
Why stay sober?
Keeping me out, keeping me out.
Keeping me out, out of nowhere.
‘You will feel a little strange’.
‘You’ll love this easy living soon’
Shock the screen, wild fantasy.
And spend the night awaken.
Someone said ‘insanity’, ah.
Zillion bits providing
the sickness and the cure.
Nets of hate and judgement,
bullies in in white gloves.
Rise your x ray vision
Dig my heart and soul.
Have your systems hungry.
Keep me in control.
Could somebody help?
Running on the wall,
looking at the wall without door.
Could somebody help?
I’m running on the wall,
looking at the door without door.
Everything changes.
Falling in the wall,
looking in the wall without door.
Everything changes.
Lost in the mirror,
found and lost again.
I’m a cage in a bird inside a sugar cube.
I’m a chance in a bet waiting to become.
Could somebody help?
I’m running in the wall,
looking in the door without door.
Could somebody care?
Where are you?
Where the night has gone ?
A feeling dropping to lunch.
Where are you?
Where the night has gone?
Could somebody help?
I’m falling in the wall,
looking in the wall without door.
Mr. Rivers always staring from his spot,
hearing strangers saying ‘hi’.
He believes he gets everything.
What does he know?
Laughing, crying, hypnotized.
This shit burns him inside out.
Once he used to do anything
to sweep men away…
Forever gone…
There goes, once again, the woman in white
selling dreams from a plastic cup.
There’s a subtle change of attitude.
What a bitch getting old!
Bury it, just don’t let it grow inside.
Such a shock when he finds out.
It’s much simpler now he’s out of scene,
lying in the dark.
Dark as… as my soul, my soul…
One and single shot
Will be beautiful.
And he needs no know.
One and single shot
Will be beautiful.
There he has to be, to face judgment day.
The sight of me, in his blue eyes.
You piece of nothing, I have news.
Today I am if anyone, the hand of God.
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