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Sailing As A Saint
04:03
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1. Sailing As A Saint
I was sailing across the sea
That made me look like a saint
I was sailing across the breeze
which now I'm condemned to exhale
Yet I was alive proud and wild
In that rotting rotting sea
My tears got cold
I was almost blind
That made me look like a saint
When breath became air
I put out my hand
And touched the face of God
Across the fog
Tell me if there's fury in your eyes
Well I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid
And never was in my life
Faith made me look one hundred years
Older than I was
For my curse condemned me to
Sail across the sea
Yet I'm alive I'm proud and I'm wild
In this rotting rotting sea
My tears got cold but I'm still on your side
That makes me look like a saint
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2. |
No Man Is Poetry
01:53
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2. No Man Is Poetry
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
It's what they say when you're not feeling fine
It's all they say when you're not feeling fine
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
It's what they say when you're holding a knife
It's all they say when you're holding a knife
I am the poet of the body
I am the poet of the tongue
Smile!
Don't you see your lover is coming?
Smile!
Don't you see your lover is gone?
I am the poet who sings the misery
And the pleasures of this murderous soil
Smile!
Don't you see your brother is suffering?
Smile!
Don't you see your brother is gone?
I am the poet who sings filthiness
And the voices of sex
Don't see clouds are shading your face?
Don't you see shame is shading your face?
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3. |
For Humanity To Rest
05:53
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3. For Humanity To Rest
Sitting on a chair and staring at hell
The world is hell but we've built our own shell
And all the saints have left for somewhere else
And all the saints have left for somewhere else
For sure I know I'll bring you down
I'll bring you deeper than the core of a desert planet
But forever is the soul
And I love you too much to even think that life could end
I would come again to earth to embrace you once again
And I know my words sound crazy but you're all that I have
And I know my words sound crazy but you're all that I have
Sun so shining it shall be you
Nature so cruel it shall be you
Whatever goes to the core of me it shall be you
I'm glad that I met you in my early youth
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4. |
Heaven Will Rescue Us
04:07
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4. Heaven Will Rescue Us
I was the sword that cut fear
I was nothing
I was the anguish
I was the wind hidden in the sky
The moon behind the air
You dance in me
You make me come
There are still things that make me cry and you're one of those
We made it through
Were never weak
Unlike human beings
With our golden wings
We'll twirl like leaves
Have no fear
Heaven will rescue us we're the scum we're in the sun
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5. |
Fevers For Believers
04:10
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5. Fevers For Believers
Where are all your saints now?
Where are all your ideals?
Hold my hand and put that rifle down
You got nothing to fear
Where are all your saints now?
Now that you ended here
Bite my tongue and from my cunt you'll rise
You got nothing to fear
Where are all your saints now?
Where are all your ideals?
Hold my hand and put that rifle down
You got nothing to fear
Where are all your saints now?
Where are all your betrayals?
Spread my legs you'll be born again
You got nothing to fear
Where are all your saints now?
Now that you ended here
Bite my tongue and from my cunt you'll rise
You got nothing to fear
Where are all your saints now?
Where are all your ideals?
Bite my tongue and from my cunt you'll shine
You got nothing to fear
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6. |
Rossella In Badlands
05:35
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6. Rossella In Badlands
When I grab my shadow I vanish
A bird whispering in a devilish way
You'd better leave darling
This hammer in my hand feels so right
Tell me a story baby
As long as it's not going to be about you and I
I want to hear about your curse
I can keep secrets
'Cause evil rests in the soul of every man
I want to hear about your curse
I want to hear about your scars
I want to hear about the time you got killed
But you were not dead at all
I want to hear about them all
The guys you murdered
Were they feeble?
Were they weak?
Tell me a story baby
Now that you left for somewhere faraway
You lousy bastard you smart ass
Headed to a better place
But I'm still here fighting
Among heroes and junkies
Rossella in badlands
What a heavy burden she bears
Oh Rossella I loved you so
The touch of your hand was so cold
And killers and gypsies running after you
Your gun so bold inside your boot
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7. |
Wind Unseen Force
04:05
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7. Wind Unseen Force
We're on earth
To pursue some hollow goals
People say cruel things
People pursue hollow goals
But me I've never been
More connected to the land
To myself
To these surfaces covered in grime
The bliss I lived in was no gift
And that was no fault of mine
The day I saw myself in your eyes
Your eyes showed me some recognition
That all of it might be self-deception
Your eyes were glowing
What a wonderful day to be alive
What a wonderful day to waste so much time on you
The day I fled home
For a less generous land
Among many less generous lands
Populated by beings
That being raised in squalor
Reject squalid things
But my mood didn't brighten
Not for a while
Nor even the time you dried off my sweat
With your breath
Not even the time a sinister noise awakened a thunder
Wind! Yes you unseen force
I keep moving drawn by you
Drawn and pushed and unhampered
All that insanity had gotten to me
To the weakest part of me
My eyes were glowing
Amid all that insanity
Amid all that failure
Amid that senseless strain
Amid that tragedy
Amid that energy
Amid that sanctity
Amid that insanity
Not a thing left to despise
What a wonderful day to be alive
What a wonderful day to waste so much time on you
What a wonderful day to be alive
What a wonderful day to waste so much time on you
Above all I know myself
I know myself
I've known myself
I'd rather be free
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8. |
Evil Does That Thing
05:56
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8. Evil Does That Thing
Neither young nor old
And my limbs don't hurt anymore
Since I'm stuck in here
Don't you see I'm fucked up and in fear?
Jesus come and save me
From my inmate friends
Black is my soul
Staring at the wall
Jesus come and save (Jesus come and save me!)
'Cause I need your arms around me
Jesus come and save (Jesus come and save me!)
And if you come bring a beer
In life
It's like
You never win or gain
Anything except for a drain
But Jesus will come and save me (Jesus will come and save me!)
From my cramps and from my shivering
Jesus will come and save me (Jesus will come and save me!)
Because life here smells like shit
Jesus come and save me
I need ya around me
Jesus come and save me
And if you come bring a beer
Uh what about thinking
Of me while I'm stuck in here?
Black is my soul
Staring at the wall
What do I miss most?
Dope, sex and
What's left?
Jesus come and save (Jesus come and save me!)
I know you will
Jesus come and save (Jesus come and save me!)
There's no one around me I can kill
Jesus come and save (Jesus come and save me!)
And if you don't
If you don't come and save me
You're a bastard son
Jesus come and save me!
Because life here smells like shit
Jesus come and save me!
'Cause I'm stuck in here
Is there a way out?
I don't know
What I know for sure is that
In life
It's like
You never win or gain
Anything except for pain
But Jesus will come and save me (Jesus will come and save me)
From my cramps and from my shivering
Jesus come and save me
And if you come bring me a beer
Is there a way out?
I don't know
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SNEERS. Rome, Italy
SNEERS. are M.G Blaankart and Leonardo O. Stefenelli. They formed in Berlin and are currently based in
Italy.
Thank you for listening to our music. Hope you find it soul-uplifting.
All digital sales go directly to SNEERS. so you are funding every future recordings of ours. Thank you for your love and support
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