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Wolves In Paris
03:28
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Living beings
Crawling for gold
Sick and desperate
They haunt this land
Leaving their souls
Selling their minds
And their nature
They trust the tall
The wolves came from the forest
Remind to men where they dwell
Our salvagery
Slowly disappeared
We became
Lifeless shells
We're just blind slaves
Full of illusions
Deny our fate
Ignore the unknown
Fire, around us
Turning, to ashes
Our beauty, their beauty
For gold, and power
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Stifling world made of clones
Material is their master
Their voices are crushing
Possession is their wealth
These fakes are unbearable
Escape from their words
It's a need, a feel in my own
I'll deliver myself
The last shelter in the world
Remember who you are
Care of your mind
Break free
Melt these golden chains
They attract you to the bottom
This world is sinking
Into an oil spill
Repressed by its abuse
Drowned by its mistakes
I need to find who I am
Recover my instinct
Free myself under the sky
Rain fading my chains
My eyes wide open
I found my peace
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Our Illness
03:17
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Weakness of our souls
Dark bloody wound
We're lost preys pretending to hunt
We choose the wrong path
Slaves of ideas
Rejecting, denying
Difference and reason
For poisoned lies
Our illness is destroying all of us
We seek power without our mind
We consciously burn the Earth
And idolize pain and destruction
We remain deaf and blind
And still we're chained
Our illness is burning everything
We seek glory without our heart
Now we die by our brothers' hands
Enslaved and guilty
Who can heal our illness ?
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Between Andaman and Bengal Sea
Stands this everlasting light
Beyond the smoke and the blind
Among the trees and the living
They the guardians of what we keep destroying
Won't let us spread our madness
Any attempt to destroy their home
Is severely punished by death
The Sentinelese are watching
Defending their cradle as we should
60,000 years of respect
They're conscious of their debt
But they keep hearing their mother crying
A heartbreaking complain
Piercing their hearts, attacking their souls
Waves of anger crashing against them
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Krōdha Angers, France
Krōdha is an Alternative Progressive metal band from Angers (France).
Chris Antier
(Bass)
Édouard Britsch (Drums)
Hugo Fouassier (Guitar, Vocals)
Thibaud Bouteiller (Guitar)
Photos by Candice Le Dréau.
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