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Intro
01:00
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Hundred Eyes
03:19
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We are Anonymous, we are Legion,
We do not forgive, we do not forget.
We are Anonymous, we are Legion,
We do not forgive, we do not forget.
Hundred eyes staring at you
Behind the walls, terror awaits,
Mass murderer of thousand faces
Fear the anonymous breed,
Headless, awaiting in greed,
Constantly growing unease,
Never lets you rest in peace.
We are Anonymous, We are Legion,
We do not forgive, We do not forget.
We are Anonymous, We are Legion,
Expect us, expect us
Hundred eyes, thousands minds, million lives, single crowd
Hundred eyes, thousands minds, million lives, single crowd
Walking under Hypnosis,
Aiming the same purpose.
Divine superconsciousness,
Creeping, spawned in darkness.
We are Anonymous, we are Legion,
We do not forgive, we do not forget.
We are Anonymous, we are Legion,
We do not forgive, we do not forget.
Hundred eyes staring at you
We are Anonymous,
We are Legion,
Expect us, expect us
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3. |
Ghost In The Closet
03:14
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Huge Closet, wooden door on it,
Evil things are lying there behind...
Your bed is your protection, don't let your hands out,
Awaiting the right moment, I am smelling your fright.
You see me every night, but you still have a doubt,
I seem to be in your head, until you turn off the light.
Until you turn off the light...
Ghost in the closet, I am your nightmare,
The only one to hear your prayer.
Ghost in the closet, I am your nemesis,
A dead asking for justice...
As darkness finally falls, I open up the door,
You know by heart that noise that you cannot ignore.
You're hiding under the sheets, but I can hear your breath,
Terror paralyses you, See me, I am Death.
Death...
Evil inside the walls of your room,
I am the great architect of your doom...
You're searching the light, but you cannot move,
Rationnal part of your mind can't approve.
Ghost in the closet, I am your nightmare,
The only one to hear your prayer.
Ghost in the closet, I am your nemesis,
A dead asking for justice...
Tiptoeing on your bed, you tremble upon me...
Come with me, another world you will see...
My cruelty and my will have no boundary...
Come with me, another world you will see...
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4. |
Arachno
03:16
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5. |
My Darkest Hour
03:37
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Dark – as night comes over the land,
I must quicken my pace to come back home.
Night – Time of all evil deeds,
Where wolves and bats feel free to roam.
I am the perfect prey,
Frail, awaiting my...
Death – will come when the sun goes down,
Fast as a heart attack.
Light – No longer reveals my path,
The forest becomes pitch-black.
I am the perfect prey,
Frail, awaiting my turn.
There is no use to pray...
I am running to escape night claws,
Treebeards, and wolves' jaws.
The species of the dark, behind my back,
I can't see where I am, night has swallowed the track.
The forest becomes the Evil's lair,
Wooden swords slice through the air,
Cries of the night, Rebirth of the dead,
Fear and awe are blowing my head.
Lost – I'm living my darkest hour,
No moon, no star will help me see.
Fear – is now my only friend,
Veil of darkness is upon me.
I have no will to resist,
I only hope they will be fast,
I cannot see anything,
My darkest hour will be my last
I am the perfect prey,
Frail, awaiting my turn.
There is no use to pray...
The forest becomes the Evil's lair,
Wooden swords slice through the air,
Cries of the night, Rebirth of the dead,
Fear and awe are blowing my head.
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6. |
Diabolus Ex Machina
03:38
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7. |
Wrinkled Skin
02:55
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Don't wanna grow old...
Thinkin' about it, my blood runs cold.
Time is a weapon, slowly acting,
Corrupting your flesh as an acid rain.
Fear of tomorrow, degenerating,
Falling into ugliness and pain.
Time is a disease, leading to death,
Making you suffer until your last breath,
Turning into stone your body parts.
My youth is falling apart,
Sowly and ruthlessly,
Age is blowing the rampart
Between the reaper and me.
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
of my body rotting within.
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
Of what I'm now, and what I've been.
Are we just disposable
Pieces of flesh without soul?
Are we just replaceable,
wandering pawns without goal?
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
of my body rotting within.
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
Of what I'm now, and what I've been.
Yes, what I've been...
Mummified,
Melting away,
cold inside,
My whole world becomes gray.
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
of my body rotting within.
Witness is my wrinkled skin,
Of what I'm now, and what I've been.
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8. |
One More Second
03:50
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9. |
Panic Room
03:39
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10. |
Burnt Alive
03:33
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11. |
Nightfall Thoughts
01:45
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ANTROPOFAGO is all about bringing technical Death Metal to a whole new level, not by using the impressive technical abilities of its members to impress, but rather to craft real songs, catchy and memorable, bringing back the old traditional songwriting to a whole new technical level of melody and brutality. ... more
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