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Molitva
by SKUM
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Molitva
04:00
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Sunce grije na nase tjele
uzivamo ljiepi izgled
prid nase vrate gineju djece
zatvorimo oči
kupimo sigurnost s našom slobodom
s našom slobodom
molimo platimo za naše ikone, za nase duše
spavanje nije više lijek
snove su postali mraćne
to šta ovu duša lomi
vrjeme neče rješit
molimo platimo za naše ikone, za nase duše
zmije žderem vatru palim
trošim mrženje na vas
neko daj mi milost, da mi strplenje
daj mi snagu da ovo priživim
da ovo trpim
molimo platimo za naše ikone, za nase duše
molimo platimo za naše ikone, za nase duše
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Cowards
04:33
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your rich fruits are built on the blood and bones of your brothers/sisters
masses corrupted, rotten, decayed. Morals faded, trampled into the dirt
Filth in mind, cowards for life, guilt at hand.
Ja mrzim vas/vaš život
Ja mrzim vas/vaš svijet
Hladne duše s otrovnim rječi učiniju strah
i daju nama mrženje za poklon
when there ́s nothing left but your pride,
when all is said and done
there ́s shame, shame, shame on us
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I was born in the mist of a dying world, spat from the mothers ́ womb
into the thick darkness, I learned the hunger, the fear, the cold
Žalost je mi život, što ništa drugo poznajem
There should be no pity in my words, cause I learned it to be that way.
Give me a place, give me a place where life is more than just poisonous decay to me
Žalost je mi život, što ništa drugo poznajem
I am the shadow of a life
I am hollow
Forgotten and lost I dwell
in the deepest underground
cling on to life from day to day
forced by stubborn habit
I got my will cut down from the very start
I down ́t know the meaning of resistance
Never learned to tell my needs
never learned to be part of anything
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Bloodline
03:26
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ignorant prejudice practiced worldwide by poor small minds
sick actions, false pride fed by corrupted leaders
fear growing, blood boiling, hearts freezing, anger erupts
the lack of education is filled with national pride
There is no bloodline to be proud of
this cannot be all you achieved
there is no bloodline to be part of
such state of mind ain ́t worth a shit
There is no bloodline to be proud of
can it really be all you achieved?
there is no bloodline to be part of
such state of mind ain ́t worth a shit
raised above others just for the cause
of a damn birthright
how can it be, that somone by free will,
declines free thought and prefers to keep
deaf, dull and blind
Do not reduce yourself to a race
there is so much more in life
your bad luck is not inflicted be „them“
it just depend on you!
Stop hating, stop exluding, clear your mind!
open your heart!
There is no bloodline to be proud of
you do not need it to be someone
there is no bloodline to be part of
such state of mind ain ́t worth a shit
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Need
03:45
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rain falls down on me, thick drops drench my bones
(my) skin is freezing, my lips are trembling to the beat of my frightened pulse
sweet desire, growing hunger keep me going on.
A slight voice in my ear, an urgent need grows in me
I am starving the sun is burning my skin
I wander on the heat bites deep into my flesh
sweet desire, growing hunger keep me going on.
A slight voice in my ear, an urgent need fills my heart with fear
I stagger on I stumble on
the world turned upside down
(they) sky is blank, my sweet memories nail me to the ground
(The) coldness ties my muscles with a frightful grasp
sweet desire, growing hunger kept me going on.
No more voices in my ear, now it ́s only me in fear
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Mother Lord
03:33
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Oh father oh father, are you proud of me, was my best good enough?
Could it ever be?
Mother Oh Mother, please tell me, was all your suffering worth it?
I am so sick of all those goddamn klischees, the stereotypes, our roles to play
Oh mother Lord, give me the temper, to endure this shit
Dear beloved society,
are you satisfied with me, the contribution I make
Am I the man, the man you accept, expect to be?
The rules to behave, I give a shit, fuck all role models
Oh Mother Lord, I feel so tired, Oh Mother Lord
I am done with this
If I still misfit,
I just don ́t care
I don ́t give a fuck
I didn ́t ask for a sentence or another
cheap advice from a self called judge
Oh father oh father, are you proud of me now, was my best good enough?
Could it ever be?
Mother Oh Mother, please tell me now, was all your suffering worth it?
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Seed of Hate
04:37
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I close my eyes
my ears are shut
I deny the seed of hate
somebody said, the streets are full of blood
a sad mind cried, there ́s no one left to trust
(some) others told us, we ran out of luck
even some friends are sure, we really messed it up
but when I look around, take a short look I see
life, I see good deeds, I feel hope, I see empathy
I will not! I will not believe! I will not! I will not believe!
I will not! I will not believe! I will not! I will not believe!
I won ́t deny the darkness, all the dreadful nightmares are real
the ruin, the tragedy, the fear and all the despair
there are many souls, gone astray without any hope
but it ́s not hate to warm their souls, it only
burns down all that was left living for!
Although I see many more like me
I am not alone, at least I am not alone- I ́m LEGION!
We will not! We will not believe! We will not! We will not believe!
We will not! We will not believe! We will not! We will not believe!
a preacher tries to frighten us with nightmares
but I will resist, I will defy his message
his message of fear
I won ́t allow his seed to grow on fertile ground
to grow on fertile ground
Turn the switch off, cut the power supply
get in some light, get in touch now
YOU are not alone, cause YOU are
not alone, cause YOU are the MAJORITY
I close my eyes my ears are shut I deny the seed of hate
the seed of hate
I close my eyes
my ears are shut
I deny
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Bloodrush
03:57
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Are there any bullets left for me to shoot at anyone?
Boiling hatred is rushing through this veins
Run, scream, beat, kick, stab, hack, smash, trample, burn, hang, scream
hysterical crowd gone mad, escalates into a hungry mob
feeling individuals turn into merciless bruisers
Here waits no empathy for any minority
they scream for war, they long for blood
Where does all the blood come from, is there more to spill?
Run, scream, beat, kick, stab, hack, smash, trample, burn, hang, scream
the gruesome procession moves on, swallowing all in its way
assimilation or destruction
here waits no empathy for any minority
they scream for war, they long for blood
when the blood has cooled down, who will bear the consequences?
Who will be responsable for those tragedies?
Run, scream, beat, kick, stab, hack, smash, trample, burn, hang, scream
the mob breaks up, gives births to confused individuals
terrified by the horrible acts they were part of
Now no one can see any minority
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Ruin
03:18
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onwards, into nothingness
shattered ruins left behind
one more day, another border passed
stumble on, walk on, (you) must never fall
a picture and your memories
are the only baggage to carry
some days, they are a painful burden,
on others they give you the strength to move on
Fragile ́s this life, drink for the dead
fragile ́s the soul, drink for the lost
fragile ́s the life, pray for the dead
drink for the last of us
who are left behind, for themselves to die
a struggle for survival starts
what ́s in the past, becomes unreal and pale
morals and conscience fade
they are driven out by hunger
the devoted souls rot away
the bad ones become even worse
Fragile ́s this life, drink for the dead
fragile ́s the soul, drink for the lost
never forget about us, remember all of us
pray for us, pray for the last of us
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Happy Ending
05:28
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my wounded eyes are blinded by despair
they behold agony in a thousand ways
the shore is silent, the air is fed up with
the retching stench of decay
Remains of life are washed upon the shore
this place is abandoned nothing will grow for a long time
there is no dignity to find in the last expressions
a burned wasteland looks the same way everywhere
no matter how it came to its escalation
destruction and death are at least
reliable in questions of equality
cynism and bitterness offer no answers
they cannot dry those tears
can anything dry the tears?
Can pride ease our hunger?
Can fear give us company?
How bitter can it get?
Here is my wish for a happy ending
In the night when we carry humanity to its grave
I fear our soul might be lost
There is nothing left that I could give
Except the little spark of hope that keeps me going
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about
This album is completely DIY. The Music, recording, mix, mastering, artwork and videos are created by the band.
credits
released April 3, 2020
Recording, Mix, Mastering: Christoph Weyer
Produced by SKUM
Artwork and Layout: Roberto Parada
Videos: Christian Görke
Recording, Mix, Mastering: Christoph Weyer
Produced by SKUM
Artwork and Layout: Roberto Parada
Videos: Christian Görke
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SKUM Cologne, Germany
Extreme metal, which skillfully combines brutality and melody. As always, SKUM tiredly smiling stick the finger towards everyone adressing stereotypes in a scene police...ish way. The band itself knows best who and what SKUM is. Perhaps that is why every Riff on “Molitva” is still in the right place and, of course, SKUM have come here to chew bubble gum and kick ass… ... more
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