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Digital Diaries

by Black Heart's Society

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Nobody fucking cares. Dance in the blood of an unborn who was torn from the one. Torn from the love // Torn from the hate Force-feed needs and we bleed in disgrace. Bleed in the face // The face of a lie We do what we must, just to get by. Just to stay alive // Justify the most. Man to a Wolf // Wolf to a Ghost. Blood Sacrifice...
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Quip, no woes, no lies, no holes. Got to let go. Cold // So cold So lost. Alone. Got to let go. We fuck, we hold // Won't stay, won't go. Got to let go. Don't trip. Just flow. We ride, we roll. So I've got to let go.
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Speed Racer 03:05
Eyes in back // To the bend, now. We don't give a fuck about nothing, so it ends now. Just another moment // A piece or component reminiscent of the last or something more potent. Open like an ocean // Far as the eye lends light. Bounce back to the prism where the mind sends dust in time. No lines where the light bends Like a piece of you and me where the sight bends out.
4.
I did it, I granted a wish. VIP, no band on my wrist. I want you, like cheese on my grits. Need that kiss like cheese on my chips. Hate me, I'm a trip // One-way ticket freak, I'm a trip. Fuck that geek, put your hand on my hip - get a grip. You got a little drool on your lip. Don't think, just drink I wanna get you drunk Kommen Sie mit auf eine Reise ohne Weg, ohne Ziel - Richtung: Weg, Fort - Richtung: Nie wieder zurück in dieses scheiß Leben.
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Liebe muss jung wild und frei sein und schmeckt nach Früh-Morgen-Taiu-einsame-Waldlichtungsküsse auf der Rückbank von verdreckten Autos, nach Versprechen von ewiger Liebe und Sternen, die sich in gläsernen Jungmädchen-Augen widerspiegeln, voll zugedröhnt von den härtesten Drogen, die man bekommen konnte. Kommen Sie mit auf eine Reise ohne Weg, ohne Ziel - Richtung: Weg, Fort - Richtung: Nie wieder zurück in dieses scheiß Leben... The moon reflects in her eyes // Deepest shade of blue. Red in the whites from the drugs that you do. Up all night // Feels like a scene. Try to find a way, try to stay in the dream. Skin, kiss the wind // Swim, breathe it in. Pretty thing, spread your wings // Fly from your sins. Immaculate moment // Angel from a rodent. Dope, so we smoke it // Fucked up and loaded...
6.
I can't seem to make this work /// This everything I just want you right now... I am here, without warmth /// With neglect You and I /// Stardust /// Moonlight reflects We all fall... Serve us lies /// Good /// Bye /// We won't cry We won't cry...
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Brooklyn 02:42
I want you back...
8.
1983 03:22
9.
Ur So Rad 03:04
You're so bad Damn, you're so radical Hey, you. // You're so bad Damn, you're so radical // (So motherfucking radical) Stay with me // I can't breathe Why can't this be? Back to sleep... Damn, you're so rad // Damn you're so radical. So radical...
10.
VHS 03:26
And it feels like eyes locked in the middle of the midnight. Got to let go. Hold real tight // Cold glare // Be aware of the moonlight. Got to let go.
11.
No more lies // No more thoughts. So much hate I take, I'm distraught. Yeah, I'm quiet lost // Yeah, I'm kind of stupid. I guess that's how you get when you're really going through it. What do you know? // What have you seen? It's all fucked up I'll never convene. No Last words. No more thoughts. I don't give a fuck, so I guess I'll shut off. And I'm right back, straight back to the bullshit. All I see is truth and your actions are putrid. I don't give a fuck about nothing, I'm done, it's off that I'm shutting. Crushing // Collapse and it's brushing into the wind. The moon dims and it spins // I grin until nothing's left. I regret the time I spent // No rest on non-conducive quests. It's quite stupid // All you wanna do is use my time and pollute it. I can't do this. I don't give a fuck, that's your luck; here's another one // Sick and tired of this // Ain't no bliss, I discovered some // Ultimate truths of a really foul nature // Man to a Wolf and the shit's getting major. Shit's getting major // Shit's getting major. Your only savior: Go get the paper. Fly like planes // You're the aviator // The navigator // Originator This isn't truth, nor is it fiction. These are just thoughts, stardust and friction. Simple depiction // Simple as it ever was. So complex in a cesspool, I'll never trust and fucking one // Fuck Everybody. Fuck all the sheep and the weak photocopies. Shit's getting foggy // Shit's getting foggy. I don't remember anything, I'm really fucking sorry.
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13.
Come join us on a trip without a goal. The direction is far away // Never return to this fucked-up life. Sell your body. Sell your soul. Dying young will never be out of fashion....

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released October 22, 2014

Written by Miguelangelo Hexylvania, Alannah Bathory, Corinna Engel & Christian Kaiser
Produced by nullse†, Natsu Fuji, CVLTVRΣ and Miguelangelo Hexylvania
Engineered by Miguelangelo Hexylvania and Andy San Dimas @ Hollywood Tower, Hollywood, CA
Mix & Master by The Macabre Collective @ Hexylvania HQ, Hollywood, CA
Ⓟ 2014 Hexylvania, Hollywood, CA /// All rights reserved
© 2014 Black Heart's Society

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Inspired by Kraftwerk, Bjork, Trent Reznor, Basement Jaxx and Crystal Castles; Black Heart's Society is an Electronic music project produced by The Macabre Collective.

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