FTB are
back with their 4th album "As The Camp Burns", the follow-up
to "The New Colossus". And it really burns! The music
is heavier, the guitars are louder, and the beat is faster. This
album has also a 'live' atmosphere, just missing the applauses.
11 new songs including the first release "How Low Are We".
It's a pretty unpredictable album from a bunch of creative musicians.
Just ask Mary Magdalene of Kettner Boulevard!
"This
is cruelest of all games. How low are we, our love is pain."
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CAMOUFLAGE -
End of Words
The colors fade away
Save us from falling apart
The scenes of everyday
a glimpse of a world bizarre
The reason I'm calm
In silence we walk alone
An endless delay
Walk away
Turn back and see,
it gets closer to me...
I'm coming closer,
so much closer it hurts
I'm getting closer,
to the end of my words.
The pleasure fades away,
a greyscale enfolding in any kind
We suffer every day,
the pictures and lies
burning in our mind.
The reason I'm calm,
In silence we walk alone
an endless delay
Walk away,
Turn back and see,
It gets closer to me...
I'm coming closer,
so much closer it hurts.
I'm getting closer,
to the end of my words.
I'm coming closer,
so much closer it hurts.
I'm getting closer,
to the end of my words.
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