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ZAPRASZAM DO TRÓJMIEJSKIEJ GRUPY FOTOGRAFICZNEJ:
PSYCHOFOTO
Bad Reputation / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that's
What I'm gonna do
An' I don't give a damn ' bout my bad reputation
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that's
What I'm gonna do
An' I don't give a damn ' bout my bad reputation
Black & White / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
I've come to the conclusion - yes,
I know
That between black and white,
there is no room for two
The scale might be wide,
but there is no need to be blind
Cause between black and white,
there is no room for two
I've come to the conclusion - yes,
I know
That between black and white,
there is no room for two
The scale might be wide,
but there is no need to be blind
Cause between black and white,
there is no room for two
Dogs Of War / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
The tales they tell, of how we stand this day
We that defend our cause
Will last a thousand years
Come now the dogs of war
Break or hold, die or kill (Live)
Try or fail, or succeed (Fight)
We must be an iron wall (Hold)
When the heart receives the call (We go)
The tales they tell, of how we stand this day
We that defend our cause
Will last a thousand years
Come now the dogs of war
Break or hold, die or kill (Live)
Try or fail, or succeed (Fight)
We must be an iron wall (Hold)
When the heart receives the call (We go)
Driving Down The Darkness / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Driving down the darkness
Stricken by the madness
Praying for forgiveness
While you play God(With my life)
Driving down the darkness
Stricken by the madness
Praying for forgiveness
While you play God(With my life)
Heaven Beside You / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Be what you wanna be
See what you came to see
Been what you wanna be
I don't like what I see
Be what you wanna be
See what you came to see
Been what you wanna be
I don't like what I see
I'm Eighteen / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man
Kill Each Other / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
We don't want to believe that the world
Can still move on
We don't want to believe that the sun can
Still shine on
We don't want to believe that the world
Can still move on
We don't want to believe that the sun can
Still shine on
Psycho / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
So you want to see the show,
You really don't have to be a ho
From the time you were a
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
So you want to see the show,
You really don't have to be a ho
From the time you were a
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Killer Is Me / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Don`t need a gun
Pointed at me
No need to run
The killer is me
The killer is me
Don`t need a gun
Pointed at me
No need to run
The killer is me
The killer is me
Son Of Evil / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Deny the father, deny the mother
Burning the sister, poison the brother
Sworn to take lives
With weapons of death in his hands
Deny the father, deny the mother
Burning the sister, poison the brother
Sworn to take lives
With weapons of death in his hands
The God That Failed / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
Tormentor / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Riding in darkness through the Hell of the night
Give all your torment to the heaven's might
In the name of Satan, spread all your fear
You feel his anger, you know he's here
Riding in darkness through the Hell of the night
Give all your torment to the heaven's might
In the name of Satan, spread all your fear
You feel his anger, you know he's here
Voices Of The Dead / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Tonight I hear you whisper
Deep inside within my head
Tonight I see familiar faces
Voices of the dead calling me
Tonight I hear you whisper
Deep inside within my head
Tonight I see familiar faces
Voices of the dead calling me
Men Without God / fot. Karol "Tarakum" Makurat
Planet left by it's God
Ideology died and the vision is gone
Oppression part of the plot
Degrading life into material force
Planet left by it's God
Ideology died and the vision is gone
Oppression part of the plot
Degrading life into material force
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