Songs about amore and revolution

by Kalashnikov collective

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released March 12, 2003

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Kalashnikov collective Milano, Italy

Kalashnikov were born in 1996 on the dirty floor of a squat in Milano, Italy, to give vent to the adolescent restlessness of three punx. Under the drunkenness of the heavenly libertarian nectar and rejecting the ruling culture, Kalashnikov are created with the wish to put together their own utopias and passion... ... more

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Track Name: Alba bianca di rivolta
WHITE DAWN OF REVOLT

In the uncertain world of humans
any law can burn
ghosts and idols to upset and send away
Think of the sky, of the hate, of the oceans and the stars
Think of kings, insects and lies of world

Your fair and strong mind
A cult without faith
Be shining as the sun
In the day of return

...and you'll catch the weapons of the soul
Heavy as an hammer !
And you'll put your eyes into eternity
And then you'll scan the gods from the heighty
You'll get free of them and with a strong hand
You'll break the most secret chains
Track Name: Metropoli
METROPOLIS

The sun is rising upon my city
And all the trains are running away like in a chase
A plumber sky over us forewarns rainy days
The sun is rising, it shines but doesn't burn
Over tombstones exposed to nothing
White neon without soul are lightening our destiny

Today I feel my heart like cement
I hardly find the essence
of my existence in this chaos

The dark sense of this doom
the dark sense of the noise that lives inside us
There are hostile waves
And I think that something is wrong with me....
...metropolis....

The sun is rising upon the suburbs
And the stars flee when the alarm clock rings
White vanishing bodies
in the dawn of the dying living beings

The sun is rising over my day
cyanide coffee and round pills
Too many mixed humours are deconstructing my mind

Today I feel my heart like cement
I hardly find the essence
of my existence in this chaos

The dark sense of this doom
the dark sense of the noise that lives inside us
There are hostile waves
And I think that something is wrong with me....
...metropolis....
Track Name: Il risveglio dei demoni
THE DEMONS AWAKENING

Cold hands graze you
You feel the demons crawling in the night
Akira - remember! - when the wind blows
Hold your love and descend....

...The hell's stairs in that cold winter
when the insects' singing will end
Akira, forget how frightful this may be!
Forget that sound coming from your dreams

The blood is flowing out of your wounds
You see those wings opening in the fog
Akira – remember! – when the blood flows
Hold your love and descend...

...The hell's stairs in that cold winter
when the insects' singing will end
Akira, forget how frightful this may be!
Forget that sound coming from your dreams

Thousand eyes along the oblivion river
Thousand glances on the neon scripts
Eyes half-closed without a soul
are resting between the ice beyond the stars
Track Name: Paura nella città dei vivi morenti
TERROR IN THE CITY OF THE DYING LIVING BEINGS

Two hurried shapes are running of the street
They fear to be betrayed by the shadows
Sweated steps, hunted in the night
Fast breathe, bitter spittle !

The remembrance of this city vanishes,
The remembrance of sparkling darkness
in a cannibal city is vanishing
Drums, thunder !, it's the last dance...

Few hours and the sun will rise up
Gods of the black abysses welcome the two fugitives
Few hours and the sun will rise up
Wounded licantrophe, screams your rage !

In this city there is carcass-smell
It's the smell of the putrifying alives
The alives are rotting beetwen smiles and neurosis
Right-minded-zombies in the system crypt
Shaking fingers, shaking eyelashes !
Skycrapers as tombstone, demon's teeth !
Right ! Left ! A blind alley !
The smell of the ocean, a dive beetwen the waves...
Track Name: Il ritorno dell'eretico trionfante
THE RETURN OF THE TRIUMPHANT HERETIC

The sky is grey and the cold doesn't leave rest
We are collapsing under the snow in a unnatural silence
The fairies under the ice have slept for centuries
We won't wake them and we'll run home

Uncork wine bottles and fill my cup!
We'll dance over the altars to God's glory
In the name of the witches and the supposed sinners
Let's dance glorifying the players

Look at those pedants that scan the consciences
Those men without glory that trust in hell
Stop praying and help me to light a fire
That warms up this winter

If the fatal spirits will come to disturb us
We'll offer them our wine
And if they refuse it we won't give up
And drag them in the dancing vortex
Track Name: Suburban drama
SUBURBAN DRAMA

Drama !
Few acts without plot
You live in a gloomy world
Where the dreams don't work
He stood up on his tomb
Under the gloomy neon flash
He came near the window and saw her

The raven howls were a lugubrious call that day
But he didn't hear it, he only heard his heart
And she was sleeping in a dress made of stars...
...There was only a sigh...

Drama !
The hell in a tear
He live in a gloomy world
Made of dark path
He was standing wordless in front of the opaque glass
He laid his cold arms and hold her...

The raven howls were a lugubrious call that day
But he didn't hear it, he only heard his heart
And she was sleeping in a dress made of stars...
...There was only a sigh...
Track Name: Il disertore
THE DESERTER

There isn't a blade that can't cut
A wound that doesn't hurt
There isn't blood that can be washed away
A Wound that can heal

With my gun I build a crucifix
And I pray on my enemy's tomb
I build a kite with my banner
And I forget the war's lies !

There isn't a blade that can't cut
A wound that doesn't hurt
There isn't blood that can be washed away

I raise the columns of my temple
With the sacred books of every religion
Enemies of every race, look at my hands
Get down your weapon I'm the deserter !
Track Name: Le luci di novembre
NOVEMBER LIGHTS

Unperceivable whispers as secret howls
in the cold of november her glance
disarm you and the laughs of the ghosts
get over the noise of destiny
with the silence

As the streets become
like snakes and the light
of the stars is melting
the november lights
light dimly in the dark

And those eyes are stars
hiding galaxies
they are deeper than
abyss but colder that
ice, colder as the
november lights

Frozen asphalt along the dark way
a moment in her eyes is a cutting blade
and the noise of the leaves is the song of
my heart that screech as iron
Track Name: Il profeta e la disfatta
THE PROPHET AND THE DEFEAT

Go militians with sickles and spades
Father Muntzer watches you from the
cold and black land.
Blow on the dust and open your hearts
Let's make war
against who doesn't know love

In Frankenhausen the dead will dance
The alive will drown in their own blood
But the prophet didn't know that the
Blade of the soldiers cut more than
Those of the Lord...

You fool drink to the prophet and the defeat
Fill your cups and your hearts of rebellious fire
Undertakers and priests do what you want
With the prophet's body but let's
The poets sing lines full of fool proclaims

The iron was breaking like glass of bottles
rats was creeping
In the mud near the bushes
The slaughter of the elected as a macabre dance
Father Muntzer-
Why happened this ?

In Frankenhausen you'll dig many holes
to receive the God's soldiers !

But the prophet didn't know...