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Revelation Day
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A reaction to the Dexter Balaba Tragedy
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Drawing from a special ground of musical flavors, Coffeeshop Conspiracies serves up a strong blend of steel-string rawness, rhythmic fury, and - adding sugar to
Drawing from a special ground of musical flavors, Coffeeshop Conspiracies serves up a strong blend of steel-string rawness, rhythmic fury, and - adding sugar to the spice -, a generous helping of saxophone sweetness. These diversities make up the ingredients of their unique concoctions, meticulously brewed to stimulate. An impeccable, caffeinated live experience.
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Alternative Indie
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#21,350 today Peak #139
#4,378 in subgenre Peak #36
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Paolo Rodriguez
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Paolo Rodriguez
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June 24, 2004
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There was no sound for a hundred miles Encircled was a crowd Of faceless heroes Searching to make their mark Each eager to play his part Ready for the leash to drop The pack they inched their way Towards his heart Tongues stained with his blood From the start Steadily enclosing, insisted They would be The jury in the end And their wills refused to bend Tunnel vision eyes they locked An unrelenting judgment In their gaze The gavel fell for all to hear And echoed for a thousand days All our hearts, they stopped beating For this prophecy we’re keeping The hour to reckon was conceiving On this, revelation day Encircled was a man Who once fell victim to A poison brewed from pain That now coursed throughout his veins Staggering around the station Harboring a secret deep within his soul Charged the storm within his mind That now raged beyond control All our hearts, they stopped beating For this prophecy we’re keeping The hour to reckon was conceiving On this, revelation day Encircled was an angel Who was meant to rise above the endless hate Oh, this was his fate But before his wings could spread The man bestowed upon him his dark gift The angry pack was then released And blood poured out on the street All of the rage How it swells In our minds As we write The last line To this ending There was no sound…
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