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A fool is brave

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Budapest, 2005.

Playground Records stúdió, A38

Basszusgitár: Radnóczi András

Billentyűs hangszerek: Kárpáti Gábor

Dob, vokál: Bubnó Márk

Ének: Nagy Dániel

Gitár: Csaba Tamás

Hangmérnők: Kondor Péter

Az első demónk, amit még The SUN néven rögzítettünk. Körübelül 3 hónapja működött a zenekar, amikor 2005 szeptemberében a Playground Records stúdiójában az A38 hajón felvettük ezt a négy számot.

1. in spite of all

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What?! Anyone that would hold me today
Makes a difference, somewhat
Wait! Just a minute ago
I had you here to stay

Forget any foul beasts right now
Night is bent, the rest is all done
Gather around me all now
And close the tune, then start a new one

We are born to carol on inspite of all
These songs of old intone, while freedom climbs the wall
If troubles high, deny the World and cheer your soul
The campfire flames the words we fly, inspite of all

Cut! Anyone that is holding
Half-full glass can fill up, somewhat
Make! Just a little step
To cuddle on your mate

Put out your cigarettes now
Fold your tents, the best isnt all gone
Gather around me all now
And close the tune, then start a new one

We are born to carol on inspite of all
These songs of old intone, while freedom climbs the wall
If troubles high, deny the World and cheer your soul
The campfire flames the words we fly, inspite of all

We are born to carol on inspite of all
These songs of old intone, while freedom climbs the wall
If troubles high, deny the World and cheer your soul
The campfire flames the words we fly, inspite of all

2. on the way

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Raidin the squad, spit a spot to the callin
Full blazin hot, matter not, and theyre rollin
Last space in the trunk and boot, were stashin venture all in
Less mess better drunken dood, ye acidic decodin

High tide under neat, nippy my sky
Might hide from a lull, teal like a fast kite
Time now, let your fist off the cast die
Right light is a mist as a last site

Slam van door, pop in the motor
Pickling doe and then hopin for more tar
Flip a cent, see, and drop to the loader
Keep a vent, speed, and sprinkle water / it colder

Foolhardy tyres, takin em for tune
Rule body, lend your ghost to the fortune
Teller fellow, cellar dweller, copper off a cartoon
Passin hiker, fascinator, comin for a far tune

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Foolhardy tyres, takin em for tune
Rule body, lend your ghost to the fortune
Teller fellow, cellar dweller, copper off a cartoon
Passin hiker, fascinator, comin for a far tune

Slam van door, pop in the motor
Pickling doe and then hopin for more tar
Flip a cent, see, and drop to the loader
Keep a vent, speed, and sprinkle water / it colder

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Esteemless raidin on the way
Midday blazin, driftin away
Witty, suckin fortune wont reject me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

3. cauldron of steam

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Indite your soul from the wind
Streetlights subserve whole
Relegate the storm in a blink
And make your way eroded home

Step light, my shoes take over, one ahead
Well tied, parallel, soakin on puddle lawn
Rip night, men use gunpowder, rapid lead
Grin wide, that would do, stranded bad but glad to stand

Lone in the cauldron of the steam
Shred and tried pride worn in the boredom of the spleen

Outcasts on the way, wishin I were only their mate
Outdoors, and whores, and friends on the bargain strole
Vagabonds, renegades, and maids runnin late
Bill scraps, and traps, and laps that

Scavengers do role in the cauldron of the steam
Shred and bent like dawn in the boredom of the spleen

Spleen oh me!
Everyone is lone in times they hide to weap
But solely they go on as theres a staple need
And so will I walk on where ever I may lead
But now Im standin

Lone in the cauldron of the steam
Shred and tried pride worn in the boredom of the spleen
Scavengers do role in the cauldron of the steam
Shred and bent like dawn in the boredom of the spleen

4. a fool is brave

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Fitful, woebegone oaks perform sway amongst haze
Rheumy eyed stranger figure climbs pathways
Concealed, occulted distance appears to a hasty gaze
Fallow portrait of raveller lost, never meant to faze

For days now, road is long, nostalgia breaks a raving scape
Unadulterated journey, every daybreak shifts the landsape
Mouldy, dank medieval gallery swifts accross the mind gate
Headed for a foreward, ever dangle down on binding fate

Fended, a fool is brave
Splendid heavens save
Sparing a mood is wave
A fool is brave

For days now, road is long, nostalgia breaks a raving scape
Unadulterated journey, every daybreak shifts the landsape
Mouldy, dank medieval gallery swifts accross the mind gate
Headed for a foreward, ever dangle down on binding fate

Fended, a fool is brave
Splendid heavens save
Sparing a mood is wave
A fool is brave

Tears might clutter the hand
As swallow-lake framed by greybeard land

Fended, a fool is brave
Splendid heavens save
Sparing a mood is wave
A fool is brave

Fended, a fool is brave
Splendid heavens save
Sparing a mood is wave
A fool is brave