Podobné kapely
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Forerunner hardcore / Prievidza
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Dodatečné info
FORERUNNER oficialne vznikol priblizne v Júni 2010, kedy už do zohranej trojky Kuwo (gitara), Roman (bicie) a Cyro( bassa), ktorí pôsobili spolu v už nefungujúcom projekte Mitch Buchannon a po jeho rozpadnutí naďalej skúšali a tvorili nové veci, vstúpil Tomino Wešiak(spev). Kapela je verná hardcore / punkovým názorom a DIY hodnotám.
Veľmi radi privítame ponuku na koncert. Hráme za cesťák.
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Texty:
False Words
I know that hypocrisy comes from behindbut I never knew that you are the one. Now it's the time for my revenge, your faults are your mirror. I wish that people like you, false characters without brain, will stay forever alone
stay forever alone, stay forever alone...
I am the winner, I do what I like. I'm still the same but also different in some way... You know that you are not good enough for me.
Now I feel so happy... Life without you is much better. Without the fear of monopoly, without the feeling that I'm doing everything wrong... Your envy is my freedom... In the cage of anger there you already know that you will stay forever alone...
Introspection
Another pointless conversation with my shadow. The same questions over and over are slowly destroying my mind. Is this a game? Or something we really feel. The return home from church...forgetting everything...
Double minded...ignorant...or just schizophrenic?
What is the difference between me and those outside? The reasons I accepted are fading... The same patterns of behaviour created by your gods of the ancient times...
The conversation is ending. I can feel normal again. Bad thoughts are fading away but what to do with my conscience...
Endless Struggle
I'm still in the battle with this fucking world. Betrayals, hatred, false love are poisoning my mind every fucking day. What will happen to me now...
Brainwashed and ill violent crowd on this battlefield is sentenced to die
I'm in the land of nowhere, between heaven and hell. I'm walking around and alone with my mind full of thoughts.
...desintegrated human dignity.... ...abuse of free will and humanity...
Many times I think I'm falling down to the level of people that I hate. But I will struggle in a war with this fucking unsound world forever, with this fucking unsound world forever...
