No More Manifests

by Freaky Mind

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Synthematik presents the anticipated debut album “No More Manifests” from the up and coming Russian industrial / electro dance floor invaders Freaky Mind!
The Moscow-based project created by Ilya Remærd and Roman Ericson stormed the Russian dark scene in the beginning of 2011 with a couple of self-released singles. The singles received overwhelmingly positive feedback propelling Freaky Mind to the top of the most anticipated Russian newcomers.
The debut album “No More Manifests” has all the right ingredients to live up to the expectations: explosive aggrotech floor fillers and melodic dark electro hymns with harsh vocals and explicit lyrics will satisfy hungry industrial fans all over the world.
“No More Manifests” is a loaded gun with nine unstoppable bullets that are sure to blow your mind off!
The paid version of the release contains a remix of the track ‘Kill’.

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released October 10, 2011

FREAKY MiND:
Ilya Remærd – vox, programming
Roman Ericson – keys, programming

FREAKY CREDiTS:
Music by Freaky Mind
Lyrics by Ilya Remærd

Recorded at REVELATE HOME STUDIO

FREAKY ONLiNE:
facebook.com/freakymindband
vk.com/freaky_mind
soundcloud.com/freaky_mind
bandtraq.com/freakymind

synthematik.net/releases/sntk-dig-16-freaky-mind-no-more-manifests-2011/

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Track Name: Fight
I am your first prophet
I am your only mentor
You see me
I'm in crimson
I know what you all want
You want to taste the blood
You want to try the uniform
I see you like it
I see you want it
I'll give it to you

Fight for me
Fight for us
Fight for something I declare
It's so easy for me to use
Gott ist mit uns

I am the one you die for
I am the one you pray for
I am your life
I am your death
I am your dreams
I am your home
Steel will be your grave
Death will be the judge
Blood will fill the ocean
And that will be our day
Track Name: Kill
I'm sick and tired of you
And your perfection's light
You can call yourself cool
Having some dirt to hide
I really love to dream
Of seeing your great fail
And I'll see that shit
Through windows of my jail
And noone will save you
I have already locked
The door you could run through
And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
And now prepare for death
And I'll prepare to kill

I prepare to kill

I wouldn't even like
To fuck you even once
And don't think I'm a fool
Who can be bought for this
I only want to see
How much blood you have
I'm gonna drink it all
Gonna drink it all
And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
Your're still my victim
And now prepare for death
And I'll prepare to kill

I prepare to kill
I wouldn't even like
To fuck you even once
'Cause I prepare to kill
Track Name: Freaky Mind
You said I'm mysterious
And you said you liked that
Now you're chained to the bed
So weak you can't cry for help
Your eyes are half-closed and red
You taste your own blood in your mouth
You're scared and your pants are wet
It makes me happy, it makes me laugh

Freaky mind
My freaky mind

Your feelings are liquid
In urine, blood and tears
Your dirty love drowns in fear
You're afraid of fear itself
This is my experiment
I'll learn so much today
You can beg me to stop
But I'll fuck you anyway

Say you love my freaky mind, you bitch
Track Name: No More Manifests
You see a lot of blood on your silver screen
And sometimes you wake up at night in fear
That blood is yours
You see a lot of celebration, sex and rock-n-roll
And shame is the word you've forgotten long ago

No more manifests
You bitches can go home and have a rest
We don't need that shit anymore
[Don't play with our feelings]
Go fuck yourselves like you did before

I can enjoy your drugs and drink your alcohol
I can sell my blood to you and rearrange my soul
But you don't know that I have my own supergun
I'll show it now
Prepare for fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Track Name: Rule The Empire
Who's got a headache? - Raise your hand!
Who wants to masturbate? - Raise your hand!
Who wants some time in bed - Raise your hand!
Who wants to be free? - Shut up and sit down!
You girl wanna suck cocks anytime
You boy dream of spying in the girls' room
You work hard whole day that really sucks
I'll change your future
Your pathetic lives will become mine

I'll prove you I'm the one to rule the empire

Death is the shortest way to return back home
From a battlefield
Wanna try it? Raise your hand! Raise your hand!
Perfect life is the perfect weapon
You're the bullets
You're grenades
Who's the target? Who's the target now?

I'll prove you I'm the one to rule the empire
I'll rule the empire now
Track Name: Cyber Girl
They sell some time
I buy with pleasure and pain
You are my gift tonight
What is your program baby?

[Hi baby boy
I am your toy
Turn on the switch
The switch of joy
Tell me your wish
I'll learn your dreams by heart]

Come on, cyber girl
Better than the real one
I trust you and I pay for something
I could never have before

I know you're warm
Though you are dead
Love is the impulse
In your synthetic head
I don't care
I just want something that you've got
Please fuck me
Track Name: W.O.M.D.
It's broken
You see I'm completely broken
You see we can't stop world's bleeding
Crying for peace we always forget
That they always kill and never regret
Never never regret

I need your stories
To distort them
To make them
The weapon of mass destruction

I'm broken
You see I'm completely broken
You see I can't stay sinless
I don't believe anymore
That we can avoid the new world war
Track Name: Precious Whore
Noone cares when you fuck somebody upstairs
Are you afraid of being found caught and bound?
Noone cares what your whore has between her legs
And noone knows how long she'll stay

You forget the world and you close the door
You know outside there is a war
Your heart is still and now you're sure
You need noone but your precious whore

Her beautiful body drives you mad
When she screams you call her bad
She likes your cock, she says it's good
But you don't know you're not the one
No you don't know you're not the fucking one
Track Name: TanzReich
This is the parody
This is insanity
This is the virgin's scream
This is our last supreme
This is the final stand
This is the lowest descent
This is our holy blood
This is our future in mud

Tanzreich - the battle's lost
Tanzreich - eternal frost
Tanzreich - the highest star
We don't have to go far
Track Name: Kill (Hell-TBM Version)
I'm sick and tired of you
And your perfection's light
You can call yourself cool
Having some dirt to hide
I really love to dream
Of seeing your great fail
And I'll see that shit
Through windows of my jail
And noone will save you
I have already locked
The door you could run through
And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
And now prepare for death
And I'll prepare to kill

I prepare to kill

I wouldn't even like
To fuck you even once
And don't think I'm a fool
Who can be bought for this
I only want to see
How much blood you have
I'm gonna drink it all
Gonna drink it all
And maybe I'm a jerk
But you're still my victim
Your're still my victim
And now prepare for death
And I'll prepare to kill

I prepare to kill
I wouldn't even like
To fuck you even once
'Cause I prepare to kill