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the smell at night I feel it on my pillow, in my hair everything's fucked up the world should stop but it keeps on spinning you're one of the three chimpanzees the one with her hands before her eyes like water dripping on the ground and absorbed in the dirt this was more than one this was more than you when it fell, I hope you saw it took us all, it took us all I don't know what to do with all the trouble I've seen you had everything to live for, but you didn't I wanted to be there by your side but now the joke's on you and everyone is laughing at you this was more than one this was more than you when it fell, I hope you saw it took us all, it took us all our inspiration was the dirt and our limits were paved in insanity as I sit and observe the new ones in my own new city the autumn has so much on its conscience the young ones think about death then but I hope you can see yourself in the mirror this was more than one this was more than you when it fell, I hope you saw it took us all, it took us all this was more than one this was more than you when it fell, I hope you saw it took us all, it took us all
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walk one's morality, disincline society night and day and the silence of fraud the feelings that I don't have, have never been so clear the chasm is wider than the firmament itself what will see a tomorrow? is it my flesh? my portrait in sorrow the apollon in my head free to live your life - was it all in vain? a direct line of distinctive descent congregations may be peace of mind in the endowments of a lone human's bible what will see a tomorrow? is it my flesh? my portrait in sorrow the apollon in my head free to live your life - was it all in vain? a direct line of distinctive descent congregations may be peace of mind in the endowments of a lone human's bible

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written, performed and produced by atcn

(2) was recorded live during the sharp curse concert series.

performed by
samuel lundgren: vocals and left wing guitar
adam sobranie: keyboards, backing vocals, samples and drum machinery
martin ekelund: right wing guitar and backing vocals
conrad haifa: trumpet solo

cover artwork: adam sobranie

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released October 17, 2015

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a truth called nothing Stockholm, Sweden

The European atheist art-rock band, a truth called nothing, is made up of contrasts: they combine hi-i with lo-fi, death with joy. They have been active since the new millenium began, collaborating heavily with the european movement to legalize assisted suicide, as well as emerging at the forefront of the online phenomenon "Borgarkrossarna" ("The Bourgeois Breakers"). ... more

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