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Dark ritual country-trap with banjo and slide guitar as the primary lead voices, keeping a gritty Southern backbone over colossal, sub-heavy bass drops, Bright, tightly picked banjo rolls drive the rhythm in sync with halftime trap drums, while wide, vocal-like slide guitar phrases answer the lead vocal in call-and-response patterns, Deep 808s and saturated sub bass hit hard on the downbeat, blooming into cavernous reverb that feels like a cathedral space, Layered Gregorian-style chant lines stack in low male choirs, weaving with soaring gospel choruses that lift the hooks into a spiritual, revival-like energy, Confident, syncopated rap verses cut through the mix with crisp top-end, riding behind the pocket of the drums as the banjo and slide guitar accent key phrases, Atmospheric pads, reverse reverbs, and filtered risers swell into each bass drop, where the slide guitar glides and the banjo hammers-on in hypnotic patterns, creating a sacred-meets-street country bass ritual, About d

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To us from baby diapers and mom's fairy tale,
a veil of care and bright morals,
With the crickets singing and our eyes closed,
we were lulled to silence.
You need to be kind to everything that exists,
a man-to-man friend, they said,
We are ready to eat, the giver's hand,
we were deceived, we were just lied to.
With a fiery speech and a chubby face,
the decline of life was called downward growth,
The bones of Themis under the dried skin,
the sword for the slaves, the blindfold removed.
The soul is quietly smoldering, tobacco, alcohol,
takes away hopes, dreams and sorrows,
They gave us medicine to numb this pain,
they drugged us, they lied to us again.
Candles,icons, incense smoke,
Hiding behind Christ, they slandered Christ,
Everything will be sold to the one who enters the temple,
Faith was sold to us for a silver piece.
By painting icons and worshiping them,
the Lord's covenants were rewritten,
A sinner crosses himself before a sinner in repentance,
our sin is not absolved, we have been lied to again.
Let's say there was atheism in your family,
with whom you lived, suffered, and loved,
Is your selfishness considered a virtue?
That they did not atone for their sin with their cross?
Afraid of your low thoughts before God
, did you passionately dream of the promised Paradise?
What will you do there yourself, without your loved ones?
They probably didn't tell you either?
Their truth is superfluous, alien, alien,
straying from the herd, they chose another path.,
True, the sheep outside the flock is rootless,
we were taught and told so.
The truth is a good commodity
for others, it was stuffed into our ears with noodles.,
Be afraid of the gifts that you got
for free, those gifts are wormy, they lied to us again.
There is no one truth for everyone, no
matter where you suddenly look for the truth.,
They build the truth out of lies with a strong wall,
so that you consider it indestructible.
The truth of every passing day,
which the years have suggested to us,
The truth is hidden in the gaze of the beholder -
where we hardly looked for it.

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To us from baby diapers and mom's fairy tale, a veil of care and bright morals, With the crickets singing and our eyes closed, we were lulled to silence. You need to be kind to everything that exists, a man-to-man friend, they said, We are ready to eat, the giver's hand, we were deceived, we were just lied to. With a fiery speech and a chubby face, the decline of life was called downward growth, The bones of Themis under the dried skin, the sword for the slaves, the blindfold removed. The soul is quietly smoldering, tobacco, alcohol, takes away hopes, dreams and sorrows, They gave us medicine to numb this pain, they drugged us, they lied to us again. Candles,icons, incense smoke, Hiding behind Christ, they slandered Christ, Everything will be sold to the one who enters the temple, Faith was sold to us for a silver piece. By painting icons and worshiping them, the Lord's covenants were rewritten, A sinner crosses himself before a sinner in repentance, our sin is not absolved, we have been lied to again. Let's say there was atheism in your family, with whom you lived, suffered, and loved, Is your selfishness considered a virtue? That they did not atone for their sin with their cross? Afraid of your low thoughts before God , did you passionately dream of the promised Paradise? What will you do there yourself, without your loved ones? They probably didn't tell you either? Their truth is superfluous, alien, alien, straying from the herd, they chose another path., True, the sheep outside the flock is rootless, we were taught and told so. The truth is a good commodity for others, it was stuffed into our ears with noodles., Be afraid of the gifts that you got for free, those gifts are wormy, they lied to us again. There is no one truth for everyone, no matter where you suddenly look for the truth., They build the truth out of lies with a strong wall, so that you consider it indestructible. The truth of every passing day, which the years have suggested to us, The truth is hidden in the gaze of the beholder - where we hardly looked for it.

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