01. INTRODUCTION TO GLOW (Instrumental)

02. DON'T GIVE A DAMN! (DW Theme) (Lyrics by MARCE)

You can call us suckers

you can call us EARTHQUAKE

we dont give a damn about anything you say

you can call us novice

you can call us stars

we dont give a fuck IT DOESNT MATTER WHO YOU ARE!

Everything we do , everything we play

Everything we say is all we really wanna make!

We gotta one way ticket to the world of the flames

dont wanna listen to our music?

you better take your head away!

HEY HEY HEY HEY

You can think we gotta play one style

sorry man I cannot change my mind

we got fast songs, slow songs everything you want

and Im full of rage I put the fire in my rhymes!

Everything we do , everything we play

Everything we say is all we really wanna make!

We gotta one way ticket to the world of the flames

dont wanna listen to our music?

you better take your head away!

The bass is playing with the guitars

in a powerful sound

I love the feeling that I get when Im around

the stage!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE we dont give a damn!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE and you Must dance!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE ready to kill

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE HEAVY AS A FIST!

You can call us suckers

you can call us EARTHQUAKE

we dont give a damn about anything you say

you can call us novice

you can call us stars

we dont give a fuck IT DOESNT MATTER WHO YOU ARE!

We gotta High range weapon charged with music &

Words

You call it DEADWALK sound and it is ready to

explode

Its not a passing cloud in the dark punk sky...

it is a dangerous storm and it is HERE TO STAY!

Everything we do , everything we play

Everything we say is all we really wanna make!

We gotta one way ticket to the world of the flames

dont wanna listen to our music?

you better take your head away!

The bass is playing with the guitars

in a powerful sound

I love the feeling that I get when Im around

the stage!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE we dont give a damn!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE and you Must dance!

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE ready to kill

WE ARE THE DEADWALK BABE HEAVY AS A FIST!

03. WORK (lyrics by Marce)

I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna go down on the basement from 7 to 6

I dont wanna , dont wanna, dont wanna wake up in the morning when I need to sleep

Everyday is the same old story , everynight I would fly away

I’ve been working for a long time, now is the time to START TO PLAY

WORKING! BLEEDING! DYING! that’s not for me...

WORKING! BLEEDING! DYING! that’s not for me... THAT’s NOT FOR ME!

Work is burning down every hour and every minute

I can feel while I’m writing these rhymes

I’d like to be in the city of nothing

I’d like to be in the city of fun

I’d like to be in the city of nothing

I’d like to stay in bed all day!

I dont wanna, I dont wanna, I dont wanna be treated like a slave without any wayout

What I know, What I know, What I know, is the cause of my pain and it’s feeding my will

I’ll keep tryin’ with ALL MY STRUGGLE, every strain I will never forget

I’ve been working for a long time, now’s the time to START TO LIVE

WORKING! BLEEDING! DYING! that’s not for me...

WORKING! BLEEDING! DYING! that’s not for me... THAT’s NOT FOR ME!

Every day, every hour, every minute I can’t stand why I’m feeling so down...

I should run in the fields and the fuckin’ streets...

I should play with my band on the ground

All this work’s gonna burning my time

I can feel it while I’m writing these rhymes

and I know I must leave it behind

and I’ll be ready to do what I want... do what I want for me

do what I want for me

....

I belong to a different human race - you don’t know what I’m feeling inside

all I do is what I think it’s right for me - and who are you to judge me

I don’t wanna work, I don’t wanna work.........

04. BAD VIOLINS (Lyrics by Pat)

INTRO BAD VIOLINS

BAD VIOLINS

BAD VIOLINS IN YOUR HANDS

1STROFA AND THIS TIME I WANNA READ IN YOUR DARKEST EYES

THEY ARE TELLING(ME) : ”WE KILL YOU BYE”

LET ME PRETTY, LET ME UGLY AND MAKE ME CRY

(BUT) DON’T WORRY! IT’S ALLRIGHT

AND NOW YOU ARE SCREAMING LIKE A BOMB

I TAKE MY ASS ON THE SECOND FLOOR

I DON’T KNOW IF I LOVE OR (I) HATE

YOUR STUPID VIOLINS IN MY HEAD

2STROFA AND THIS TIME I WANNA READ INTO YOUR MOUTH

IT’S TELLING(ME): “I BRING YOU DOWN”

LET ME PRETTY, LET ME SLUTTY AND MAKE ME DIE

MY ANSWER IS JUST A SMILE

AND NOW YOU ARE SCREAMING YOUR WORSE SONG

I PUMP UP THE VOLUME UNTIL YOU’LL STOP

I DON’T KNOW IF I LOVE OR (I) HATE

YOUR STUPID VIOLINS IN MY

PRE RIT. VIOLINS IN MY

VIOLINS IN MY

(VIOLINS IN MY)

RIT. (I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON TO KNOW THAT I’M NOT OK

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON TO KNOW THAT I’M WITHOUT BRAIN

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON YOU KNOW I CANNOT CHANGE MY WAY

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR REASON COME ON PLEASE WANT YOU SUCK MY PAIN

3STROFA AND THIS TIME I WANNA READ IN YOUR FUCKING EYES

THEY ARE TELLING(ME) : ”WE KILL YOU BYE”

LET ME PRETTY, LET ME UGLY AND MAKE ME CRY

(BUT) DON’T WORRY! IT’S ALLRIGHT

AND NOW YOU ARE SCREAMING LIKE A BOMB

I TAKE MY ASS ON THE SECOND FLOOR

I DON’T KNOW IF I REALLY HATE

YOUR STUPID VIOLINS IN MY

I SEE THE MOON AND MOON SEES ME

GOD BLESS THE MOON AND GOD BLESS ME

I SEE THE MOON AND THE MOON SEES ME

GOD BLESS THE MOON AND GOD

KICK ME

RIT. (I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON TO KNOW THAT I’M NOT OK

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON TO KNOW THAT I’M WITHOUT BRAIN

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR LESSON YOU KNOW I CANNOT CHANGE MY WAY

(I) DON’T NEED YOUR REASON COME ON PLEASE WANT YOU SUCK MY PAIN

SUCK MY PAIN!

SUCK MY

05. UNSCARRED (lyrics by Marce)

too many people have tried to fuck me, but anyway I’m standing here again

with my troubles, my friends and a pocket full of songs

Never give up, be hard as a stone, and you’ll never feel like shit

Don’t belong to anybody’s scene: I can see that It’s never been true

NOTHING – NEVER – Leave me without hope

ALWAYS – STANDING – and I’m pleased to be alone

NOTHING – NEVER – means anything to me

ALWAYS – STANDING – in a world with nothing to give

so many pages have to be written in the book of my daily life

and my spirit will be strong against the boredom of time

I will leave all the problems on my back, and I will look at the past with no fear

Won’t you be a part of my crew? Won’t you see what we’re able to do?

NOTHING – NEVER – Leave me without hope

ALWAYS – STANDING – and I’m pleased to be alone

NOTHING – NEVER – means anything to me

and I’m always standing in a world with nothing to give...

I’m tired of waiting for someone, I like to draw my life

there is no justice for the honest and the selfless now

UNSCARRED – that’s what I am today

UNSCARRED – I’m trying to do my way

Most people don’t know , who I am on the inside

and the thoughts I have in my mind

just because I am shy, and I can only sing tunes

UNSCARRED – that’s what I am today

UNSCARRED – I’m trying to do my way

06. MY VOICE (lyrics by Marce)

Nobody knows I’m hardcore fuckin’ MC

with a gun in my brain and my eyes on the TV

set – you know that you don’t get bored

when I’m on the stage you better pray to the lord

Nobody likes me when I hold the Mic

but they still don’t know I’m dynamite

listen to me babe, try to understand

don’t you like this shit?

you better FUCK yourself!

Runnin’, hiding, I guess you know what I’m saying

and I’m down with my crew

and now it’s time to introduce to you...

a really cool girl who knows how to rock...

Thank you prince of darkness for your presentation, right!

and I don’t know what I’m supposed to say

I’m writing poems,

I’m singing feelings,

I’m screaming freedom in the outside world

I use my voice-like a gun

for the people who cares

and I can reach the highest levels

with a flick of the tongue

And I’m sorry, I’m sorry

that you can’t do what I can do

because your envy’s too big!

... so you got troubles with the Dead-crew?

come on here and we’ll show you the truth!

Can’t you hear me?

Can’t you hear my voice

Can’t you hear me?

Can’t you hear the noise...

Little dark sucker with a mask on your head

we’re to demonstrate we are made of stone

so- fast and slow, can’t you hear my flow?

come on, stand up here if you want some more!

(I’m) Drinking beers in the pub and I don’t know where I am

because I’m sick in the head and all I see is black

I’ve got an open mind with a screamin’ voice

A well-equipped gun with a shot inside

WE’RE DOWN! – and you don’t know what are you doing now?

WE’RE DOWN! – the team is ready to jump around

WE’RE DOWN! – and don’t you like this shit?

someone’s standing on the microphone

spittin’ words and sentence in the front of your face

through your fist in the air if you know who I am

I am the bass player, I am the rhyme kicker

and everybody in the the house get ready to dance

all I do, all I say, you don’t know where I lay

the words are falling from my mouth like a stone from the wall

I play the role like a star with the mic in my hand

can’t you feel what I’m saying? Can’t you hear my friend?

Stop tha bullshit, stop them now

Put on your trousers and get some fun

with the deadwalk, with the deadwalk

with the deadwalk, you dirty motherfucker!!

- So you got troubles with the deadcrew?

- come on and we will show you the truth!

Can’t you hear me?

Can’t you hear my voice

Can’t you hear me?

Can’t you hear the noise...

07. YOUR GOVERNMENT (lyrics by Marce)

We don’t need your goverment!

We don’t need your goverment! NOW!

Nothing can make a change on me...

I always listened to same old shit

I went angry when I saw what you’ve done

I point the gun on the TV and I pull the trigger!

... PULL THE TRIGGER

... PULL THE TRIGGER... and I pull the fuckin’ trigger!

08. LIES AND SHADOWS (lyrics by Pat)

STROFA EVERY TIME THE SKY FALLS OVER ME

INSIDE THE SCARS OF SOME BAD SECOND SKIN

EVERY TIME YOUR THINK AGAIN RUN TO HER

I BITE MY TONGUE, MY GUITAR, MY LIPS

EVERY TIME YOU SAY THAT I’M A NEGATIVE CREEP

THERE’S BLOOD IN THE EYES IN MY SEX IN THIS SHIT

EVERY TIME YOU SING THE SAME SILENCE TO ME

EVERY TIME YOU RAPE MY DREAMS

RIT. I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK BABE

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF LIES

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF SHADOWS

I GIVE YOU MY DEAD DRUNK SILENCE

STROFA EVERY TIME THE SKY FALLS OVER ME

INSIDE THE SCARS OF SOME BAD SECOND SKIN

EVERY TIME YOUR THINK AGAIN RUN TO HER

I BITE MY TONGUE, MY GUITAR, MY LIPS

EVERY TIME YOU STARE

EVERY TIME YOU SCARE

EVERY TIME YOU FUCKED UP

EVERY TIME YOU RAPE MY DREAMS

RIT. I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK BABE

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF LIES

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF SHADOWS

I GIVE YOU MY DEAD DRUNK SILENCE

TELL ME NOW

KISS OR LIE

PLEASE TELL ME NOW

NOW

RIT. I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK BABE

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF LIES

I SELL YOU A CHEAP PACK OF SHADOWS

I GIVE YOU MY DEAD DRUNK SILENCE

MY DEAD DRUNK SILENCE

MY DEAD DRUNK

09. EMPTY HEAD, EMPTY WORDS (Lyrics by Ale)

I HAVE FAITH AND THIS IS ALL I NEED

I’M THE SHELTER OF MY OWN DREAMS

READY TO START, TO BUILD A NEW DAY

THIS IS MY LIFE, MY MIND, MY TRUE FUCKIN’ WAY

ALWAYS FIGHTING TO STAY ON THE GROUND

EVERYBODY KNOW IT’S NEVER REALLY EASY

I HAVE DONE BY MYSELF ALL THAT YOU CAN SEE

I SPEND MY TIME TRYING TO BE ME

I’M NOT SEARCHING FOR

EMPTY HEAD EMPTY WORDS

CONNECT YOUR BRAIN BEFORE YOU TALK

YOUR UGLY SERMON IS JUST A BORE

I’M NOT SEARCHING FOR

EMPTY HEAD EMPTY WORDS

I WANT TO GIVE YOU AN ADVICE MAN: SHUT UP!

NOW YOU PRESSURE ME, WHAT THE FUCK?

YOUR MOUTH IS TELLING IT’S TIME FOR ME TO GROW UP

I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE SO FUCKIN BLIND

DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT FOR ME THIS IS A A LIFESTYLE

JUST EMPTY WORDS, YOU BETTER LOOK AT THE SCORE

YOUR SHIT MAKES ME STRONG LIKE NEVER BEFORE

NOW YOU PRESSURE ME, WHAT THE FUCK?

YOUR MOUTH IS TELLING IT’S TIME FOR ME TO GROW UP

I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE SO FUCKIN BLIND

DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT FOR ME THIS IS A A LIFESTYLE

TOO MANY THINGS ABOUT ME YOU IGNORE

YOUR HEAD IS EMPTY AND SO ARE YOUR WORDS

10. NO MORE BROKEN DREAMS (Lyrics by Marce)

When I was sitting down against a wall

of thousands of good reasons

I realize my way was full of clouds

And all the little things that makes me feel

like a Bad Hot ROcket are always in my mind

and Im feeling down...

SOME DIRTY ROCKNROLL

It s all I have to give you

HIGH VOLTAGE SHOT OF ROCK

It s what you need from me...

And all the days I passed before

living in a state of waiting

doesnt mean Im a kind of dreamer now.. oh no

So long been waiting for the day

when the sun will rise at our backs

think about our oldest broken dreams...

broken dreams...

....

I tried so hard to think about the gigs we played

and every little town, and every little place

just gave me something good

What can I do right now?

What can I say?

you know I cant live without it

and I do the better way

...

I wanted

To play

ont try to give me a line

Dont try to ask me to stay

11. NOT GRANTED ROOM (Lyrics by Marce)

they ‘ve taken places we need for our liberal meetings

because they think that our brains are not able to think or see!

i ll stand up for our rights i ll be ready to fight all the abuse that i ll see

and the place they have stolen will be a new start for you and for me

i ll fight against the racist and injustice system

i ll fight for the people like you and me

i ll fight against the politicians full of shit

i ll fight for my right to live and to be free

another fuckin riot!!!!

So long been waiting for a rightful space – and the time is coming now!

We’re seeking justice in a misfit World and we’re – Ready to shout our rights!

My hands are bleeding while I’m clenching fists – and I’ll never forgive your mistakes

and I hope – You will never see – another light of the day!

i ll fight against the racist and injustice system

i ll fight for the people like you and me

i ll fight against the politicians full of shit

i ll fight for my right to live and to be free

we will take another place because we re not dying

my brain is not a part of your system ... my brain is alive

they re stealing all our rights you better open your eyes!

not granted not granted room

12. DRY (Lyrics by Marce)

I won’t listen!

I’ve got no time to think if I’m doing right

I’ve gotta know, I’ve gotta hear WHY

Forever left in a world that anyone can see

My hand is drawing a sun in every loser’s dream

THE WALLS ARE FALLING, your head it’s gonna bleed wine

THE SKY IS CRYING, nobody can tell me why

I’m sitting here with my brothers at night

Never. Cross. My fuckin’. WAY

I – CAN SEE IT - MY - REVIVAL

I’ve got the questions for all the things I wanna know

I’ll have my answers – DEEP INSIDE MY HEAD

The view is changing and I often think I don’t deserve

But I’m doing all these things with my heart (spoken)

my mind is melting

STONED IN MY BRAIN I WILL LET YOU FALL – DOWN!

Sitting on the pavement with the guitar in my hand

nothing’s gonna strike me and I don’t feel sad

WITH A DIFFERENT MIND – and a different thinking

I let my spirit fly on the highest peaks

DON’T STEAL MY FREEDOM

DON’T DEPRESS ME

DON’T EVER THINK YOU’re THE ONE THAT CAN WIN

Holy smoke, nothing sacred, follow me and I will be your guide

NO – BEGINNING – FOR – OPPRESSION

I’ve got the questions for all the things I wanna know

I’ll have my answers – DEEP INSIDE MY HEAD

The view is changing and I often think I don’t deserve

But I’m doing all these things with my heart (spoken)

13. SUPER BORING MUSIC (Lyrics by Marce)

I’ve got an inside-timer

My car is always empty

I think that the president sucks!

I think it’s time to rock now!

It’s all inside my head – I fuckin’ hate it!

Surrounds me everyday – It ruins all my mood!

I want to clean my ears, I ask myself the reason of this poverty of ideas

All I wanna know right now, it’s just if there’ll be an end

All I wanna do is close myself in a noiseless room today.

....

I’m sick and tired of all the songs that you play

They sound so boring, and they still are all the same

Is such a fun to play like piles of bands?

In this world of middling, I’m searching something new!

And when I go to the shows, I see that nothing changes

I see that nothing changes, It’ s just the same old shit

And when I go to the store, I see your records in stands

I’d like to burn’em all!

I can’t wait (4X)

You’re faking all the people

You’re faking all the people – We don’t need to fake them

You’re faking all the people

You’re faking all the people – We don’t need to fake.

And when I go to the shows, I see that nothing changes

I see that nothing changes, It’ s just the same old shit

And when I go to the store, I see your records in stands

I’d like to burn’em all!

You’re faking all the people

You’re faking all the people – We don’t need to fake them

You’re faking all the people

You’re faking all the people – We are True.

We’re true! (XX)

14. INTO THE DEEPEST FOLDS OF LIVING (Instrumental)