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4 songs about the urge to disappear, to drink, to self-destruct, to procrastinate and the thought that there might be a way out.


released December 11, 2014



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Sunwharf Budapest, Hungary

We’re a couple of dudes from Budapest/Hungary. We like COC and Knut. We like rock.

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Track Name: Budapessimism

Lingering on a dusty overpass

(I) couldn’t distinguish the sky from all the dirt

Seeing another plane flying over, alas:

It left me behind, like all the others did.

Horrifying, bleak uncertainty

Makes me ache and anxious to sleep at night.

I’d rather stay, but I’m afraid my sanity

Would leave without me – with nobody left in sight.


The swamp-grey sky 

Would drag me under

From concrete’s cold 

Into ill-drawn wonders

Distant cities lure with hazy eyes

Bored and forlorn I respond to different lies

Mediocrity always finds its way

Near and far there’s no peace worth to stay.


The swamp-grey sky 

would drag me under

From concrete’s cold 

into ill-drawn wonders.


Below well-known skies

I stop to wonder

Since all that’s been told

Is out in the yonder.
Track Name: Drought

Verse 1:

Dazed all day.

I sense that

my clear thougts


Strength of mind


Truth no longer

quenches my thirst.


Haze blinds my sight

(and) banishes

all bold moves I ventured at first.

Verse 2:

Pour a glass of liquid gold

feel caressing warmth!

Boisterous joy is sold,

sordid  fate’s foretold.

Verse 3:

Raise a glass - your sick and old -

to long-faded charms!

You’re oblivious to the cold

There’s nothing left to hold. 

refr. 2

Far too late I realized

I have succumbed to my own greed

Scapegoats follow my spineless lead

down a gloomy path.
Track Name: Yoke

1. / We start our day with little white lies
for a last moment of irresponsibility
before we go on to idolize
our instant gods of deception.

2. / the only yoke I have to endure 
is my apathy due to freedom of choice
Once I had plans but now I'm unsure
thank god for all the distraction!

3. /  Killing time logged off from reality
I bid farewell to dreams and inspiration - 
traded for predictability
and superficial sensation.

Refr.: Easily amused I browse
an uneventful history
procrastinating further
Until I'm out of excuses.

reprise: No more excuses.
Track Name: Voiceless

Far above our accustomed trails of denial and out of sight
As blinded pawns we follow a vile way of lies into cold black night

I want to feel some sanity
to be able to see

I recall we were more than hollow shells in the time of seeking minds.

I start to see what our questions should be,
Whom I must ask I need to seek

Words worthless - speeches dumb
The herd dies living voiceless and numb

But a few are about to awake now from dreamless sleep with the tide they'll come.

I start to see what our questions should be,
Whom I must ask I need to seek

Words worthless - speeches dumb
The herd dies living voiceless and numb.

Spoken word:

"Vannak helyek, ahol szívesen látnak bennünket, de olyanok is, ahol ártalmas gyomként, járványként tekintenek ránk, olyasmiként, amit rögvest vesztegzár alá kell helyezni és elpusztítani. De vajon hol lehet meghúzni a határt fertőzés és művészet között?" (Neil Gaiman)

I pledge to obey no man nor faith, I'll leave my past and doubts behind
I step outside the maze and think - reclaiming my subjected mind.