Format:

Impulse Tracker 2.14v3 IT 2.14

Size:

3463315 bytes

BPM:

125

Speed:

8

Channels:

11

Song Length:

16

Samples:

34

Instruments:

34

Patterns:

15

Tracks:

1

Track length:

165

SHA1:

3329940d6564ff286483be2b3cff2fe4f228f806

MD5:

e1a11d5b519f898e13e9b7669ca32305

Basty/CDGS and Ronaldo proudly present:


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The text for all which are unable to understand by listening:

1. Part:

   In the night, when it is dark,
   you see no light, the dogs don't bark.
   everything seems to be trashed,
   as the cars have crashed.

   Coming across a small passageway,
   It does not look very well,
   No, it looks like entering hell,
   it's going on so every day.

   Walking down the streets,
   where all the people have gone,
   It looks like it's has been done,
   taking all our life seeds.

   All seems to be quiet,
   no matter how long you wait.
   Suddenly you hear a scream,
   as you have entered his realm.

Chorus:

   It was a murder,
   Oh yes,
   There's a murderer,
   causing so much pain,
   many people are slain.

   And outside it's wet,
   He thinks he does it fine.
   And when you're dead,
   he drinks some wine.

   And outside it's wet,
   He thinks he does it fine.
   And when you're dead,
   he drinks some wine.

2. Part:

   After jumping out from his hide,
   causing trouble so much wide,
   in his hands wearing a knife,
   wiping the blood from his head,

   Nobody seems to be safe,
   as his unexpected behave,
   makes you to the next victim,
   'cos everyone wants to dig in.

   Every day somebody is missing,
   cause he's gonna pissing.
   Just gonna having no mercy,
   nobody's saving healthy.

Chorus

3. Part:

   Mustn't ask one thing?
   Why he's gonna fuckin' well,
   without sent to hell,
   not giving him wings.
   
   Where's the police?
   I can't see any cops.
   Are they gonna wrestling,
   taking our last hopes?

   All the time we did nothing,
   just watching like cowards,
   not giving him the rewards
   for all the trouble things.

   Yeah! Put this treat an end.
   Over all the corpses he went,
   Just driven in rage,
   what's up with charge?

Chorus (2x)

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1. Sweeper
2. Open High Conga
3. Mute High Conga
4. Snare
5. Gated Snare
6. Splash Cymbal
7. Synth Strings 1
8. In the night, when it's..
9. everything seems to be...
10. Coming across a small...
11. It does not look very...
12. No, it looks like...
13. it's going on so every...
14. Walking down the streets,
15. where all the people...
16. it looks like it has...
17. taking all our life...
18. All seems to be quiet...
19. no matter how long you...
20. Suddenly you hear a scrm.
21. as you have entered his..
22. Gizzmo.Scream
23. It was a murder, Oh yes
24. There's a murderer,
25. causing so much pain,
26. many people are slain.
27. And outside it's wet,
28. he thinks he does it fine
29. and when you're dead,
30. he drinks some wine.
31. And outside it's wet,(ch)
32. he thinks he does... (ch)
33. and when you're dead,(ch)
34. he drinks some wine. (ch)