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The Most Cursed of Hands

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ When Death went down to the river And He came to fall; to lose it all To fool the fool too quick to call While the gambler’s stacks grew …

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Rooster

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

They say a rooster sings even on the day it ends up in the pot. The rooster rules the coup. With chest full of puffery and bravado, it sits itself …

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Daedalus

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me. This island, our prison, our home. ♫ A good father knows that his child follows his example more …

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Memories

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine… It is said that memories are the sweetest flowers of all the seasons of …

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The Rose

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ Some say love, it is a hunger An endless aching need I say love, it is a flower And you, its only seed ♫ When a soul is lost …

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Losing Your Religion

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ Oh life is bigger It’s bigger than you, and you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I’ve said …

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Nothing Compares

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

El Mariachi Muerte walks a lonely road, one he had trod so many times before. The Horseman sits, his back resting up against the familiar wood of a door. A …

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Little Lies

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.♫ “We have all heard the story of the Boy that Cried Wolf.” “A cautionary tale of a boy who learnt the …

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The Chain

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

♫ Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies ♫ “Why fit in if you were born to stand …

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Knocking on the Door

In EMM, Promo by El Mariachi Muerte

Darkness, an expanse of nothing. Yet the visage of a door beckons El Mariachi forward. Guitar in hand, he plays as he moves towards the door. ♫ It’s getting dark, …