The Hellfreaks - Red Sky (Unplugged) [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

This is the official channel of the Hungarian punk rock metal band THE HELLFREAKS! ▶▶ Enjoy our single & Music Video 'Red Sky Unplugged', the acoustic version of our song Red Sky! Join the freak crew & don't forget to subscribe!

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▶Recorded by Gabi Domján
▶Mixed by Bence Jobbágy
▶Mastered by Tom Waltz
▶Written by The Hellfreaks
The Hellfreaks are:
Zsuzsa Radnóti - Vocals
Jozzy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Gabi Domján - Bass, Guitar, Backing Vocals
Béla Budai - Drums

Video made by: Toma Pictures // www.tomapictures.hu
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LYRICS:

Under the red sky
I wave my flag which says
We never, never forget
Under the red sky
We turn to stags and raise our antlers
Tonight we gore your threats

Goddamn, why am I here again, why am I here again
I’m fallen. I hate the smell of cigarettes,
But I smoked myself to death
I smiled back to so much pain, to so much pain
For nothing. Broken lips transfixed by all they’re holding back.

Stop cutting me down to your size, cutting down to your size
I’m drowning. One day we could all laugh hard
But first we fall apart
You’ve pushed us down from the plank, deep down from plank
So now we’re all together to make it better

You’d rather snuggle up the trunk and ask the fallen leaves
If they could hide you from the march of angry feet
We can’t wait to see your face, when you will fall from grace
We’ll raise our antlers high to hail our broken chains

We are the ones your forget, the ones you left behind
We are your desperation, all that had tied you blind
We are the ones you chose for giving the bitter pills
We are burned out sleepwalkers without our dreaming-skills