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MÉLANCOLIA - Lithia feat. Hunter Young (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

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Video Description: Official music video for Lithia [feat. Hunter Young of Moodring] from Melbourne blackened nu-metal outfit @melancolia_exe. Taken from the album “random.access.misery” out now. Listen and Order now: https://geni.us/random-access-misery Subscribe to Mélancolia: https://nblast.de/subs-melancolia-yt Subscribe to Nuclear Blast: https://nblast.de/NBytb Subscribe to Greyscale: http://bit.ly/GSRyt 🎟️ TOUR DATES & TICKETS https://bnds.us/7g04ic Visit Melancolia at: https://www.instagram.com/melancolia_exe https://www.tiktok.com/@melancolia_exe https://www.facebook.com/melancolia.aus https://www.youtube.com/@melancolia_exe https://twitter.com/melancolia_exe Video credits: Engineered by Declan White Produced by Mélancolia and Declan White Mixed & Mastered by Declan White Video by Steller Media D.O.P - Karl Steller Set Assistant - Abbey Bamford Props Master - Blair Meat Co. BTS - Shaun Wilkinson Actor - Patrick Haas --- spit around the lisp and till you slip the tongue open up the wrist st-t-t stitch it up spit around the lisp and till you slip the tongue open up the wrist st-t-t stitch it up break bread [break bread] heretic! [hypocrite] its all spoiled flesh until the needle slips define heaven until it’s sin or it’s ignorance is bliss nail myself to the cross when i count the stars i cant see the light martyr, spit out [waste] wasting and wasting reduced until it’s nothing a splinter a sickness a nausea i’ve come to call my own schizophrenic or synthetic? i’m apathetic schizophrenic or synthetic? i’m a-a-a-a [until we’re out] too late I’m out of time place the coins on my eyes no point in getting close cause I’m already empty i let them pick me clean carve myself from your body left lying on the floor again i guess it sums it up always the same sick fuck eat away what surrounds me again paint me chrome and cold let me sell my soul paint me chrome and cold let me sell my soul [let me sell my soul] when i count the stars i cant see the light martyr, spit out this is misery illustrated in flesh sealed with a bullet and a kiss god bless this mess paint me chrome and cold let me sell my soul