Northern Drug

by Speakzodiac

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $4.95 USD  or more

     

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.

about

℗ 2016 Sunkope Records
© 2016 Sunkope Records

All rights of the producer and of the owner of the work reproduced reserved.

Unauthorized copying, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting of this record prohibited.

credits

released April 29, 2016

Speakzodiac are

PA Hafiz - Vocals, Guitars

Faris Khairi - Keyboards

Ahmed Yahya - Bass

Muzaffar Johar - Drums




All songs written by PA Hafiz

Produced by Faizal Shahrin and Speakzodiac

Engineered by Ben Tio, Faizal Shahrin and Tom Bollock

Recorded at Ark Studio, Natz Studio and Greenhouse Studio

Mixed by Faizal Shahrin at Natz Studio

Mastered by CL Toh at Mastering One





Art Direction and Graphic Design by Zulhezan

Artwork Concept and Design by PA Hafiz

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Speakzodiac Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Speakzodiac is a raging pool of bad genes, an epiphany that breaks out as the sponge squeezes out a seabed of hookers. The king rests his lazy bones on his couch, endlessly repeating his mantra, longing to escape his Victorian dreams. As the crown drops, the Round Table commences ... more

contact / help

Contact Speakzodiac

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: Spongy B. (Ladle Not Paddle)
Sure, make it silent like,
I've got everything under control tonight,
Load them magazines,
Gonna try, make it right,
Don't fuck it up will you please.

Hellbound, this is hard.

Get me out of this pale situation,
A question/second that might instill,
Perpetual, solitary mind.
Let me do, fits and meets the equation,
Yeah, it leeches me out, I'm a tumbling dice,
Relishing putting eves to ground.

Sure, I'll make it silent like,
I've got everything under control,
and I,
Load them magazines,
Gonna try, make it right,
Don't put it on me please.

Hellbound, this is hard.
Track Name: St. Just (A Doll's Bleak House)
The crowded stairs, parisienne surreal,
Sniff'em snow to clear this wanderlust mind,
Bridging what leads a splendid isolation,
Longing for the waiting charade.

Alas, the state I'm in, as
Picasso, Van Gogh, and Gauguin,
Were always forever succumbed,
Within limbo dreams,
There's something here nobody dares,
To question what's behind the scene.

Stuck on a leash, tied along,
Watch as she bleeds till her story gets told,
Cannot breathe the night here is long,
No, no, no, no,
Scream your lungs out, but you can't leave,
No relief here.

Desire whatever you want,
Repeat the crimes, the patterns familiar to none,
Passed through a fine grey line,
Choose to render yourself, not surrender to die.

Get out we're in for a ride,
No, there's no easy way out,
Shaking and teasing,
The silence, it's not real,
Wrapping eyes, concealing minds, consolation pride,
A great tribulation for those, who dare not try.

Stuck on a leash, tied along,
Watch as she bleeds till her story gets told,
Cannot breathe the night here is long,
No, no, no, no,
Scream your lungs out, but you can't leave.

Finally, you're tied up along,
Till you bleed, will this story be told,
Cannot breathe the night's too long,

Hear your screams dancing free,
Into the void.

Keep feed this disease, not foreign indeed,
Till the blood on the cracks, there's no trace of me,
Long knives swirling in the dark,
Treacherous love,
Pleasure and lust,
This wild inflicted rage.
Cannot self-contained.
Any mortal.

Kiss the flames and choke them,
You wretched dame, wicked game,
A rendezvous, ended with all cards being preyed.

No, it never fades away,
Wait, for eternal night,
To devour all relics of light.
Track Name: Passerby (Lil' Brit)
Seems like always, it's just like a prayer,
Don't forget your lines, the part, it's all in your head.
A guy behind playing tic-tac-toe,
Crowd ain't easy, and
Now, you rather be alone with time.

But don't you rely on it, cause it's never been nice.
Not enlightened too, won't you believe it,
It really just comes and goes.

Cut some slack, well love is a drag.

Make believe what you want, believe it while it last,
Time it rhymes while you sleeping through,
All this mess, are just getting in and out of hand.

The crashing revolutionaire,
Nevermind all, only their moments to reign.
In the end, don't think I can stay,
Triggered passion unfold, my vision distorted.

It's alright, all is bright, that's the saying,
Don't turn blue,
Won't you try the least to stay alive,
Passerby.
It's alright, not as bright, what am I saying?
What's the use in being alive,
When there's nothing reeling inside.

Rather be alone with time,
But don't you rely on it, cause it's never been nice.
Not enlightened too, won't you believe it,
It really just comes and goes.

It's alright, all is bright, that's the saying,
Don't turn blue,
Won't you try the least to stay alive,
Passerby.
It's alright, not as bright, what am I saying?
What's the use in being alive,
When there's nothing reeling inside.

Looking through what's within you,
Still I don't know what I have found.
Track Name: Bonfire (Endless Trial of a Restless-Heart)
Swallow the drop, the last redemption,
Unravel whispery cries, sinked deep thoughts far from grace,
In my intrusive mind,
Everytime I lose myself, caught in another fainting glimpse,
To live fast, before it gets too low,
I don't need no peace of mind.

Got to do this one right, no turning back and hide,
Till there is nothing to blow.
Fear ignites, no contemplation suffices,
Not even saving your own,
This soul ain't got no place to go.
Till there's nothing below us,
We end this tonight.

Spin around you bonfire,
Burn in my eyes,
Your hair glowing with desires,
And your protruded shoulders,
Seeding the flames.

Everytime you amuse myself, caught in another fainting glimpse,
To live fast, before it gets too low,
I don't need no peace of mind.

Got to do this one right, no turning back and hide,
Till there is nothing to blow.
Fear ignites, no contemplation suffices,
Not even saving your own,
This soul has got no place to go.
Tonight's the night,
We're endless tonight.

Slowly dive in river denial,
Forever lost wrapped inside this maze you made,
Past is forgotten, the present not here,
If only our future could last.
Track Name: Red Mourning Glass (Sleep in Sounds)
Strike a chord, hesitation,
What's the worst that might go wrong,
To shed your dreams away.
Desperation, a rattling call,
Hold back the despair, subsiding in love lost.

It ain't easy at all, neverending loving a lie.

Dig this wretched soul out,
Yet it never ceases,
Try to decide, all in vain,
Yet it never ceases,
A falling ladder.

Fade inside,
Yearning for the day, that's not shattered and forlorn,
But now,
Crucify this feelings bloomed, did they rip me out,
Chasing against tidal waves.

Strangest voice calms the night,
Waiting alone under starry lights,
Only you could've freed the fogginess out of this mind.

The reach for tomorrow, that's much too soon,
Is it wrong to mourn, in this perfectly silent flight,
When we're now dancing eye to eye,
Into the darkness of night.

Dig this wretched soul out,
Yet it never ceases,
Try to decide, all in vain,
Yet it never ceases,
A falling ladder.

Fade inside,
Yearning for the day, that's not shattered and forlorn,
But now,
Crucify this feelings bloomed, did she rip me out,
For the chase against tidal waves.

Sleep in sounds.

Morning creeps in to set you leaving,
Let me follow you out, to
Tear off a tiny farewell.

Strike a chord, my mistake,
What's the worst that might go wrong,
Don't shed your dreams away, not
Our separation, and rattling calls.

Hold back the despair, subsiding in love lost.
Hold back the despair, realizing that love flows.

Hold back the despair, no one ever loved (like this)