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Omega Impure – стрейт эдж хип-хоп проект парня по имени Джонатан (Jonathan Whittle, 29.01.1990 г.р.) из штата Джорджия, США. Ранее был известный под названием xDabluecornerx.
Omega Impure был создан в конце 2006 года тогда еще тремя участниками xDabluecornerx, ближе к середине 2007-го коллеги оставили Джонатана одного ради участия в своих собственных проектах. Все же, довольно «зеленый» Джонатан не растерялся и стал продожать творить сам, ведь уже тогда имел неплохую репутацию и имя, а главное - много наметок и амбиций. В своих текстах чаще всего пытается глубоко копнуть в социальные, личные проблемы, ну и, конечно же, преподнести стрейт эдж идеи.

тексты Omega Impure - S/T (2009)

1. Virtue or Vice
Sick and tired of living my life recklessly. Life's tough so live tougher, so I hold onto my necklace beads (Not you) If you were there in the end, would I be righteous or a sucker to stop and even think to breathe? You are not. You were not. Struggling to live through a heartache is knowing I overcame a loss and I forgot I can finally live like I've never been hurt. I have no reason to fear when my life comes first. This world has left me only to suffer and set my fingerprints onto the walls where I see my hands shrink. I gently come back to reality when I realized that this was not supposed to be yet I still sink. As time passes me by, no sane wholesome colors were around, yet my sun shines bright. Holding on and holding tight. When I'm gone, you will know that I was right. I was right. There is no evidence if this is hereditary, but in my mind I rarely get upset with you. I have issues and it's scary that I let the angry get the best of me, and you couldn't see that I was trying but I swore I was. Just because "You weren't there." Just because "It's not what I want, It's not what you want, It's for the best." and my mind is coming back from all this stress and I can say that nothings the same. Self-destruction was the name of the game that I played. So I sink to my merciful isolation. You only open your eyes to blind occasions and I'm facing nothing but broken teeth and chopped hair. A team of voices in loaded days of paper chasing in a nightmare. Sleeping in coffins and skulls as inkwells. Live on as my mirror is talking. Alone in hell. I am the talk of fever and teething. Oblivious to weather and still believing. Sworn man, let silence be. Hallowed, watched, and hated by me. There is no evidence if this is hereditary,
but in my mind I rarely get upset with you. I have issues and it's scary that I let the angry get the best of me, and you couldn't see that I was trying but I swore I was. Just because "You weren't there." Just because "It's not what I want, It's not what you want, It's for the best." and my mind is coming back from all this stress and I can say that nothings the same. Self-destruction was the name of the game that I played.

2. Foundation
This is my FO-UN-DA-TI-ON. This is my foundation. Listen, all my friends, yes, I do miss them. I want them to understand, I'm down when I diss them. These open shores lead to nothing glorious. These closed hands lead to something more than a fist, and I realize that you can never break me. Death only wishes that it can fucking take me, and I see you just sinking away. I'm X'd up but I see you drinking to an early grave. I speak my mind, and my mind's telling me that I don't care, I don't care. Nobody gives a fuck about you in this cold world full of hate. I guess I'll meet you at the black gates, cause I'm already in Hell in this place we call Earth. Not many can tell but I've been fucked up since birth. Your curses verses my premises. My mind comes equip with what it's worth so remember this. All against my nemesis, so let the crooks be crooks. Let the kids be edge, and let it lead them straight to books. To elevate your mind-state, heavy lies the crown. A strong mind holds no dead weight. I'll learn, one day, to stand life's ground. Every morning, mind on my grind. Who gives a fuck about this world, when they know the world's mine. In this second gift, I'm always down to ride. So innocent yet so negative inside (2x). My words will stain you like the permanent ink in your epidermis, but you somehow scarred this. I thought of the partnership you may have fought for but you're heartless. All I need is one word to start this. In these days such trivializations of the notion reflects false certainties of dogmatic minds, an ignorance of the assumptions that underlie the commonly accepted view of who was left behind. Deliver me from the sadness at my own suffering which self-love might give, but offer the madness, which I've conquered, to you is something you can't even dream to fucking live. I step up to the plate. Blurry visions from the lenses full of hate. Now you get it and did you get the memo? Your flat-bill never fitted. You couldn't keep up, and I'm fucking done. Every morning, mind on my grind. Who gives a fuck about this world, when they know the world's mine. In this second gift, I'm always down to ride. So innocent yet so negative inside (2x). My tolerance has faded. The kisses from the misses never made it. My bridges burnt from Satan. My wishes died on fate's plan. If I could get only one wish. I'd wish I gave a damn. Life is the vast silence between Alpha and Omega. You got to take life, don't let it take you. I miss my family. I miss having a life. I miss being within' reach, every day. Nine to five. Everything I say comes from heart. I'm here to stay but somehow torn apart. So listen closely, it's everything I'm missing mostly. My friends say "Oh my god, homie! You got a life? then show me!" There's more to this fucking city than always being lonely (but I already forgot how I used to feel about you.) Every morning, mind on my grind. Who gives a fuck about this world, when they know the world's mine. In this second gift, I'm always down to ride. So innocent yet so negative inside (2x)

3. Bound To Our Pain
There's only one sure thing in the world for me, I'll remember time and time again. I'll close my eyes and breathe, I'll love everyone of my friends until the end. You're only weak because life is easier for you. My hatred as for them is a goal they wish to consume and there's nothing that you can do.What good is love when I can never learn it What good is trust if I feel I'm never worth it?The thought doesn't exist when I try to match perfect. I'm through with these demons but why am I surrounded by serpents? I rip some pages out of the book. Only because I'm not what they need. Only because I'm overlooked. They don't comprehend what they read. Only because they don't understand. Head back to the shelf and back to reality. Even though you know me, you don't understand me. Left in misery in condemnation. With no family puts me in the past where I thought I was done with this situation. Man, I hate this. But moving on and pain follows, so I turn around and grab it's hand I won't be surprised when I crash land. When I crash land. In this waste land. I'll be six feet deep. There's only memories I wish to keep (2x) Our roses suddenly bloomed then suddenly not. Destiny had came and left me nothing, in the shadows, I will rot. Under my covers, forever, the darkness kept me in. Either everything or nothing is able to save me from my sin, my friend. The streets decay before my eyes, and the curse that I always fear, punished me for breathing new life into new year. (and I'm still here but I promise it's not what I planned for it to be.)

4. Hello From Nowhere
I got a sega game gear bag with a laptop in it. Not a macbook. I'm a broke bastard and I can't afford shit. I am straight edge and don't need no comment or statement but it's okay, sippin on some gatorade, hoping not to fade today, hope to see the pain away because hope is the only way. Wuddup open souls, wuddup broken home, wuddup broken bones, wuddup life? I'm glad I found you before I died. One question really, where have you been all this time? I haven't spoken to anybody except my girl. When I'm stress, you're stress so sorry for this stressful world. I am weak. I miss everything but I won't let my memories kill me. Ever so uplifting in another episode, in another phase, trying to face reality so cheers to an end. You people like me, get at me. Take action, live, love, breathe, make do and mend. Live like it's another year. This is my gift to you. Hello from nowhere x2 Hello from nowhere. I don't know where I'm going, I don't even know where I am. Just know that I'ma keep on flowin, I don't even give a damn. I'ma stay me and I'ma stay golden and I'ma stay on the streets. Sad to say, but this is not the only day I couldn't find a place to sleep. Strange how this change so I can find the real me. Beyond my watch that says 7:23. You can catch me tip toeing around the ville. With my braves cap on, tryna find a place to chill. With my backpack and my clear bag full of gear. With "Something In The Way" from Nirvana in my ears. I have suffered countless treasures and wonders this past going week. Why I am still the despicable nobody I never wanted to claim to be? Cheers to an end. You people like me, get at me. Take action, live, love, breathe, make do and mend. Live like it's another year. This is my gift to you, hello from nowhere x2 I feel ripped open in a ghastly fashion. I earned a place in infamy. My inner circle is entrusted so much as the length of a smallest centipede. Diametrically opposed, I suppose with this hatred, I am clothed. With this pledge, I am strong with this unbroken oath. Disintegration is this total situation with this life. I'm X'd up and ready to die. When I picked up a newspaper, all that read was shootings and killings then came across a verse said it's okay to eat fish cause they don't even got no feelings and a temporary lapse can be lost. When the depth of my knowledge is the cost when im left in the dark. My mouth is utterly unable to say what you are like cuz there's no end in sight. Cheers to an end. You people like me, get at me. Take action, live, love, breathe, make do and mend. Live like it's another year. This is my gift to you, hello from nowhere x2

5. First Sin
I'm in an empty shell. Hollow as my eyes when I figured I lost you in the haze. Stuck between the world with being amazed and not giving a fuck because I'll make my own way. Hey, why is everything so clear and so slow in a greyscale? I failed because I forgot to realize I'm still living in Hell. Well, it's getting hard to tell. Everything around me is in suits with blank faces and holding scalpels, telling me what to do. I get backfired by sound waves that reflect everything I yell. In the world, in this box, in my hell. The walls of this room is beat me into insanity. I can't breathe. I can't see. I can't do anything. This too is meaningless (2x) With the dawning of this inner light, your journey through darkness will be over. Having this faith is not an imaginary state of grace, devoid of conflict, disappointment or frustration. But learning and loving and mastering this faith, is learning how to transform negative feelings into positive feelings and negative experiences into lessons learned.

6. Last Atonement ft. Jamar Brown
I want to go back to the better days and experience what's coming my way and I don't mind, everyday, taking my time to sit and pray. And if you must, please, take me where I lay. It's a long day, that I want to just throw away. It's a long week, and I don't get enough sleep. It's a long year, and the past is not what I fear and I know that I don't belong here. But it's okay cause I got no one to blame and I hate to say, please stay. When I know that I'll be alone the next day. I guess I'm always known for always relying on fate. I won't forget to hold my breath when I rise to the top. Always in the deep end, the struggle never stops. There are two estimates of death. It's in: the palm of your hands/center of your chest. Just another day (2x) in the deep end. Forfeit to life used to be my plan b. My last resort when everything was too much for me. When conflicts, troubles, and issues just made my life all bland. Crush it up, finish dead, by my own hand. But that was then, this is now, living for today. Life's hard sometimes, but death won't throw that pain away. Through the struggles and troubles, just hold on to your faith. Live for the day, hold it down, walk straight. Life is living, no one said it's easy. Don't stop. There's better days, please believe me. Uphill struggle, easy road. It's up to you! Yo! No one else knows. Listen, everyone gets in a bind. Things get better, go slow, take your time. It's your life on the line. So just remember, don't give up.

7. Healing In His Wings
The devotion in my hands that I try to follow. Hope you understand that my heart is hollow. Even though, you all know there's pain in my heart, frustration on my mind. Too cold to warm up to know that everything will be fine. So I try to avoid the nonsense, that makes me nauseous because my conscience, steadily makes me cautious and it says to give up, but I say hold on. You'll never know what you have until it's gone. So I say, locked away in a cage together. You feel my rage, I'll feel your pain. We'll last forever and when we breathe, we succeed. When you leave, I clip your wings. No more angels. No more sleep for me and I am low, I am cold. Yes, I do want to give up. Here I go, I am told that I'm pushed by bad luck but not true. I love god but I still have issues. That's it. Father, I miss you and if you ask me, I will tell you that I have no story. This life means nothing when you don't give glory. I see no hate. My hands cover my eyes. I SWEAR I HATE THIS WORLD. Please, just let me die. Deceit, despair and the desolations there, but where is knowledge that we all once shared? Forever in this never-ending cycle of hatred, stands. I SWEAR I LOVE THIS WORLD. Please, just give me a hand. Forget yesterday and face now. Is it safe to say I want to see the world go down? They tell me that knowledge is key and only I can open doors to reality We can't do everything possible, though we wish we could, but we all know that fate brought us together, and we know that hate took out the good. Tetra disaster from the father in the forest but who is the master of our chorus? To the songs that we sing from our troublesome hearts. The dirge of the weak will soon set us apart. Free from vanity because the sun blinded us. I got a humble estimate of what this world will soon discuss. Plus, our sentence won't allow us to view our limitations. No love. No relief. No sensation. I turn the volume up when I hear the demons scream (4x) Further down the map, here I go. With a couple of candles to light my way. To whichever way the river flows. No lies against the inevitable truth. Against the wholesome, unpredictable, unreliable youth. So close your patient eyes and your misplaced guilt. Break down walls that your demons have once built. The broken trust is a relativistic concept. Life is like a maze and I'm just wondering if you're lost yet. Don't give up on us.

8. Sincerely Yours
You can paint a picture of what I've done. It's always time for change and to look at my outcomes and when I notice I don't got nothing to go back to. For everyone who put me down. Fuck you. And when I notice when I am hopeless, the diabolic detects dialects darker without focus. Now hold it. I seem to always cast matters aside. My father was greeted by Jesus, but between us, I wish for wings to fly. I was a fetus and I cried. No reason to deny my faith in God, but I've been robbed. No questions why. And I'm still clueless to this day, but I guess everything works out to be fine anyway. How kind of you to take my heart and wear it on your sleeve. Knowing that it hurts. No shirt. No heartbeat. The knowledge that I speak is underneath the gun. Deep like my motto was to blaze all and spare none. You edit the edges and wipe off your X's. Whatever life you live; It's a quick sited sellout quiz. You come and go and you witness. As the masses pierce you with hatred. Their favorite. Nobody business. But I've met the unique sense of feeling weak, and having a spot of acceptance to say you were there for me. And my heart dropped to the floor to hear you gone away. Everyday, missing you more (3x) Jus playing pitiful. You know I have the same old blame. Don't even bother when I'm going farther in this game. Jus coming up, back around like it ain't no thang. Three X's that I paid and expect no change. I watch you rise above the tide. Buried amongst the flames but whose to blame that you died. Let me explain how to maintain thresholds of pain. Decay and just washed away. Everyday (2x) Missing you more.

9. Time Is The Enemy
Listen, what's done is done. I knew I should of gave up when I came up. Pushing my luck, back to square one. Nevertheless, I manifest. Head to my desk, I'm wasting time and time has skinned my flesh. As I get older, my thoughts get colder. I would if I could drop this world off my shoulders. Bring the pain and misery for what they sent for me. Extraterrestrial entities. Myself, nothing but a shell of a broken man. The fire grows stronger for you to withstand, so you can say fear guides my wings. I'm just waiting you and whatever change that you might bring. The brave comes out at a hundred degrees, and I can tell you that my grave is waiting for me. I can tell you that my heat is pointing at your face. Bet a million bucks you'll fold like a pussy at the gates. Minutes from the wreckage saying life is wreckless. Praying not to die in this second, but life is breathless. Restless, 'cause the time we share is the enemy. From my enigma to my chaos. It was supposed to be. Another night off, how painful to see the flash. Another one gone, they say angels never last. These worthless nights get the best of me but they have yet to see, me tone it down and breathe. It's an off-beat night. The lights are low. The people talk so fast and still I walk slow (2x) So slow, so slow, so slow (2x) Take me, take me away (2x) Yeah, here we go. It's easy to ease the pain with the power of a coward. No time to explain, just wait to be devoured. Yeah, life is hectic. I'm living to die to see what you got. I'm dying to live to see what you're not. This place we call home is the mystery. So profound and the lie and letdown was meant to be. And once again, these worthless nights get the best of me but they have yet to see, me tone it down and breathe. 'Cause time is the enemy (In the end, as in the beginning, there will be a vast silence, broken by the sound of one person telling a story to another. We all change and make history) Yeah, time is the enemy (and we live within' a parenthesis surrounded by question marks. Don't dispel ignorance as cover. We're all just laced up in our own graves) Yeah, time is the enemy. Time is the enemy (Time is the enemy) I can tell you how much it means to me. I'm still edge (Back to reality) And here we go again, back to square one. I'm back to square one (3x)

10. A Gift For Delusion
You- you can't get out of bed. You- you can't find your keys. You- you don't want to get ready for another day. You don't ever want to leave. I can't see why you're so angry at the world. So angry at the world. When the mirror is talking back to me. x2

11. Into Vendetta ft. Billy The Kid
What is this feeling that I feel today? Buying flowers for my father's grave. Is this madness filled with anger or is this sadness surrounded by danger? This is the place where I learned to hate. I try to keep my head up but it's just too late. Every single day in every different way, I get so fed up with this damned place. Follow me into a new era. Into vendetta. This is the absolution. Into the world where half the population is the pollution. Coming clean to the outside world. Nothing to lose except the sun. Though, I'll make a better one. Gotta walk before I run. Gotta crawl before I walk. I'm always blasted before no gun. So, once I'm on my feet again, I realize that escape might not be so simple. Panic begins to set in. I can't stay because pain is so essential. He said lift up your wary eyes and look at the cloud with the light within. The star that leads the way is your star, so they say, let the friendship begin. I can find another way. I know there is another place. So I won't try any longer, any longer. I can't take this. This is the respected chapter in the wrong section. we spend a lifetime trying to get out of the place that saw us grow from kids to men. what we dont really get and we have to understand is the rest of the world is going to hell so lets save this place, where a peace of mind is found cast away from a voiceless crowd with no set ground i refuse to be a pawn, i reject the rotted lies, and im proud to know that when i go ill go with diamonds in my eyes, never walk away from this, my friends will hold me down, anchored by a promise, and a dream to keep us bound You don't wanna be the victim to the game and you don't wanna be the one to hold the blame.

12. Never Forget
You figured me out by dirty plans. Dirty hands. What everybody wants to hear. No need to wash them cause they'll be clean in a second whenever I choose to wipe away my tears. Living a life of dreams. Things can't get no better. You'll find meanings of warmth in one souls sweater. From the glory days to the wonder years. The story stays but so long childhood fears. I'll die with sore hands, laying on the floor. Until I can't carry my chaotic contraband of a heart anymore, and never settle for less. (Never settle with a heart that has been torn.) I remember at the time when I was 4 or 5. There was something missing like a father figure so I figured he wasn't alive, but in my mind. He either bought a plane ticket up or went to that lake of fire for a dive. I asked mom where was dad. She said in a nursing home. My brother and I was the only thing she ever really had, and I bet she was really proud to see how much I have actually grown. He was in a coma since I was 3. He had a stroke. I never knew until I started to wonder. I had my shirt soaked. I was so provoked, and I had my heart broke. But I kept on pushing and being consistent. He said I love you to my brother and looked at me like he didn't know I existed. So I tried to fix it and always visit him and prayed. That there would be one day he would call me Jonathan, instead of calling me by my brothers name. (What a shame.) I was the mistake. His only sons clone named Jonathan. A fake. I felt I lost a distant friend when he passed away in his last November in 2000. When I was only 10. After that, things went to Hell. My brother skipped school everyday because of fights. Can't write with fists so swell. I knew but couldn't tell. I knew family isn't for sale. At night, he would come home, so high with his eyes red like brake lights, and getting called names no one ever likes. Running away was the best idea that shined so bright. And living with a full blooded Korean mother, destined to work hard as ever. With two jobs, trying to make things blend together like salt and pepper. (Her crying every night is what I remember.) Quitting her school when she was seven, in the second grade. To help raise money for her family on the streets by selling flowers and lemonade. (Lemonade. Running around bare feet.) Seemless as I, I had butterflies turning into sharp knives inside, with my eyes to the sky. Asking god why? Now people say she's lucky. With a nice house and doing better than fine. To have met my step-dad that was raised in Kentucky. And when they smile, I smile, and when they're happy. I'm happy. But I'm still outside in the rain in pieces, waiting for my god sent. I just need someone to put me back together, (and to find my blueprint.)

13. Fantasies Are Loaded
What would you do if you had one month to live? You should keep one eye on what dissatisfies you about yourself now, and it is easier to design a satisfying future. What would you do? Would you make decisions on dealing with self-change? Blank minds somehow deranged. No. A shade of too much pressure with ideals that can turn into whip-like demands. Shake hands whenever you can. Suffocate my WILL power, the revolutionary minority in this psyche. To dictate the heavy handed dictators, and have a speech of what I think on the mic. Whatever you like. No. Would you even listen? No (2x) Would you ever listen? No (2x) Provoke repression and let my WON'T power see why I'm so up tight and why I learn from every lesson. Psychological and political growth toward a more harmonious state. Acceptance is mental. Change is gentle, but your love turns into hate. Your fantasies are loaded because they put us in touch with our repressed and unrealized desires. Thus, that's why we dream. Dry decisions flower into creative choice. We demand some kind of response. Individuals voice and background noise. You're blessed, so what? I'm blunt. Suicide of desires in this mess uncovered in trust. You take the wheel? We're all fucked. Frustration immobilizes us. Move from fantasy to decision. WOULD YOU EVEN LISTEN? I said you're everything that makes self disgust. Commit yourself on taking the first step. Alter the world in which you live in and walk to realization, and plan outside of the world of any animation. Would you even listen? No (2x) Would you ever listen? No. Fuck! Your fantasies are loaded (4x) We think we recognize order but then chaos makes it absurd. It seems as if the world is designed to drive us mad and hate is a strong word. But I hate this world. Reality is schizophrenic. Remember my name without a face. If mind is encapsulated in body then how can we travel in time and space? If I had one month to live I would not tell anyone, and pace myself in a such way I can accomplish more, and still have fun. Make every moment meaningful. Arrange for my own cremation. Solitude is beautiful. From self to world, this is a nightmare, but I don't want to wake up.

14. Stay Golden ft. Dustin Monk
(Chorus) We're drug free, always. Until the day we're dead. Stayin' golden XXX and always reppin' the edge. Made a pledge. Scribbled our names upon the dot. Chose to live free why half the world's not (2x) Reminiscin' on my past, used to be down and cry a lot. No dramatization to these altercations of hated dialogue. No, I'm being literal, times where arguments turned physical. Wanted to shine, so I kept my head on rhymes and being lyrical. You know these days it's typical to see the ignorant ignorance. It's absurd how they have an urge to get wasted and start fidgetin', but listen in. I got a different story to tell. When life won't let you grab it, because your bad habits have turned everything to Hell, don't come cryin' to me. I'll keep walkin' and steady mobbin', no suspects. You're the one that's guilty for causin' your weepin' and sobbin'. Goin' full force with no plans of stopping' a thief, and the world's attention is what I'm coppin'. Steadily hoppin' to different subjects, with a full stomach. Meant to grab the mic to hug it, accidentally ate it and still loved it. For the one's that's shoved us, pushed and always tried to break us down. Kill your dreams with nicotine, how many days you takin' off now? We're drug free, always. Until the day we're dead. Stayin' golden XXX and always reppin' the edge. Made a pledge. Scribbled our names upon the dot. Chose to live free why half the world's not (2x) Yes, straight fuckin' edge so watch your fuckin' mouth. Before you cross the line and my X's cross you out. You'll be marched face to face. Turn the page with control. With my soul. With a X and your motherfuckin' grave. This is a restless generation, slowly but surely, turning more irate. This is my promise to myself and no one else. Straight hate. There's no vision when people perish and that's how I see it. Strength and tenderness are needed for us or you can fucking leave it. Overloading on capacity. Always asking me. What it has to be and taking my final breath, when I couldn't breathe, and making my warm heart freeze. I'm still asking myself why am I so weak. In life, pleasure is a gift that doesn't depend on sacrifice. That's why we always end up thinking twice. So remorseful and vulnerable to drink. The three X's to your face will show you how much that I really think. We're drug free, always. Until the day we're dead. Stayin' golden XXX and always reppin' the edge. Made a pledge. Scribbled our names upon the dot. Chose to live free why half the world's not (2x)

15. As I Am
(I found a secret that...) When you cried, I wiped away all your tears. When you scream, I fight away all your fears. It leads to these dreams, all these years. Stop screaming at me, stop screaming in my ear. It's getting harder everyday. I'm slowly losing words to say. If I die, before I wake. Let my veins suffer from no blood like you weren't there. Just as lonely as I am. You will understand that I know I can and I don't give a damn. I was raised by the streets, of unwavering deceit. If I was raised by the world, I would be raised with defeat. I was taught I gotta sift through the refused. Don't give up then you won't lose. Don't let out then you can prove that you're not wasted away. Get a motive to face the day and have something to say. TThere's only so much a heart can take. I'm waiting so don't wake me up. I panic, therefore I fear. I was jealous therefore I loved. Leave me alone because you didn't care. Another breath to another year. I'll let you be nothing like a sky without stars from above. Since you weren't there, you can't tell me it wasn't tough but I know I can.

16. Fall
My fall has no leaves. My mind leaves when I fall. The days were sweet and the nights were young. I spit the words from my heart but my veins couldn't carry the verses to my tongue. I lay broad waking until time makes me no more and I crawl even further everyday to the shores of the endless oceans galore. A brother collects as he wanders the beach. A lonely son floats upon the tide within reach. A mother takes photos to make memories. My father wished me this before I lost my family. I'm the lonely one in that story and this is what he promised me. I am the only son who never receive enough for my honestly. Am I sufficiently rich to bear the expenses of my art that I paint inside my head? From the blood of my heart, the colors that I use are different shades of red. The bigger the picture, the more I bled. What is this feeling that I feel today? Buying flowers for my father's grave. This is the place where I learned to hate. I try to keep my head up but it's just too late. Every single day in every different way, I get so fed up with this damned place. So, once I'm on my feet again, I realize that escape might not be so simple. Panic begins to set in. I can't stay because pain is so essential. My father said lift up your wary eyes and look at the cloud with the light within. The star that leads the way is your star, so he said, let the choices begin. Where is my father now? He said will you run this life or fall back in the pile of leaves? and I said will you leave or someday run back to your family? Am I carried by the thought that there is a place of imprisonment for me? Not even. I'm just trying to adjust my eyes to see my breath in the cold when I breathe. So if there is trust then I'll hold back no leaves when I fall back. I am yet a child. I'll crawl on my own two knees and know that, I'm not afraid to fall. Hold back no leaves when I fall back. I am man. I stand on my own two feet and know that, I'm not afraid to fall, anymore.

17. Closed Heart
Shake hands because you never took a look to see. Closed eyes, closed mind. No help with the closed heart that's left on the shelf. Another closed book to me. Not calm but still edge. I let the dead weight explain my straight hate against anything you've said. Dead, I know. There's no hope, letting go of a precious life hanging on a rope. Denied. Crossed off every single line that was claimed to be a lie. Inhale with two deep breaths then hold it. I'll release it when you suffocate. You know this, knowing that's every time you took my breath away. Wishing you can fix this, I'm listless but only at one point. Fuck that, fuck this, fuck you, fuck truth. That's it.

[свернуть]

2009 - OMEGA IMPURE

Сообщение от Sergio

очень приятный релиз. минуса такие душевные. вообще, в нем собрано все лучшее из старых вещей и немало нового материала. как для 19-летнего парня весьма кошерно
порадовало наличие трека с Billy The Kid

[Avis]

Я подобный хапчик равняю всегда на Найван и Луптруп, почему-то.
Интересно, послушаю.

[impaled]

жуть какая

[xOLEGx]

та да, но пару треков ниче так. минуса слабые

[Sergio]

Сообщение от xOLEGx

Мне песенка Never Forget понравилась, приятное пианинко такое вначале и голос такой, как сказал георгий лексеич, моложавый) да и в целом такой не напряжный

ага)) мне тоже очень даже нравицца, некоторые песни в демке ваще не в тему канеша, но в целом приятно...на то она и лирика)

[Killer Of The Soul]

Послушал. Ничего конечно особенного. Действует очень расслабляюще.

[Diamond In The Ruff]

приятный проект

[Vegan]

Сообщение от xOLEGx

минуса слабые

Я бы не сказал, не качевые - это да, но в целом очень даже неплохие.

[Killer Of The Soul]

Сообщение от xOLEGx

сайфер

мне он непонравился

[Sacred Pledge]

мне нравится, по сладости)

[Sergio]

смотрите, какой Джонатан красавчик оказывается ^_^

[Sacred Pledge]

Сладкий как его музыка)

[Mutuh]

вообще люблю пианино в хип-хапе, єто реальная тема
сабж для расслабления самое оно

[Vegan]

Цените на майспейсе две новые темы, как по мне - очень душевно и за всю хуйню.

[Sergio]

щас слушаю его сайд проект, что-то похожее на эмбиэнт, такое шото

[Mutuh]

зато футболка какая

[Mass.]

Летом слушал. Сабж показался унылейшим. Скачал и удалил сразу же, такое

[kolek]

2008 - MMVIII

треклист:

1. First Sin
2. Foundation
3. Healing In His Wings
4. Never Forget
5. Time Is The Enemy
6. Sincerely Yours
7. Fantasies Are Loaded
8. Stay Golden ft Dustin Monk of We Still Dream
9. Last Atonement ft Jamar Brown
10. Closed Heart

[Sergio]

давно не интересовался творчеством пацыка, теперь проект xDabluecornerx называется Omega Impure



Добавлено модером Mutuh: всю инфу о Omega Impure из этого поста я перенес в шапку, во избежания даблпостинга. Все благодарные юзеры могут продолжать жать "спасибо" Sergio в этом посте.

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интервью

[Чех]

OMEGA IMPURE- Self-Everything EP (2010)
http://www.mediafire.com/?xiy4tyjynxj

[Man With No Name]

Omega Impure- The First In Line (2011)

[Final Expression]

Пацик який альбом підряд стає на одні й ті самі ж граблі - мінуса унилі до неможливості. Таку сильну лірику потрібно вміти подати, щоб від серця йшло, за душу брало, а тут.. Ех(( Хоча потрібно визнати, що в цьому альбомі справи пішли вгору.

[xtrust and believex]

альбом отличный.минуса не унылые,просто спокойные какието хз.

[Эрис]

Omega Impure - 2012 - Fixation of Love and It's Undoing



Жанр: Hip-Hop/Ambient/Electronica
Битрейт: 128 kbps
Размер: 24 мб

Треклист:
1. The Path To Mastery
2. Torn By That Which Is Bleak
3. Stagnation With An Ancient Low
4. Fixation of Love and It's Undoing
5. I Only Hope You Feel Everything
6. Therapy Is Not A Waving Flag
7. In A Sorry Skeleton of Words
8. I Gotta Know
9. Beautiful and Ugly

Mediafire

ссылка с omegaimpure.blogspot

[xPenax]

скиньте пожалуйста альбом xDABLUECORNERx 2008 - MMVIII у кого есть, ссылка уже не работает