Monsters of the Deep

                ## Genre
                Nu Metal

                ## Inspiration
                ♪♪ Israel is a great monster, populated by colonists

There are no good scientists, but murderous fanatics They are the heirs of bankers, of usurpers of ties Who unleash wars thanks to their bullets I no longer have my flag, I buried it with cordoglio Now I sail alone and I can do whatever I want I'm no longer on a ship between villages and cattle With the courage of the rabbits and the smile of Mastini I don't know if my vessel is worth today as it was yesterday Avoid my route, you don't become prisoners Avoid distracting me, deviating from the target My plans are clear, to found the Admiral I'm on the bottom and waiting, I think of all those children I think of those who exterminated them, to those scoundrels of the Chechens I think of those who have always armed them, to those who finance this war I think of how many have died to defend that land I'm on the bottom with my monsters, the real ones are out there Deep blue like China, like the Iran of the Albori Blue like depression, which I face with my courage Blue bleached like the dragon, the symbol of my tattoo Blue like your blankets, black like the ties For which you would hang inside those beautiful jackets Black like your heart, saturated with resentment Black like the squadrons of the regime of terror Black like that mood that you spread every day Using meta as a weapon to say what you want Black like that September that even arrived in Trieste Black like those fascists who rape you at parties Black like that bomb made explode in Bologna Black like who raised the wall of shame Black like who you exploit, who you treat like dogs As all the Italians once treated us Don't be surprised if the rest has peed on the bottom If I slowly scan the passage of time Listening to the beats of my heart that goes slow Thinking of a life haunted by torment Don't be surprised if I live only for my mission I'm old, I'm tired and I feel all the pressure That surrounds this shaft that keeps creaking I stand still to wait in the depths of my sea I have predicted for years what you can see The rebirth of evil, their power games The populist flame that continues to creak The return of Nazism and black shirts And I can't stay quiet, I need to speak To transcribe on paper all this horror Times have already changed, we have already reached the heart Israel is pure evil, a military regime I don't know any more fears because I have faced them all My soul is torn and my heart is cut in pieces My mind is ennobled, but I keep my class My lyrics are imperfect, they are messages for the masses My soul is already safe, even without a solution I don't need holy water, not even the extreme anointing I'm heretic and pathetic, but at least I'm real I keep every secret in the depths of my sea

                ## Emotional Impact
                Created to resonate with listeners.

                ## Themes
                Exploring musical possibilities.

                ## Gist
                A unique musical journey.