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Chanbara / Summons

by Shing02 & Jack The Rip

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Chanbara 02:35
Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara That’s the sound of clashing katanas Start from tatara, ironsand harvested from the riverbed Melted into carbon-infused tama hagane Burning in the furnace for three days straight Then folded and hammered, repeatedly No impurities, sharpened with impunity ‘Cause if it ever touches your flesh It peels on both sides of the edge So clean it might heal If putback together right away Unless you wanna bleed til the end go right ahead Your wife and kid will wake up to a wrong kind of mourning This sword is known to make orphans s No wolf just cub left in the wilderness It’s awful but I’ll wait for his bitterness To come and avenge for his father’s death Keep an eye on my farthest threat Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara That’s the sound of clashing katanas The wave pattern along the blade is the clay Heated and cooled to a hard martensite Say, in a battle if the sword were to snap in twine, Bad news for your spine that’s why My build is far superior The heart soft and flexible But the skin tough and durable The combination is the genius Behind the fiercest forged weapon ever known to man Damn but the one with the thumb on the handle Must learn to stay calm and stand like a candle In a storm looming that’s guaranteed to Take many forms and attack from all angles The shadow men, coming out the woodwork So adamant I don’t get it, like clockwork There’s no good or evil, only strong or feeble If we both live, see you in the sequel Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara Chanbara chan chan bara bara That’s the sound of clashing katanas
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Summons 02:44
You never seen it coming The spirits that we summon The bugs are tripping, the birds are humming Going nuts like almond, the earth is drumming Tree barks are burning, red hot like oven Now tell me You know the lowest of the lawless Their eyes house the godless Run the gauntlet with execution so flawless And leave ’em pitted like olives Cross ’em up, diagonals, rows and columns We got problems all around every o’clock Short handed but ready to give whatever we got Back to back, stacks of black masks en masse Coming to dinner Guess who will greet with iron sinners The dark force is strong to break the bond The virus thrive in chaos, savants recognize this The payoff is gone by dawn Betrayal is the price of kindness, be warned The way wizards wield the wand Radio silence is felt, palpable to tight palms No grace left to weigh an ounce of qualms Squash with the blade dome split like wontons You never seen it coming The spirits that we summon The bugs are tripping, the birds are humming Going nuts like almond, the earth is drumming Tree barks are burning, red hot like oven Now tell me Tree barks are burning, red hot like oven Now tell me Collab in the labyrinth, cooking up concoctions Unavailable in auctions Uncharted areas proceed with caution Too late to backtrack now, smoke and arson Clues evident, revving in the wind Hear the hovering, closing in the cabin on the rim The crater was a large bowl the size of a village Indicative of the impact and the pillage of lives Painted vivid in the eyes in the divots Exhibit A a helmet, melted with the rivets This type of weaponry, designed to be exemplary No witnesses left and charred to collective memory Heightened sensory overrides the protocol Calling audibles dropping all types of quotables Lve by the sword keep the code waterproof Die a thousand deaths remain honorable You never seen us coming, The spirits that we summon The bugs are tripping, the birds are humming Going nuts like almond, the earth is drumming Tree barks are burning, red hot like oven Now tell me Tree barks are burning, red hot like oven Now tell me We are the ones We are the ones We are the ones We are the ones we’ve been waiting for
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written by Shing02
produced by Jack The Rip
from album "Triumphant" coming soon

title calligraphy by Futou Tomioka

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released January 25, 2020

merch (includes audio) shing02.com
Chanbara music video by Joseph Le youtu.be/BfhKxVuqWew
Summons video youtu.be/5u1Ad66Tolk

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