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Credits:

Rolling Credits' song: Mindfuck (from Infy's album A Mortal's Tear)


MUSIC

Producers: Infy Snow, Omri Lahav

Vocalist: Infy Snow
Composer: Infy Snow
Writer: Infy Snow
Guitarist: Omri Lahav
Drummer: Jeff Willet
Bassist: Omri Lahav
Keyboardist: Omri Lahav

Mix: The Mix Room
Mix Engineer: Paul Pavao
Mix Consultant: Ben Grosse

Mastering Engineer: Maor Appelbaum


VIDEO

Produced by Empyreal Visuals

Directors: Infy Snow, Daniel Stein
Producers: Infy Snow, Daniel Stein
Camera Operator: Daniel Stein
1st Assistant Camera: Infy Snow
Light Arrangment: Daniel Stein
Editors: Daniel Stein, Infy Snow
Colorist: Daniel Stein


CAST

Phone girl - Infy Snow
Rockstar Johnny - Lev Krezhner
Redheaded babe - Polly Red
Johnny's mother - Dina Or
Cocaine dude - Hen Shadmi
Male police officer - Mike Alive
Female police officer - Shloma Hed
Lovers' guy - Ofer Dvir
Meth injector - Ilan Weiler
Lovers' chick - Palina Poltoren Dvir

Johnny's double - Max Shafranski
Johnny's band - Desert
Johnny's crowd - Desert's crowd - Eluveitie 2nd gig Tel-Aviv


SPECIAL THANKS

Sarah Yaniv - for hosting us as the owner of the house
Odi Paneth - for babysitting us and making it possible
Noam Avimor - for making this location possible
Ben Baryo - for the poor awesome Gibson
Miki Hakim - for the police blue flasher



LYRICS:
(Lyric video: [ Ссылка ] )

You keep your cheer in a tomb and your mama's all in tears
since you threw your dreams out of the window
"It's for the best, I swear"
but you were already there
and tears taste much saltier when life's sweet

Surrounding yourself
with creative minds, you said
"A remedy to lead me to glory"
And I am sorry for you
because you fucking knew
Now your blood draws orchestral cries of anguish!

The memories that bother you so much
never were of anything real
You paint your own future
full of talents and dreams
All for which you plea you can be
Creative as you see

Creative traits
aren't always good for you,
if they're sick they will beautifully kill you
They are a dangerous folk
Still you were deaf to her invoke
now it's too late to lay tenacious deeds dead

The memories that bother you so much
never were of anything real
You paint your own future
full of talents and dreams
All for which you plea you can be
Creative as you see

Outrageously you'll never know
how wrong you've been
or how you've erred
Enraged to know you'll never see
what you had lost,
what could have been

The memory that bothers her so much
never was, it doesn't exist!
A lesson this harsh
is a lesson unlearnt
since your head had spread
in your mind's stead-
oblivious, utterly dead

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