Parola

A track for those who don't explain themselves - it comes in right from the start, in six gears and with a full tank of confidence. There's no time for pleasantries here: if necessary, they'll find you, if necessary, they'll pick you up, if necessary, they'll lay you down. Everything goes strictly according to plan, even if there was no plan.

It rumbles like a luxury car in the underground, playing on your nerves like on strings - sharply, abruptly, with a businesslike smirk. The words are like turning the ignition key: click - and off we go. Even the ‘guitar in motion’ doesn't cool the fervour, because this is not a concert, but a warning.

In short, the track doesn't ask for permission. It's already here.