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Agent Fresco - See Hell (Official Music Video)
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Production Company: Tjarnargatan
Actor: Arnar Dan Kristjánsson

Directors: Freyr Árnason & Gísli Þór Brynjólfsson
Director of Photography: Viggó Hansson
Lights: Ganton
AC: Haukur Karlsson
Grip: Sigga Björk
Make up: S. Tinna Miljevic
Location Manager: Kári Jóhannsson
Produced by: Tjarnargatan & Arnór Dan Arnarson

Edited by: Kári Jóhannsson
Colour Correction: Gísli Þór Brynjólfsson

Special thanks go to: Maggi Leifs, Vigdís Hlíf, Danni, Sævar Guðmunds, Fresco, Bar 11 and Sigurður Óli.

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For a physical copy of the single, please check out the "This Is Icelandic Indie Music Vol. II!I compilation through Record Records, available on vinyl and cd: http://goo.gl/64rOaj

See Hell is written and performed by Agent Fresco
Engineered by Styrmir Hauksson
Mixed by Styrmir Hauksson
Mastered by Glenn Schick

See Hell (Lyrics)

I woke up with charcoal hands
Clouds of grime crimes crown their hatred
Fingers bound by iron bands
In palms they stay clenched through the night

Wounds are green, neglected while I
Visit never-ending scenes, where the frenzy speaks
Words of just repeated till bloodlust floods us
We open up to see hell
Keep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;
“I want to see hell”

Pour your oil into their lungs
Let it boil black, blistered tongues
We both know nobody returns home from war

We open up to see hell
Keep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;
“I want to see hell”

I know my hands still reach for hell
Should I feed them the fire?
I know my hands still reach for hell
To condemn or to crown
Drops of bleach, discolor their eyes
Leave them never-ending seas of uncertainty
Still we know nobody returns home from war

To condemn or to crown
When will metronome count alone?

We open up to see hell
Keep my teeth so deep into the lips where fury cries;
“I want to see hell”

I know my hands still reach for hell
Should I feed them the fire?
I know my hands still reach for hell
Should I feed them the fire?
I know my hands still reach for hell
Should I feed them the fire?
I know my hands still reach for hell
See hell
I know my hands still reach for hell
Should I feed them the fire
I know my hands still reach for hell
We’ll leave you for now
We’ll leave you for now
We’ll leave you for now
We’ll leave you for now