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Lines To Draw
03:19
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Hold my breath while you keep staring at me
Too close, too far, now
And I am longing for a ghost that keeps me waiting
The meds wash the pain away as long as I can't stay
And I try to look around and stop the drowning of me
Distance forces me
To beg and beg for so much more
But I am fading, I am fading with the storm
The earth turns and turns, I inhale, toss, exhale
To the mother of my son, time will still prevail
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Enigma
04:30
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As the ignorance grows and evolves
We fight the demons we summoned in the past
No peace of mind no state of hope
The images we have found we have lost
The tanks roll up again
The situation starts to aggravate
The freedom that we lost on frontiers pulled to tight
We cannot find again
Soon the ignorance grows and evolves
In our leaders eyes we don't see the cause
But it is always us who's dying us who's shedding tears
This is a fucking chess game
That is more than insane
This is politics made in extremes born in desolation
Too tight too tight the frontiers
Too short too short the last year
As war and violence come to life the same old sayings repeat
Too old too old the mindset
Too cold too cold the hands of death
These battles we fight are useless and will never bring us back
We have read the warning signs
We try to make up in our minds
That one day this will be over
We all see the complicacy
And the severity
Of the one day this will be over
This is the enigma of the history of us all
When we find out how this riddle is solved
We will cherish that we found a now hope
But it is hope just for the living
No dead man will give a cheer
And the ones that have lost everything except from their right to breathe
Will lament over torn down homes and broken hearts
When they found out how this riddle is solved
They will establish what they call from above
Something that uses hate to polarize
Something that makes us live in fear
This is a fucking chess game
That is more than insane
This is politics made in extremes born in desolation
Never lose hope for today
Someday we're bringing it back to you
Stand up to fight the decay
And we will end the disguise for you
Come back to fix this mistake
And the remembrance gets back to you
That we were never this far away
We were one
No peace
Of mind
No state of hope
The Frontiers are fragile
No peace
Of mind
No state of hope
This peace ain't worthwile
The enigma won't compile
Nations are reviled
So it takes a few to shatter it all
Shatter it all
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3. |
Backyards
04:22
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And then the darkness blinds again
In the backyards of their minds
About a feeling kept inside
About the innocense that is Holding it up
About all the times that they lied
I try to find the ease inside again
I try to open up my mind again
But all these things keep crashing down
And I don't know how to cope with them
To count the flies falling down
Will never make you stronger
You will break because they fly with you
To count the sheep will never make you sleep tight
As long as this home is haunted at all
Make them go away Make them go away
I can't go with them for any single day
Make them go away Make them go away
No sense in keeping up with you at least not for today
What is it that you do that makes me yell out all my anger
What is it that you do that breaks my spin
What is it that you do that makes me yell out all my anger
What is it that you do that breaks my spine in halves
I try to find the ease inside again
I try to open up my mind again
But all these things keep crashing down
And I don't know how to cope with them
Is it right is it right
Is it right to let my rage flow in amendments
Is it right to open up the valves
Is it right is it right
Is it right to talk bout Ghandi and bite my knuckles till they bleed is it right to move on
How how
How can you say that I commit a crime without knowing my life
How how
How do you want to take note of my past when you're losing your sight
How how
How do you feel when you're standing tall and upright
How how
How can you judge my kind when you never had to fight
Is it right?
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4. |
Watchdogs
04:01
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Watchdogs on my back
Cathodic messiah
I came here to confess
Profess your dogma
Outrage never rests
The one you dreamed of
The one you loathed
You've took some kind of unwanted oath
Deaf to the people
Blind to the truth
The one you dreamed of
The one you loathed
You've took some kind of unwanted oath
Innocence you have ripped apart
Orfan of reason in self-made illusions
One creed to live by
Enforce your own conclusion
Never bite the hand that feeds you
Images around us sharpening the senses
Crushing from the skies upon us all
Just tell, how many bombs must fall
For an aggression starting off the bottom
With your words, in glorious aura
For a depression starting off the bottom
Waving flags and blood stained hands
Go
Forth
Watchdogs on my back
Cathodic messiah
I came here to confess
Profess your dogma
Outrage never rests
Behold the watch dogs
Tamed, the ferocious
The surface begins to crackle
When we hear your words
So many gunshells to fall
So many reasons to call
Unmatched aggression when you show your teeth
So many headlines to note
So many lies to provoke
Dagger of rightfulness, shining out of your sheath
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5. |
Turning Point
04:23
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This is a turning point
The Depression they all felt
Concerning the years that lie behind us all
Is the starting of a new era
With new faces crashing our way of life
The daydreams that I have
Will end in haunted spheres
When leaders and people will turn around
The turning point of times
And the words they have in mind
Will give away what we have build all the children of this earth
And then the songs we all have sung will be the requiem for a world that is shattered and lost
And then the flowers and the trees that gloom will be wasted on their fuel and will be fired into space
And the words we have been written down which enlarged our minds will be painted white and red and forgotten till the end
And the hands we've shaken and held and the cheeks that we have kissed will disengage and friends will turn their backs
This is a turning point
That brings up change to this world
That feeds the sheep that they hold
No place to run anymore
Where we are bound together
Depending on freedom
No place to run anymore
And we can hide no more from ourselves
Oh messiah where you now
We need some force from up above that saves us from ourselves
Oh messiah where you now
We have no leader that is better than us anymore
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6. |
Stellar
05:32
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Feeling small is a phenomenon that's easy to find
As we are living for a world where we are one of a kind
We build shelters and compartments, make a dream come true
When the alarm rings to announce the day we're missing the new
I sometimes sit and listen to the people taking their time
Talking to the infant in their heart and missing a sign
A sign that there is something in their lives that gives them the thrill
Chasing for a dream that just can never be fulfilled
Move on with your dream
Never stop dreaming again
Rebuild the ruins for the best
Lay your head to rest
Participate, participate is what they all will tell you
To be part of a larger cause as you let them go thru
They deliver your ideals, live what they call life
Not asking for your point and things that you admire
I was once a part of a change that mankind needed to face
But I soon found out that I can easily be replaced
On this day I swore I make my own history
Living a life out of bounds, feeling large and free
Free your mind, free your mind and live a life full of remains
Prosper and prosper if you never forget where you came
You're stronger than you are expecting today
Don't give in to a life full of dismay
The truth, their lies
The pictures their disguise
The ideals, their vice
The profits, their price
I will never surrender to the speed you dictate
I will always remember to make my own fate
You never went for things of your own
You never cared for your dreams
As long as you are not someone
Your life's not what it seems
You dreamt of ideals of others
You hailed their kings and their queens
As long as you are not someone
You life's not what it seems
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7. |
Damocles
02:08
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8. |
Downfall
03:58
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Mankind on its own
With noone left to call
The continents are keen on
Preparing the downfall
7000 Million hopeless
7000 Million sold
Behind the curtains rises
A truth to be told
Call Call
to arms as they tell
Call Call
for poisoning the well
Call Call
for something we need more than programs and remorses
A path that opens up
Is closed by the command
That everything is rational
And controlled by the demand
Where nations clash together
Where bridges can be found
The saviours of modern life
Define the howling sound
When we long for gold and put the stars up in the sky
We keep the borders up, lifting the stereotypes
We have a whole new war that just began
We will be stronger cause it all makes sense
And all we feel
Is the thirst for blood
And all we see
Is the tide of the flood
With the burden of a generation brought to battleground
The temperature is rising where guns dominate the sound
With hauling guns
we fire the heat of a thousand suns
Burning the others down
We declared to be nothing more than molecules
Downfall now
And it came about when they were in the field
Where Man killed man
Downfall now
We seem to be nothing more than molecules
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Counting Hours
05:06
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Noises to be heard when you're the only one you care about is like a
dream getting haunted, becoming a nightmare, becoming a stigma that will last forever
And then you're left with all the empty words in your diary asking for a reason to cure
Demanding for a purpose to give
Destruction fills the air, quenches the thirst for blood
There is noone around, noone here to be found
It seems you are the only survivor
There is nothing left, no lasting promise to give
In this haunted place that is shattered to the grounds
Counting hours when there's a clock that defines the time that you have left
Feels like a dream becoming a deathwish becoming a fear that brings you to your knees
And then you take look on what they have left, realising that you have been part of the chain,
You have been one of their slaves
The pulse is rising, the tension in your muscles makes you scream
This is desolation, this is a disease
The fire in your veins, the pumping ache in your head
This is desolation, this is your decease
The temperature is falling, the clouds are blackening the earth
This is winter made by men, this a tombstone for this world
Broken numbers on the door
Empty sheets on concrete floor
Aching hands are running sore
From pushing against the wall
Poisoned soil which heals no more
Dead fish caught in dried out shore
There is nothing to go for
I'm questioning the cause
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