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Prelude
01:32
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2. |
Pray
03:24
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Pray
Saints, all saints are crying empty tears
Look at you, your rotten soul starts to appear
Run, run for your life, this is the end
And tonight your god will not give you his strength
Some statue carved in stone
Is waiting for you
Pray, pray, pray for the empty wisdom
Pray, pray, pray for your filthy heart
So what? Where is your perfect saviour?
Drop dead, cause hell is on its way
If your holy tales exist, you will burn like a Judas kiss
Oh no…I can’t wait to see you dead
No statue carved in stone
Is praying for you
Pray, pray, pray for the empty wisdom
Pray, pray, pray for your filthy heart
Wasted out into this madness
Day by day you pray
Falling down onto your knees
Just to justify your greed
Pray, pray, pray for the empty wisdom
Pray, pray, pray for your filthy heart
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3. |
Our Last Song
04:15
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Our Last Song
I don’t know if I’ll be able
To remember all our yesterdays
Now I’m walking through this big blue ball
While my body it’s turning into a grave
But we’ll never come back
To our promised land
I could feel her tired breath
When I touched her glass skin
I still feel when the moon
left me here without you
left me here without you
Now I live just to remember
When we danced under the acid rain
Then the cold embraced our warm love’s end
And the countdown had something to say...
3, 2, 1...
I could feel her tired breath
When I touched her glass skin
I still feel when the moon
left me here without you
left me here without you
But we’ll never come back
To our promised land
But we’ll never come back
To our promised land
I could feel her tired breath
When I touched her glass skin
I still feel when the moon
Left me here without you
(it) left me here without yo
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4. |
Rechazo de Sueños
04:13
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Rechazo de Sueños
Cerrando los ojos a la realidad
Hundido en recuerdos que quiero borrar
Me arrastro tratando poder sortear
Las huellas trazadas por tu caminar
Preguntas que nunca querrás resolver
Emanan formando tu mueca irreal
Vivir es tan vano detrás de tu piel
Que absurdo se hace poder escapar
El miedo, la ira, la desilusión
El precio a pagar por vivir sin razón
Rechazo de sueños, abrazos sin alma
Comercio de ingenuos, cerebros sin nada
¿Por qué?
Una día no sepultas tu dormido ser.
¿Por qué?
En ti no vale nada cuando no está bien.
Palabras, mentiras, ciudades colmadas
De ideas sin nombre, de gente asustada.
¿Por qué?
Una día no sepultas tu dormido ser.
¿Por qué?
En ti no vale nada cuando no está bien
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5. |
Misery
03:20
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Misery
Every fucking day I’m surrounded by filth
When I get up from my bed I just find misery
From my dreams to your eyes, on your face, on your smile
Misery, misery, misery... I don’t mind.
We are inside of the worst jails
Where’s the cure?
We are inside in our own brain
What will you do?
I’m so tired of this corrosion
That my hate is my own blood
Human’s sickness, children’s poison,
Greatest coffins for this world
Only crossing my path deadly humans and snobs
Who speak about freedom with all their rotten words
Meanwhile this poisoned world never stops selling us
Absolutely everything that we could never touch
Maybe you are enjoying our creeping death
I can’t stand it
Why don’t we start to play that funny game...
Your Russian roulette
I’m so tired of this corrosion
That my hate is my own blood
Human’s sickness, children’s poison,
Greatest coffins for this world
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6. |
Born Under Saturn's Sign
03:50
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Born Under Saturn's Sign
There’s a place inside of us
This life can never pollute
Where we link our frozen hearts
Just only me and you
We won’t find anybody there
You and I are dead for them
Now it’s time to break the spell
We were born under Saturn’s sign
You’re my skin and I’m your spine
We are walking on the edge of life
We were born under Saturn’s sign
You’re my skin and I’m your spine
I’m your strength and you’re my mind
Living outside of this world
That creates for us a future
Follow me through the lies, the storm
We’re not one of their human sculptures
We were born under Saturn’s sign
You’re my skin and I’m your spine
We are walking on the edge of life
We were born under Saturn’s sign
You’re my skin and I’m your spine
I’m your strength and you’re my mind
Count on me... we’ll be free...
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7. |
Abismo
04:11
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Abismo
Espirando humo pierdo la mirada
Tras las grises nubes que este cuarto encierra,
Hoy tras sus ventanas cae la nieve helada
De minutos muerta, de minutos muerta…
Mi alma se despliega fuera de este cuerpo
Desvelando el sueño que nunca termina
Y en silencio espera frente a mis ojos
Que fríos me miran, que fríos me miran…
Desde mi propio abismo sonrío a la locura
Que araña las paredes de esta insana soledad
Una respuesta inerte que cruza mi cabeza
Como un destello blanco en calmada tempestad
Divagando entre recuerdos y rotas verdades,
Caminando sin destino en las ruinas de mi alma
Al abrir los ojos siempre encuentro a mi enemigo
Que frío me mira, que frío me mira…
Desde mi propio abismo sonrío a la locura
Que araña las paredes de esta insana soledad
Una respuesta inerte que cruza mi cabeza
Como un destello blanco en calmada tempestad
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8. |
I'm Sick
03:39
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I'm Sick
Like autumn leaves are falling
Our hearts, your pain, my mind
There’s no way to control it
Each kiss is another crime
Now I’m so tired of fighting back,
my dear…
And all the Hell you’ve put me through
for years…
I’m sick of your delusions
I’m sick of all your moods
I’m sick of this confusion
I’m sick, so sick of you
Your words are like my cyanide
There’s nothing I can do
How could I ever help you
If you won’t let me through?
But now the time is running out
My sweet…
And all my tears have helped my eyes
To see...
I’m sick of your delusions
I’m sick of all your moods
I’m sick of this confusion
I’m sick, so sick of you
But I’m so tired of fighting back,
my dear…
And all the Hell you’ve put me through
for years…
I’m sick of your delusions
I’m sick of all your moods
I’m sick of this confusion
I’m sick, so sick of you
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9. |
Too Sweet
03:31
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Too Sweet
She was a broken doll
A joke, her dreams were killed
One life out of control
So sad, so full of pills
But now she’s dead
And now she’s free
Walking among the tombs
Dancing among the doom
Now she’s the concubine
Of every silent movie star
She was too alive to be free
She was too sweet for this world
Sublime deadly calls
Are gushing through your lips
My tragic, broken doll…
How can I feel your kiss?
Cause now I want…
And now I need…
To feel your sedated sin
Taste all your frozen skin
Now I’m falling
Inside your perfect game my queen
She was too alive to be free
She was too sweet for this world
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10. |
El Lobo Estepario
04:02
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Lobo Estepario
La bruma despertó
El día en que nací
Un solitario ser
Absorto en vivir
Confusa siempre fue
Mi propia identidad
Que dividió dos presos mundos
Y liberó en mí
No puedo soportar aquellos días sin color
En los que bien y mal descansan
Yo soy la sombra de tu luz
Unos perdidos ojos que no paran de observar,
Yo soy la rabia y el amor
El lobo de la estepa que pelea contra mi pesar.
Tan solo escucharé
Mis pasos al compás
De mudas melodías
Que colman mi ciudad
No busco tu calor,
Ni tu incomprensión
Tan solo evito la manera
De ser mi destrucción
No quiero contagiar mi cuerpo de la estupidez
De los humanos y sus almas
Yo soy la sombra de tu luz
Unos perdidos ojos que no paran de observar,
Yo soy la rabia y el amor
El lobo de la estepa que pelea contra mi pesar.
Y ahora tú estás aquí…
Cuando ya no me haces falta.
Yo soy la sombra de tu luz
Unos perdidos ojos que no paran de observar,
Yo soy la rabia y el amor
El lobo de la estepa que pelea contra mi pesar.
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11. |
1984
04:17
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1984
A thousand eyes are watching me
There’s no place to hide my dreams
Grey walls, ruins and rusty keys
Close the gates of everything
Solemn anthems singing lies
Let them think for you and I
We are just the ones who die
For their great community
One nation sworn to victory
One nation - sex is the enemy
We sold our souls and now we know how to obey
Tell me, tell me soft and sweet
When are you going to blame me?
Take my thoughts and throw my words
To the gold flames of your god
Human puppets, expired food
What is false, and, what is true?
There’s no reason to be sick
The brain washing is for free
One nation sworn to victory
One nation - sex is the enemy
Maybe it’s too late to realize our mistakes
Maybe it’s too late for us to make our great escape
One nation sworn to victory
One nation - sex is the enemy
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12. |
Victory of Love
03:44
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Victory of Love
(Alphaville cover)
Waiting
For a change in the weather
I'm waiting for a shift in the air
Could we get it together, ever
Hoping for your return, hoping for your sweet, sweet
Return
Hello
Is this heaven calling
Hello, hello, is somebody there, she must be somewhere
And then she says hello, hello, hello
She's really an angel
She stands in the sunshine
She's closing her eyes,
she starting to dream,
She's pulling the strings
She's dreaming a strange dream
Where nothing is grey
Then she takes me away and she's pulling the strings
When she's playing with love
She's playing with love...
Counting
I count every second
And I'm standing
I stand in the rain, I walk up that lane
Which leads to the sunshine
She stands in the sunshine
She's closing her eyes
Then she takes me away and she's pulling the strings
When she's playing with love
She's playing with love...
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13. |
The Seeds Of Disdain
03:16
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The Seeds of Disdain
I’m gasping every second on pure air
Cleaning my soul, giving me a life
But now I’m sick of myself, enclosed in my mind
And I’m remembering those days when my spirit smiled
The seeds of disdain have been sown in my feelings
They grow into pain every moment of my life
The seeds of disdain have taken root in my spirit
They kill everything that used to be alright
Worn out frames from my past are stopped
Like an ancient film that’s seen its better days
But when the madness is laughing at your face
The hate against yourself starts to steal your space
The seeds of disdain have been sown in my feelings
They grow into pain every moment of my life
The seeds of disdain have taken root in my spirit
They kill everything that used to be alright
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