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Words - these words of freedom
A bequest - never to be silenced In this world of lies, the truth, it means resistance To make the masses see and sense their needs He healed so many aching hearts and wounds And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from Aspired from the middle of his brothers Charged this suffering and oppression One single voice became a storm His words and melodies - the weapon they fear Threw back the baseness - back from where it came Nobody is chosen to suffer Nobody is destined to rule Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing Fettered his hands but not the words he wrote These songs we'll sing! |
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| 4:30 |
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A generation raised in darkness
Controlled, polluted - fed with the truth A truth that blinds their view Their ways and fates decided - implanted sorrows kill their needs A common way to happiness, but I never learned to sell myself Poets became silent, While clowns arose and burned the books again No thinkers daring vision grew, Where thieves ran free and crippled human dignity In the noise of unimportance And stupidity the sceptic's whispers went unheard Be sure, this storm will not drown my voice Be sure, my hands will sow the seeds of reason I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave May this cold sever my face And my the pain weaken my fists No inner strife will touch me The only truth is in my heart |
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| 4:01 |
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Architects of the apocalypse
Architects of the apocalypse Greed and addiction drowned their pity Washed away their thoughts of compassion and regret A world left wounded, slaved and raped Your paradise-a hell for your descendant your descendant Cathedrals of justice in a kingdom of hypocrisy Castles of self-righteousness built on graves Masses kept in forlorn, nations laid to waste The dynamo of another golden age Darkened our future, blind by greed Sold your fate to the highest price I, I cannot believe! I, I cannot believe-in you! You are the enemy! You are the enemy! A rush into our doom, as if your God came down And cures all failure A rush into our doom, as if your God came dowm And cures all failure cures all failure Cathedrals of justice in a kingdom of hipocrisy Castles of self-righteousness built on graves I, I cannot beleive! I, I cannot beleive! You are the enemy! You are the enemy! the enemy! |
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| 4:53 |
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See them die!
They Die! A rain of blood should cover our world Stench and decay should be the only thing we sense But hidden in the dark and erased from our heads Barbarity and slaughter are everywhere A contemptible ethic, a relict For the weakest of the weak For the lowest of the low My voice for the voiceless My fists for the innocent the innocent the innocent Voice of the voiceless Voice of the voiceless On the edge of a new age this is still our dogma For the weakest of the weak For the lowest of the low My voice for the voiceless My fists for the innocent the innocent No grave for millions - tortured creatures, But a common grave for our morals This slaughter - an ethic I deny See them die! They die! An archaic way of thinking, so monstrous and absurd For the weakest of the weak For the lowest of the low My voice for the voiceless My fists for the innocent |
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| 5:36 |
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Dreams torn to pieces, broken like glass Hope faded away, withered like leaves Not knowing is blessing, ignorance the only protection Nothing is numbing my pain The fragments of my faith Became the blade in my hand Just darkness my eyes see Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets A curse - cannot lie to myself I'm doomed - cannot silence my heart Fear is the tool, conformity our medicine How can I smile as this age dies, like everybody else Dancing around the fire, that burns this world Cannot bend down, I would just break I hate myself for playing their game Parents poison their children, never teach them to question If it only wasn't for this certainty in me I am a giant in their tiny world |
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| 4:45 |
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Risen from the ashes, the ashes of the dreams you burned
So many wars these eyes have seen So many agonies my soul went through I died with them so many years ago Just in darkness my eyes see the world There is nothing more to lose Forlorn in desperation, the fruits of your power A world of slaves and servants - the only aim to rule them all Punishment to nonconformists, death and terror to the upright ones Coups and interventions, nothing will be uncontrolled My life against your reign A final judgement will be given You come with me, this is the end A time will come for all of you To harvest the storm My blood will drown your flame of greed The time has come for you: To harvest the storm No single tear, no single scream A silent smile - the time is now A moment of redemption The time has come : To harvest the storm |
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| 1:32 |
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| 4:15 |
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Deceived of all your dreams
Betrayed by all your leaders This shall no place to be This, a dead-end future Take a walk through grey, concrete deserts Apathetic faces, empty eyes - the only thing you will see A whole country bleeding to death One big illusion - bleeding to death No young hands to built it up Cities fall to ruin Just old men left to mourn Four decades of a life denied Abused good will to exploit us Brothers turned to victors Fooled by ancient propaganda A bottle - your illusion Your home just like a colony |
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| 4:50 |
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Kept away from daylight
Deprived from all the songs I loved These walls may hold my body captive, But my soul is attending every sunset This is the hardest there was to walk, But nothing I regret Our death would only be the thing they're praing for, Time won't force us to surrender, Their crippled freedom is not the one we're longing for, As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons, Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence And our scars shall be the seals of freedom I know that time heals nothing Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant's throne I know that our screams will sound out to the world, Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea This idea will overcome all walls and fences A young man's deeds became an old man's wisdom |
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| 4:41 |
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Champagne glas of blood and wine
On chocolate hearts alone I dine Candles weeping waxing tears Ten for roses each one a year - disappear Arrows fester in my heart Each memory another dart Love and death both colored red Showing my past, the dream is dead Another lonley Valentine's Day I can't believe that things turned out this way And though I hate to see you go I know it must be so Another lonely Valentine's Day Nobody will break your fall All for none, yeah, none for all Nothings so cruel as the truth Join the Festival of Fools Nobody will break your fall All for none, yeah, none for all Nothings so cruel as the truth Join the festival, my fools Another lonley Valentine's Day I can't believe that things turned out this way And though I hate to see you go I know it must be so Another lonely Valentine's Day The dream is dead |
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| 3:39 |
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