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Voiceless - The Wicked
08:16
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This day you meet me to give me a prize
I'm just an idiot to believe in your lies
You make me drag myself into insanity
Dragging me away
Just tell your monster
To save me again!
God bless the wicked!
God bless this poor soul
I have nothing
I have everything
You blind me with my joyful regrets
Enjoying the pleasures of my hell
Will you take care of me?
Good evening, captain
What do you want from me?
I'll sign the contract
Because the time is too short
I will put my faith in you
I will give my skills to you
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2. |
The Last Man On Earth
04:11
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He wakes up in the morning
Like just another day
He reasons
In an ordinary way
There are laughing faces around you
What for?
Whom for?
Worms are welcome each morning
He gives flowers to a stranger
Who punches him in the face
He is the employee of the month
An idiot model, yeah
Smile while the worms suck you
You like a blow job
Save it!
You have to watch everything
You have the solution
I'd like to see your courage
With your computer turned off
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Blind Superman
06:59
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4. |
Lies Behind The Mask
05:56
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City lights blind us everywhere
Victims fooling around, no regrets
Once he told me a lie
A lie about eternity
For Christ’s sake!
Loneliness is the key
Give me one cent and I’ll tell you a story
A story about fighting for nothing that you believe
You seek the revolution from heaven above
I will give you the revolution of simple words!
You don't need to believe me
You don't need to be angry with me
You don't need to believe me
You don't need to be angry with me
I don't care about this world
Day by day. Every day
I don’t care about your words
Day by day. Every day
Lies behind the mask!
You fool, you deserve this
You fool, did you die for this?
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5. |
No One Gets Here Alive
03:25
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Pleased to meet you
I am the worst I could be
And after all you can do, all I am
There’s always time for payback!
If someone says I'm ordinary
I ask “what can you do then?
Just release your damned soul
And prove me wrong!
Prepare yourself
No one gets here alive
Pleased to meet you
I am the evil in you
Just remember the kind of things you've done to me; to you
I won’t accept your regret
I won’t accept any sorrows
Just get down on your knees and pray
It’s all a can do when I say
No one gets here alive
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6. |
Changing Times
05:33
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Sometimes it's hard to understand
That time is the enemy
Ruthless, rude and sad
Some people don't change
But time keeps changing
And now times are changing for me
And if I have one more chance
To meet these friends
Hidden in their homes
With coins on their eyes
I would say one thing
Don't waste your life
Because tomorrow no one will be here
I haven't changed
I can't change
But time doesn't forgive
Who defies eternity
To live another day
In their own way
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7. |
The Fool's Path
06:50
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He only knew his own point of view
Did not believe in some piece of paper
With so many lies and fakers
In the beginning it was hard
He just plodded along wearily
Avoiding eye contact, scared
Fearing the fruits of his heresy
Ashamed of his loneliness
He was born again, a King
A universe of one, he’s got
The world on a string
The power of money sentenced him
To live under the shadows of his ideals
His daily bread keeps him in chains
One morning he just wandered away
To find comfort in the street corners
He couldn’t give what they’d asked for
So the days of his torture were over
Everybody called him the Fool
For not reading newspapers
For rejecting the media tools
For ignoring the masses
One night, strong waters took him away
He just endured, pretending it was OK
Looked into the skies and missed the ground
If this is a fools’ path, let every man find his own
And then the King was dethroned
But nobody dared to say a word
It was easier to feel outraged
By the image of a mistreated pet
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8. |
Cursed Artist
06:47
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Hey, listen while the people are talking bullshit every day
There is always an artist dying behind the curtain
He gives up
Oh, maybe he’s a fool to sing his own songs
But it is hard to see this world shivering day after day
Just don't insist
Blessed is the cursed artist
Hallowed is the clown
That inside his circus
Mocks those who understand nothing
Where do we go now?
Just listen to the fools
Every time is the same old shit
Listening to the fools
He was always called hobo
But he never cared
Who killed him?
Now nobody wants to take the blame
Blessed is the cursed artist
Hallowed is the clown
That inside his circus
Dies without any audience
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9. |
Dying City
07:29
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I don't know where to start
My body is tired
My old mind is getting far away
Maybe it's time to embrace friends for the last time in this dying city
The clock is ticking
And the city starts to shiver
I see familiar faces screaming for help
But I can't do anything
So I just fly away from here
To the city that never stops
Move on
Before it's too late
Move on
To the city that never stops
Buy, buy baby
Buy, buy gold or die in the city that never stops!
Some people seek the top of the hill
Remaining in the deep dark sea
Strange faces with sad smiles
Falling one by one again
Wise man tells his lies to starving people
They believe, but they don't know the truth
He wants to destroy what they have without them knowing it
They walk like giants in the dying city
Move on
Before it's too late
Move on
To the city that never stops
Buy, buy baby
Buy, buy gold or die in the city that never stops
In the city that never stops
Poor is the spirit that believes it’s real
Bye, bye, baby. Bye, bye
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