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Manilla Ungol
03:00
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Sword and axe like I'm carrying Arthur
Through the jungle of death
Silver hair and a crown in the jewel
Dragons drugs and cold flat
Sailed my ship through the wartime siren
Will you heed the peace horn
Born in times of war
Raised in times of peace
Fed the same old lies
Killed the same old beast
Armor bright like atomic sunrises
Drawing near to your land
Like a curtain of deceitful surprises
You say Satan's the man
Flew my ships through the galaxy courier
Now the dark matter's torn
Born in times of war
Raised in times of peace
Fed the same old lies
Killed the same old beast
Like a warrior or a wolf or a demon
I keep scouting the rich
Reoccuring in their nightmares of passing
And eternal things
There's no ring on my finger but murder
Fields of blood red corn
Born in times of war
Raised in times of peace
Fed the same old lies
Killed the same old beast
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Road Demon
04:05
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Pray to the wheel and the dial of Sun
Oh, road demon
Pray to the road if she’s ever begun
Oh, road demon
Pray to the cross and the valley of thorns
Oh, road demon
Pray to the cities you pass on this road
Oh, road demon
Road demon flees
He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams
Pray to the wind and the moonlit bay
Oh, road demon
Hope that the road never leads you astray
Oh, road demon
Push that metal to the floor
Oh, road demon
Pump the fuel and let it all go
Oh, road demon
Road demon flees
He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams
Pray to the prairie and the freezing sky
Oh, road demon
Pray to the storm and the fastening tide
Oh, road demon
One journey ends, another starts
Oh, road demon
Pray to the stars and the Witch of Sun
Oh, road demon
Road demon flees
He’s an easy rider, easy rider in his dreams
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I was riding on my bike - looking for a perfect hike
And I wasn't high on shrooms, though my head was filled with doom
Listening to a space rock song I thought nothing could go wrong
Started browsing you know what for you know who, just looking for a thing to do
When a message popped out fast and I thought shit, man, I'm gonna crash
But I managed to ride on down the road to Berlin dawn
So she said she digs the Stones, got a thing for mammoth bones
And her face made the whole trip a mess, later came this MMS
Last thing I remember doing was a spinning and a turning
To the tune of „Kick Out the Jams”, oh man, the shit has hit the fan
Listening to a space rock song I thought nothing could go wrong
But then I think the shrooms kicked in from a crater in her skin
Yeah, I guess had a gig to play, but I couldn't come today
So I woke up and the doctor gave me head on a sterile German bed
What a trip, man.
So I totaled everything but it helped my soul to sin
With the sins I haven't sinned before „Son, they call it rock'n'roll”
In the chill of spoon balloons she has swallowed both my moons
And I gave her all kinds of highs, and I will till the day I die
Just remember what Isabella said - before I tripped she told me „Break a leg!”
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Lodge
03:37
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Just like a lodge on your way
Just like a lodge on your way
The lights were on but you didn't want to stay
I'm just a lodge on your way
Paint is peeling from the walls
Water’s flooding down the hall
And nothing’s left but the memory when you say
I’m just a lodge on your way
Will you ever learn
Will you ever pay
Will you ever find
A cheaper place to stay
Dirty windows smile, they’re facing town
River’s on the back with all her frown
You’ve chosen me, had no better place to stay
I’m just a lodge on your way
Mirrors crack and floors collapse
Creatures leave their winter nests
Exile laughs and permanence turns gray
I’m just a lodge on your way
Will you ever learn
Will you ever pay
Will you ever find
A cheaper place to stay
Just like a moth to the light
Just like a fool in the night
You came to rest and chase the bars away
I’m just a lodge on your way
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Mystery Machine
04:06
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I got my own mystery machine
I got my own magic robe
So at night when no one sees me
I can travel where I want
I don't need no permission
I don't need advice
It's a free admission
We all got wise
I got my own mystical highways
I know the mantra of my heart
No astronaut aborts this trip now
We're taking cosmos to its start
We don't need permission
We ain't got no brakes
It's our own ammunition
We hope it's not too late
We know the human race is weak now
We know the golden days are through
Sacred giants got so tired
They've got a weapon they can use
They don't need permission
It was their own world
Such a sad recognition
Blow it up to void
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Ice Age World
04:59
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We’re just children
Ice age children
We’ve been living in the cold
Too long
We’re just dreamers
Ugly dreamers
We’ve been dreaming out this
Frosty alien world
Must get out, must leave fast
Must get out, leave it now
Must remain, must fulfill
All desires, all the wishes anyhow
We’re just sinners
Little sinners
We’ve been sinning since this
Ice age world was born
We’re just leaving
We’ve been leaving
Always hoping for escape
From all the wrong
Must get out, must leave fast
Must get out, leave it now…
We’re still children
Mindless children
Seen the slaughter
And atrocities of ice
It’s a wasteland
Sordid wasteland
Reaching deeper than
We’ll ever realize
Must get out, must leave fast
Must get out, leave it now…
We’ve no feelings
Warmer feelings
We’re just living on our own
Amidst the cold
We’re no wiser
We’re no stronger
We’re just cruel and very slowly
Growing old
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Falling down new architecture
Damp factories in the rain
Rows of high rise tower blocks
You know it’s never too late
For the architect to explain
For the writer to drop a line
Falling down new architecture
Falling utopian parks
Falling down new architecture
Tear down the plastic moon
Let’s not get so futuristic
You know these visions ain’t true
For the sailor must sail a boat
For the gardens must explode
Falling down new architecture
As white as mechanical doves
Falling down new architecture
Burn through her paper walls
Rooms of imperial isolation
Their horizons never fall
For the prostitute to be rewarded
For the script to sparkle apart
Falling down new architecture
Falling utopian art
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Moon Over Poznań
04:55
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The victim’s head is falling, her skin is smooth as silk
We’re trapped in Spanish castles, we’re high on coke and milk
We watch the moon arising, we’re turning six to nine
The dervish kiss is coming, get ready for your mind
The serious mime is watching behind the writer’s desk
He’s taking notes on vision, his suit is such a mess
He’s teaching levitation in every Sunday school
And while the sky is cracking the moon’s just burning fuel
A million monks are marching down midnight promenades
They carry silent torches for butterflies in shade
I’m not allowed to whisper, my pin is holding me
My heart’s in need of action, I found this room for free
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Projectors
02:14
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City sleeps at dawn
Waits for the director
Argue with the night
Turning all projectors
On and on
The movie runs
Without protection
Lovers come alone
Butterfly collectors
Begging death to stop
Turning all projectors
Upside down
Exchanging parts
Without direction
Rain can show us all
Past and present specters
Trying to see us through
Turning all projectors
And another one, another one
Turn another one
We’re lost in perfection
Turn on all projectors
Turn on all projectors
Turn on all projectors
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Zodiac Killer
02:58
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Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I just wanna know
Cause if it’s Gemini, my dear
I’m gonna kill you real slow
Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I gotta be sure
Cause if it’s a Virgo, my child
I’ll have to lay you on the floor
Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I need it now
Cause if it’s a Sagittarius
I’ll have to stretch my bow
Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I’m gonna find out
Cause if it’s Aquarius, baby
In blood you’ll surely drown
Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I’m gonna find out
Cause if it’s a Lion baby
I’m gonna break you, make you, ah
Tell me baby just what your sign is
I wanna know, I wanna know it too
Cause if it’s a Pisces, woman
I’m gonna make love to you
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Some are painted in the garden
Leaning on an angel's wing
Some are painted in the mirror
Winter voices in your spring
Some are restless in the garden
Bathe in fire, stone their path
Some are wistful, some are diving
In the ocean of consent
Easy highways cease excitement
Broken traveler's greedy hands
There's no vision he can conquer
There's no wisdom in his steps
Some are walking in the valley
Following the shaman's trail
Sunken poems suck peyote
Cacti rising through the day
Some are children of no worries
Some are broken, old and frail
Some are restless in the garden
Some in love, most in death
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Folly
03:26
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Break the silence into midnight
Cross the lanterns' diner twilight
Find a crossroad to believe in
Choose a district you could live in
Birds of Satan fly in circles
Over graveyards veiled in mists that
Draw on close the window city
There's no common sense in litter
Where I used to wander freely
Now a stop sign reddens clearly
That no car could fly past borders
Made by men who's gotten older
Faster than a cannon shooting
Safer than an armchair drooling
Over girls on film in X-ray
There's no escape, this is doomsday
I'm a fool for blonde girls walking
Through the forests of Milwaukee
I'm a descent of firm ages
Glowing black on history pages
Where my name means nothing special
Where the birth and death are crashing
Into lotus pools of knowledge
Into lethal cups of cold air
Catch the bus or tram to work man
Waste your time and health for low ends
Earn some money, learn to breakdance
Get some music into your veins
Try so hard but you don't get it
Make your mind up and forget it
Brand new planets forming slowly
In the system of our folly
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Echom
03:39
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I stand corrected
I mark my feet
Across the desert
In the realms of sleep
I do not know
What's coming next
But for this life, sugar
I feel so blessed
Yeah
Echoes floating by
Past is reemerging
From the margin horizon
Glowing fast and changing
Flowers have been dead, honey
A long time ago
And I don't think it's that sunny
On this side of the world
Just an echom
Less than an atom
Just an echom
Less than an atom
I feel so blessed
To take this test
I feel so blessed
Let us hope it will last
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