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171
01:53
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171 cases with an unknown past // 171 questions while the die is
cast // A memorial - For all your bleeding wounds // A memorial //
171 lives lead to an unknown fate // 171 cries for our revenge to
sate // A memorial – For all your bleeding wounds // A memorial –
How long will it last? // The world keeps turning round while the
clocks are standing still // In the place where humanity was lost
to the American Dream // The American Dream – The American
Dream… // Ten years - it’s a long, long time // Ten years - it’s a
shameless crime // Ten years - it’s a long, long time // Ten years -
it’s a shameless crime // 171 matters we don’t talk about // 171 lies!
// A memorial – For all your bleeding wounds // A memorial – How
long will it last? // The world keeps turning round while the clocks
are standing still // In the place where humanity was lost to the
American… It’s still a dream!
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Newtown
02:57
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The shrouds sink down on the victims // White and pure and
innocent // Hide away the atrocities // Way beyond all we can
stand // No one wants to see it – look away // A child’s face with
hollow eyes – hollow eyes // No one wants to see it // Conceal
them in black body bags // Every weapon paves the way to // A
safer place for all of us // With everybody armed and ready //
there’s no need to be afraid // So what went wrong, so what went
wrong? // What went wrong, what went wrong? // So what went
wrong, so what went wrong? // What went wrong, what went
wrong? // Now there’s big hue and cry // They shake their heads
in disbelieve // Once bitten now twice shy // A call to arms to be
relieved // Make money with our grief // Every weapon paves the
way to // A safer place for all of us // With everybody armed and
ready // there’s no need to be afraid // Every weapon paves the
way to // A safer place for all of us // With everybody dead and
buried // there’s no need to be afraid // ‘cause who is dead is not
afraid // You reap what you sow // Don’t claim you don’t know
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Israel
03:04
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You have been chased // For all your life // Fear and hatred // Became
your drive // But with the years you got the weapons // And
with the years you learned to fight // Repressing all those desperate
nights // Don’t you hear your own voice pleading // Your
cries for mercy day by day // You never got so why should they? //
Look, where you have gone – after all the years in black // Now
that you have grown strong // Let’s pay it back, let’s pay it back
// This vicious circle never ends // Look, what you have done – it
is bloodguilt on your hands // On your hands // Tormentors round
you // Won’t come to rest // Still point the fingers // At ghosts of the
past // Now that the wound’s no longer bleeding // Make rough
the scars you held so dear // Your cries for help will find it’s ear
// Never again you’ll be the victim // Never again you will back
down // Benignancy won’t win a crown // Look, where you have
gone – after all the years in black // Now that you have grown
strong // Let’s pay it back, let’s pay it back // This vicious circle
never ends // Look, what you have done – it is bloodguilt on your
hands // Thrown in a world full of monsters // It’s more than hell
that you’ve been through // Seasoned by the hard times // The
monster became you! // Look, where you have gone – after all
the years in black // Now that you have grown strong // Let’s pay
it back, let’s pay it back // This vicious circle never ends // Look,
what you have done – it is bloodguilt on your hands // On your
hands – on your hands – on your hands!
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Fuel To The Fire
04:00
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We fight another war // We free another state // Is there something
you question // When mothers crying // Cause their
children dying? // You can‘t forever say we want to spread justice
// While still selling all these weapons in the world // Are you
really that numb or think you know it better? // Trying to control
our anger // Get up and raise your fists // And bring them down –
down! // Get up and raise your voice // To let them know // That
you can see right through their // Lies - they are still repeating
// Get it up, get it up, get it up to show // That it’s you who won‘t
cease to go on // Get it up, get it up, get it up // And know // That
there‘s no war for human rights // That you can‘t trust their alibis
// When will you start to think? // When will you start to see? // A
new era has begun // In which prices rising // Cause they stopped
the fighting // Where have all resources gone we need for this
decadent life? // We should buy more guns for freedom to the
world // Are you really so numb or think it doesn‘t matter? // There
are no words to make it better // Get up and raise your fists // And
bring them down – down! // Get up and raise your voice // To let
them know // That you can see right through their // Lies - they
are still repeating // Get it up, get it up, get it up to show // That
it’s you who won‘t cease to go on // Get it up, get it up, get it up
Cause // Breaking news are just propaganda // It’s just fuel to the
fire burning // And a threat to mankind
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Underwater Knife Party
03:11
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Why don’t you hear me? // Or don’t you know my words? // What’s
your intention // When all you say just hurts? // So what?!? // Try
to scream underwater my lungs getting flushed // The sight’ becomes
misty, all world’s getting hushed // Deeper and deeper,
we’re drowning in rage // The beast, it got uncaged // Leave me
alone! // Leave me alone! // Leave me alone! // Try to run through
the mire, my feet in the mud // Every step’s harder, no more in a
rut. // Deeper and deeper, we’re drowning in fear // Lost my horizon,
panic is near // The child lies deep down on the ground //
In fetal curl, hands are bound // The knife cuts right through the
bowels, everything’s pain // But even better than the shame //
Try to scream underwater my lungs getting flushed // The sight
becomes misty, all world’s getting hushed // Deeper and deeper,
we’re drowning in rage // The beast inside got uncaged // Try to
run through the mire, my feet in the mud // Every step’s harder,
no more in a rut. // Deeper and deeper, we’re drowning in fear //
Lost my horizon…
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Fast Falling
03:02
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Worst Best Worst
02:23
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We made it through, all the anger, all the grief // All the bruises
we received, trying to stand tall while two hearts collided. // It’s
kind of weird, remembering how it all began // We had a start at
minus ten, I never thought that we could ever fly that high // Two
single trails became a way // It’s getting better more and more
each day // And when I wake up by your side, this is a feeling I
can’t describe // It’s like the first summer breeze, again and again
// Watch you sleeping peacefully, it’s almost perfection what I
see // You were the goddamn best thing I ever had // You were
the goddamn best thing I ever had // Four years in love, we built
a castle and a home // Resting souls tired to roam // Above the
clouds you cannot hear the rain fall // So, please, tell me when,
we finally lost our way // Why did all our dreams merely went
astray // You felt like a bird locked in a gilded cage // Now all I’ve
got to give to you is rage // And when I wake up in the night,
it’s only emptiness inside // The last fallen leaves gone with the
wind // Burn the pictures on the wall, don’t need no memories at
all // You were the goddamn worst thing I ever had // You were
the goddamn worst thing I ever had // Worst, best, worst, you are
my worst, best, worst // Worst, best, worst, you are my worst,
best, worst
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The Inside Track
02:38
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We traded our handshake for a distant stare // A familiar setting,
it’s just not there // And when you speak, you speak in tongues //
The words you choose they come out wrong // And when the sun
sets, I‘ll be gone // A state of indifference, we knew all along //
And when you‘ll finally come to your senses // I know I won‘t be
waiting here // We‘ve built these fences, they‘ll last another year
// They will last forevermore // The sick smile on your face, the
loss of control // Only minutes away, but so far to go // Someone
is dead, wrong and tireless // Afflicted by self-entitlement // When
you‘ll finally come to your senses // I know I won‘t be waiting
here // We‘ve built these fences, they‘ll last another year // They
will last forevermore // And when you‘ll finally come to your
senses now // We‘ve built these fences, they‘ll will last // One
more year – forever more // The inside track was always yours //
Leaving a trail of betrayal // That I‘ll gladly slip on // Smile like you
mean it for once // On the day that never comes
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Silent Billions
03:35
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We are the ninety-nine percent – it’s time to finally raise our
voice // We are the ninety-nine percent – come on, make some
noise! // We are the ninety-nine percent – we’ve had enough to
be in check // We are the ninety-nine percent – stand up, fight
back!!! // Set your sails! We’re off to new shores! // Long forgotten
dreams of an even-handed place // Can see it right before
my eyes right before my eyes // Reaching out my hand comes
away empty // I’m standing static in the rain // My clothes soaked
they hold me down // My head up high lest I drown // The water’s
rising to the chin // The leeches swarming through the flood //
Can feel them sucking out my blood // Tell me why, tell me why,
I’m standing lonesome on the streets // While the silent billions
sleep // Can you hear me scream out in these howling winds
around // Ain’t nobody within sound? // Set the world on fire,
show them their disgrace // Fight their greed with your desire,
make this world a righteous place // Set your sails! We’re off to
new shores! // Long forgotten dreams of an even-handed place
// Can see it right before my eyes // Reaching out my hand comes
away empty // We’re slowly losing ground // as the moon drowns
in the black waters around us // It’s always darkest just before
the dawn // So stay awake my friend, hold your torch up high //
Tell me why, tell me why, I’m standing lonesome on the streets //
While the silent billions sleep // Can you hear me scream out in
these howling winds around // Ain’t nobody within sound? // Set
the world on fire, show them their disgrace // Fight their greed
with your desire, make this world a righteous place // When will
you toe the scratch, how much more can you endure // When did
you lose too much to put up with all these lies // When will you toe
the scratch, how much more can you endure // When did you lose
too much to put up with all these lies // We are the ninety-nine
percent, we are the ninety-nine percent // We are the ninety-nine
percent – stand up, fight back!!!
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11. |
Departure
02:20
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The path of those who’ve gone astray // The smiles and their
faces all miles away // They left their traces and then trampled it
all down // Can you rely on the sickness? So you can drop a few
lines // Truth is that the truth has no value // Once slipped from my
tongue, now so hard to tell you // Being the jerk, by no means a
good option // Just put it down like you’ve always done when the
problems arrive // I know we still can get it right, we just wait
for better times // I know we still can get it right, wait for better
times, better times // The thoughts of those who’ve lost their mind
// Are no longer a part of your design // Now that the canvas is
blank again, can you feel the urge to grab a pen // Can you rely
on the sickness? So you can drop a few lines // Truth is that the
truth has no value // Once slipped from my tongue, now so hard
to tell you // Being the jerk, by no means a good option // Just
put it down like you’ve always done when the problems arrive
// I know we still can get it right, we just wait for better times //
I know we still can get it right, wait for better times // I know we
still can get it right, we just wait for better times // I know we
still can get it right, wait for better times
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