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Deadheadend
03:46
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Old men send young men to die in a useless war
They say the next one will the last
Fuck I think they’re right
The pain never disappears
It comes over and over and over
Pull the trigger - No I don’t want to
When money talks you have to shut up
And cut your tongue, sell it for the best price
Silence is your gold
Dead in the head
You’re dead in the head
I am the Homo economicus
I have therefore I am
I am the Homo economicus
Playing with your fears
I am the Homo economicus
Graves pave me the way
I am the Homo economicus
Dancing on the red button
Too young to die, too old to live
Life became a question
A path that leads to nowhere
Kids dreams in ashes
The pain never disappears
It comes over and over and over
Pull the trigger - No I don’t want to
Breathing through cellophane
Observed by screens
Human made terror planet
Never ending sadness
Ride the bomb, ride the bomb
Ride the H-Bomb
Praise it, rise it, ride it
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Catch me
In the palm of your hands
You’ll be
The one who understands
Thrill me
I will choke, I will ran
I’ll be
The one who cannot can
Wandering mind
Will it ever find
The peace inside
At least I tried
Find me a trail
To the golden vale
And if I fail
Comes the dream in pale
Mother Earth
Mother Earth
Take me first
Mother Earth
Let me go down the
Unknown path of a stranger
So I can face it
What it’s like
To be a man
Mother Earth
Mother Earth
Take me first
Mother Earth
Let me go down the
Unknown path of a stranger
So I can face it
What it’s like
To be a man
I am one but torn into three
Never in a thousand years will I be
Someone who’s just disguising me
Me, me, never free
I started from the nowhere
To find the everything
Leaving it all behind
Just to feel anything
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
Hoping one day I’m no more wrong
I sink deeper into the woods
Branches break the light show me the way
I am one but torn into three
Never in a thousand years will I be
Someone who is just disguising me
Me, me, never free
I can
Feel your hate
Inside me
That’s fine
Catch me
In the palm of your hands
You’ll be
The one who understands
Thrill me
I will choke, I will ran
I’ll be
The one who cannot can
Wandering mind
Will it ever find
The peace inside
At least I tried
Find me a trail
To the golden vale
And if I fail
Comes the dream in pale
Mother Earth
Mother Earth
Take me first
Mother Earth
Let me go down the
Unknown path of a stranger
So I can face it
What it’s like
To be a man
I break through the woods
The mountains in front of me
My worst enemy
It’s getting cold
I wanna be home
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3. |
Dreadfull Lullaby
00:36
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4. |
#selfiewithgod
04:15
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Update, update, update
The old version of me is dead
I went to the app store
But I need so much more
Cut it off now
Your cellphone’s dead
Your heart is dead
I want my fame
I need my fame
I want my fame, I need my fame
Life’s a game
Don’t you lose it
Cut it off now
Your cellphone’s dead
Your heart is dead
Notification:
Your heart is still active
Do you want to continue?
Sure
She does everything for a selfie with God
Like, subscribe her soul
Even if she doesn’t care anymore
She does everything for a selfie with God
Like, subscribe her soul
Even if she doesn’t care anymore
I laugh out loud
But no sound comes out
Why don’t things add up
Even though I’m on the top
Cut it off now
Your cellphone’s dead
Your heart is dead
I want my fame
I need my fame
I want my fame, I need my fame
Life’s a game
Don’t you lose it
Switch you off
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5. |
Ordinary Elitist Weekend
04:43
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Cold nights of distorted memories
Trying to forget but even death can’t help it
In this house of the dark
In this house of the broken
All is lost, all is lost
Heaven for the twisted
Paradise for the sick
It’s happening again
Every damn night
When the evil emerges
In its purest form
Entering the hall
The flesh is brought in
Still alive, but far from this world
Slaves do everything
To satisfy their masters
Every second, every teardrop
Every hour, every drop of blood
Empty minds
Empty bodies
For what have they done
Where is divine right
Where is the savior
For those lost souls
Where is divine right
Where is the savior
For those lost and rotten souls
Breath in, breath out
Breath in, breath out
Now die for me
But I did it all
Lives wasted for your pleasure
Get me out alive, I don’t wanna stay here
Get me out alive, they want to end me
Get me out alive, don’t you set me free
Get me out alive, I plead on my knees
Every second, every teardrop
Every hour, every drop of blood
Empty minds
Empty bodies
For what have they done
Heaven for the twisted
Paradise for the sick
Where is divine right
Where is the savior
For those lost souls
Where is divine right
Where is the savior
For those lost and rotten souls
Every second, every teardrop
Every our, every drop of blood
Empty minds
Empty bodies
For what have they done
Cold nights of distorted memories
Trying to forget but even death can’t help it
In this house of the dark
In this house of the broken
All is lost, all is lost
When angels cry for you
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This is our last sunset
It’s time to get the words right
You should pray for his mercy
You should pray for your salvation
Clouds gather together
And darken the sky
The sun is obscured by darkness
And the stars have all long gone by
Taking back what he once created
We had the chance to get the goal right
This opportunity is now faded
And souls are pushed side by side
Horseman break through the heavens
No escape, no running
Blank eyes looking for the sinners
You ask yourself was it all worth
Taking back what he once created
We had the chance to get the goal right
This opportunity is now faded
And souls are pushed side by side
A short look on the list
When thy light assists
No one should be missed
Blood pumping through their wrists
The words were spoken
The humans were chosen
The gates will open
Bodies torn from motion
Hallelujah
Feelings make way for pure emotions
Clouds gather together
And darken the sky
The sun is obscured by darkness
And the stars have all long gone by
Taking back what he once created
We had the chance to get the goal right
This opportunity is now faded
When thy holy knights scream
This is our last sunset
It’s time to get the words right
You should pray for his mercy
You should pray for your salvation
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7. |
... but the King Said
03:40
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The kings and queens have lied
They pushed it way too far
There’s nothing ever to hide
I know exactly what you are
Come down from your filthy thrown
I tear you down
I break the crown
Stop suppression
End depression
How can I be free
When your voice hunts me
We control you
Can you stand up straight
In front of the holy gates
We’re above you
Crawling snakes offering the sin
Undercover in pure innocence
Taking precious soul with their grin
Happening as a constant incident
Come down from your filthy thrown
I tear you down
I break the crown
Stop suppression
End depression
We come in many shapes
To destroy your greedy reign
How foolish
Everything has to end
Even with my own hands
Come and get me
Starving
Craving
For what you owe me
Die under His eyes
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It was a rainy day when she came into my office
A mysterious woman with eyes as black as the night
She told me her husband was missing
So I finished my second glass of rye and started an investigation
Can you see
Spirits free
Bodies flee
Astral me
Detective Noir
And the Imperfect Circle
Well I had a lot of cases like this. The boys grew sick of their girls and left for a drink and then came back after a few days full of regret. But not this time.
I interviewed the cities well known hobo Jerry if he knew some things. Coincidentally he knew about a strange meet up at the Morley factory at midnight. And then he told me of gloomy people debating about occult things like levitation of the mind, astral bodies.
Later as I looked into a window on the rooftop of the factory building I witnessed a weird scene. Impossible to express with words.
With a lightning they disappeared into the night sky. Gone.
I never heard from The Lady again, never saw Jerry around.
No one believed my story and I started questioning myself.
Why can’t I forget the things I’ve seen
I recognize their faces on TV
Magicians: Politicians with munition on a mission
Detective Noir starts an investigation
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9. |
Charon's Obol
03:33
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Where’s the coin
Who’s next in line
What can you take into your future grave
It’s a shame spending time on fame
Are you awake or do you break
Who is to blame, we never felt the same
So they say existence is pain
But I never felt a thing
I don’t know
Where to go
The light is haunting me
The light is flickering
In front of my eyes
I see the story I wrote
In front of my eyes
The end of the road
So they say existence is pain
But I never felt a thing
Out of the body
Into the open
Peripheral Cortex
Where’s the coin
Who’s next in line
What can you take into your future grave
It’s a shame spending time on fame
Are you awake or do you break
Who is to blame, we never felt the same
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Give yourself some time, to say goodbye
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Will we meet again
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Infiniteness
Infiniteness (will it come)
Now I know
Where to go
The light was always there
The light kept watching me
In front of my eyes
I see the story I wrote
In front of my eyes
I see the end of the road
Where’s the coin
Who’s next in line
Finiteness
Never ending
Finite
Ending never
Finiteness
One more minute (in your arms)
Finite
Never ending
Finiteness
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Peripheral Cortex Berlin, Germany
Fusing Death Metal and Jazz Avantgarde since 2013!
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