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Floating through the holy green
Rough dreamer on the meadow
Earthborn is the drug that sets my mind free
Earthborn is the drug that takes us there
Smoker
Tame the fire flying high, so I can’t be touched
Away from the dirt, away from your spell
Away from everything that tears me apart
Smoker
Temple of gold and the vision of thy highness
Enter a world of peace
My dream’s too strong for you!
From pillars of smoke
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Blood over neon
05:35
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Hungman
04:53
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Lonely in the tower of dead ends
Lost in the maze of the fools
Deaf by the screams of pretenders
Bonded by the ropes of their rules
It's like the pendulum envies the hungman!
Blinded by the sparks of the funfair
Coated with the warmth of decay
Struggling for the trophy of the rat race
Hide behind the darkness of saints
It's like the pendulum envies the hungman!
Saw you walking like a zombie on a midnight boulevard. Flying upon rooftops like a vengeful ghost. Scanning faces in the metro system. Carrying the trophy of the rat race with blood shot eyes.
Nothing more than an urban dropout...
Run from yourself in the alleys
Escaping the flood of your brain
Become aware of your cunning ways
Worship the bottle in the temple of strains
It's like the pendulum envies the hungman!
Saw you walking like a zombie on a midnight boulevard. Flying upon rooftops like a vengeful ghost. Scanning faces in the metro system. Carrying the trophy of the rat race with blood shot eyes.
Nothing more than an urban dropout...
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Well it happened to me just the other day
Caught myself looking straight at to
A ceiling called vertigo
A bottle and a dead end friend
…spinning around in my brain
Well it happened to me countless times
Caught myself floating in this numbness
So powerful and weird
A bottle and a dead end friend
…spinning around in my brain
Well it happened again
I freaked out for a while
But I had that smile and I just couldn’t fake it
A bottle and a dead end friend
…spinning around in my brain
Sometimes you just can’t control it
Snakes crawl, idols fall
And those planets never stop scream in your brain!
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Numbers
09:01
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….and then you get a revolution dream that will end up in vain and die before your needs
Why don’t you get a fucking job and start praying to that god that lies in your pocket?
You say you believe in god and all but I don’t see no savior ‘round the corner
Why don’t we all just lose control? Believe me now that would be a true blessing
After all it's all about numbers
Count me in brother, count me in...
How does it feel when you're fucking up your fellow man?
How does it feel when you're stepping on corpses?
Well it seems that somebody taught you on an early age that you got a birthright to fuck everyone up at any cost, at any cost!
After all it's all about numbers
Count me in brother, count me in...
Take my brain in a state of the tension
Is my drunk vision of the world obsolete?
Should we gain another perversion?
So we may hide it again underneath
Well people ain't numbers you fuck! One day you're gonna open up your eyes,
standing high up on your ivory tower and then you're gonna realize that you're dead inside.
Nothing but a money relic, a money relic!
Curse of the old world haunting the new
Nightbirds sing and the wind brings nemesis
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