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Tamaki (History of us)
03:27
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Sweet tiny girl
you play with me to find my death
Sweet destiny between us
with none of them
We sacrifice a commitment of years for a pleasant time
I want it
you want it
but we live it
with a terrible panic
I know it
you know it
it's so ironic
but we need this insane habit
I play it
you play it
but we ignore it
till someone gets hurt
I love it
you love it
it's so excited
and so dangerous
Kiss
kiss me babe
today's fire bed
tomorrow's blame
We can't turn back
cos all this endless game
refills our life
Round one: you're the only one that is saying
"Cheeta loves Great King Kong"
Round ten: taste the pain
drink all my urine
like sweet champagne
Smiles
looks
spreading legs
-hold it on
turn it on-
sweat
bitten lips
sweat
-take me on
suck me dry-
Tamaki
Release me from this poison
and let me go.
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Sounds
03:19
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Sounds that will never come on me
Oh uh
Sounds like saviour songs
from saviour tongues
to great hearers
Oh uh
Sounds like magic
sounds like gold
like rain on drying land
Oh uh
Shock!
Chorus in the chapel
God is coming back
screams from the red hell
they're ready to attack
steady to the ringing bell
when all is turned to black
faith fight hell & heaven
battle for the flag
Like sound born in early 70's
Hysteria, ecstasy the leaders are gone
Shake your hands
they gonna see us again
This revolution can't stop, my friends
Oh yeah
The answer comes from the sound
The answer comes from the shock
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Dawn's streets
03:23
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Down the streets of a nightmare
Full moon is shining till blinding
Creatures monsters and rare men
invite me to go with them
Down the streets of dawn
Holy and hopeful sun
bring us the peace
bring us salvation
There's no wine, no gold
just pee and poo in every nation
Pull me out of this nightmare
and let them go
-bring us the peace bring us salvation-
Please tell me the secret to save this world
-all I can see comes from a fake sun-
I'm down on my knees
just praying
Deliver us with your light
Fuck up the fears
fuck up the tears
fuck up your ambition degrees
the fake is over
your time has gone
There is no pain
there are no lies
so shut the fuck up you suck
the monsters are gone
there's only light of a new dawn
Shine on me
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Cure and tribulation
sealed in a lifetime dream
Wishin' well is overloaded now
See the world like one world
on and on it's all you need
Feel the love like one love
on and on it's all you need
Feed this world with one love
on and on it's all we need
Free is the word for one world
one love in the world we live in
The men are no machines
they're made with blood and tears
but I know, it's just a fistful of broken dreams
and I know what it's means
We use one way to wake up
-here comes the rumble-
We use one way to stand up
-tower of Babel-
We use one way to change all
-who is the rebel-
I know I'm not a machine
but somehow I pay it on the scene
and I know what it's means
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5. |
Peace attack
02:40
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Costaverde Valencia, Spain
Mediante el lenguaje musical, el oyente puede experimentar infinidad de sentimientos. Cuanto más ecléctico sea el lenguaje,
mayor será el conjunto de estímulos que podrá sentir.
COSTAVERDE es un ejemplo de ello; desprendidos de clichés y estereotipos, crean desde la pureza de lo visceral, un camino sonoro perfecto para revivir en el oyente aquellas emociones que lo mantienen más vivo, más humano.
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