1. |
The Actor
06:37
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The Actor
Daily recognizing,
hourly - a dead surprising:
"every second's a chance
to change my life"
Years gone by
and the hope retired,
to cancel my subscription
of an actor life.
The smile screams in the corner,
of its self-build prison.
What began as a joke
turned into the daily truth.
Daily recognizing,
hourly - a dead surprising:
"every second's a chance
to change my life"
Slipping through
twice universes,
fulfill the two-headed role:
the ghost with the clown mask.
The smile screams in the corner,
of its self-build prison.
What began as a joke
turned into the daily truth.
I peel back all of my skin,
rip away all of my time,
rewind the life, that wasn't one
and rebirth as a fantasy.
The smile screams in the corner,
of its self-build prison.
What began as a joke
turned into the daily truth.
The make-up merges with the body,
but it cannot change my soul!
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2. |
Dreamsore
04:14
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Dreamsore
Bubbling suppurate,
hope and fail
flow to abyss,
blow up the bond.
Dead people - dead surroundings
as the ballad fades away.
Great in the head - child in the soul,
tormenting on both sides.
Fall into the nightmare
of everyday,
locked up
in the cold - warm room.
Dead people - dead surroundings
as the ballad fades away.
Great in the head - child in the soul,
tormenting on both sides.
Now - crossroads.
Now - Tarred youth.
Dreamsore
Now - crossroads.
Now - Tarred youth.
Great in the head - child in the soul,
tormenting on both sides.
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3. |
Confused
03:58
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Confused
I see the white wolf
Running
It reminds me to escape
I see the white bird
Flying
It reminds me to escape
I see the white shark
Hunting
Go !!!
So many voices are quarreling in my head
Is white really white or maybe even red ?
And I stand between wisdom and stupidity
Everybody sells its own truth with dignity
I’m so confused
Help me just to
Make it right
I don’t want to hide
What counts is not
To stay alive
Influenced by a real lasting straightness
I want to revolt against boundless laziness
Indifferent standpoints
corrode the personal roots …
I’m so confused
Help me just to
Make it right
I don’t want to hide
What counts is not
To stay alive
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4. |
The Illusion
04:19
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The Illusion
I slowly open my eyes
and touch into the invisible warmth,
lying peacefully next to me
and is never dying.
I start the trip of searching:
the real person, once lying there.
But after every movement, it becomes clearer:
IT'S ALL AN ILLUSION!
At the edge of my perception
I found hurt and lonely people like me,
but they all where silent actors
in an observation.
I've tried to break my natural cycles,
to calm down my twin-like soul,
but all I've found
WAS AN ILLUSION!
On this trip the only thing you could find
was an exhausted gloomy mirror.
He cannot speak,
but he can hear you scream.
After the walk into the gloomy mirror,
the reflecting end of my trip,
I cut my arm and shade my eyes
in expectation of a new morning.
On this trip the only thing you could find
was an exhausted gloomy mirror.
He cannot speak,
but he can hear you scream.
On this trip the only answer you could find
was an exhausted gloomy mirror.
He cannot speak
because he heard too much.
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5. |
Creative
04:21
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Creative
Oh, what do I see ?
Is it clear ?
I’ve looked for words
That sound good
Will that be enough ?
Oh, where do I go ?
Now I’m clear
I’ve never thought
That it works
Feel it coming
Creative lights
Make my soul alive
Exciting rides
Through my inner life
I’m writing down
My lines of thought
I’m running up and down
When I come to naught
Creative lights
Exciting rides
Oh, can I relax ?
I’ll never stop
To look behind
What I’d do
I’ll scrutinize it
Creative lights
Make my soul alive
Exciting rides
Through my inner life
I’m writing down
My lines of thought
I’m running up and down
When I come to naught
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6. |
Tide is Turning
04:06
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Tide Is Turning
I come to an old and strange town house
And get a welcome from a floating mouse.
I see clear faces of chairs and tables smiling
The dripping fog in the lamps is shining
Narrow opinions have started burning
Voices whispering in room three
There’s no one there only a living sea
A wave is foaming:
Get out of your personal mind jail
I hesitate and my face turns pale
Then doubts dive into a slurping ceiling
Tide is turning
Change your mind
So much learning
Search and find
Narrow opinions have started burning
Soft stairs lead me to the roof
Sweet smells pass my way
Turning carpets
don’t want to stop to move
They blow clouds away
Now the tide is turning,
now the tide is turning
Now the tide is turning,
now the tide is turning
Tide is turning
Change your mind
So much learning
Search and find
Narrow opinions have started burning
I leave this old and wise town house
Understood the signs now I think it new
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7. |
22:22
02:36
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(instrumental)
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8. |
Quite Near
04:47
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Quite Near
Jewels are not enough to pay For this happiness
It’s like a cold heart in a fire Melting the emptiness
Time has no meaning And she feels greatest peace
‘Cause heaven is quite near
Give her hope that warms
Hold her in your arms
Give her all the strength
That she will need
Get the sweetest smile
And touches for a while
You can get this love
That you will need
Being afraid of this new challenge She tries to sleep
But doubts fill her dreams So she’s not able to have trust
Facing these fears She will increase enormous faith
‘Cause heaven is quite near
Give her hope that warms
Hold her in your arms
Give her all the strength
That she will need
Get the sweetest smile
And touches for a while
You can get this love
That you will need
She makes her higher than a dream
And let these kisses taste like cream
Love is what she’ll always give
Into her heart that learns to live
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9. |
Hate This Place
04:01
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Hate This Place
Move blameless
Be faultless
Crush weakness
Moodiness
And tenderness
I hate this place
I hate this place
Always there
To be fair
Much to bear
Few to dare
Fears aren’t to share
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
I hate this place
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10. |
New Kind of Living
04:14
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New Kind of Living
Longing for happiness
Looking for gentleness
I’m just convinced
That I’ve found it now
Begging for your devotion
Thirsty for your emotion
You’re even able to paralyze my mind
My whole life is lying in your hands
But you
Just throw my doubts away
Waking up in the morning
My trust in you is forming
This timeless moments
are real life for me
In my mind’s eye
you’re always be placed as my girl
That is beaming with joy
Close to you
I feel it all new
A new kind of loving
A new kind of living at all
Burned out my past
To write a new one fast
In which you’re the only aim
A new kind of living at all
You’ll show me your emotions
If we walk over oceans
I keep on falling
‘Cause you’ll rescue me
What I’ve hoped for is coming true now
And I’m sure
That you got to be my big world
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11. |
Veracity
04:37
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Veracity
He moves through his life
like a tough Pharisee
Convinced that his way
Is the only right key
Ignoring own sins
He could never support
a good growth that begins
This is one of his better days
God is listening when he prays
And he stops hiding behind a face
And gives untainted life its place
He’s sure that he’s strong
But one question’s always:
Could that be wrong ?
This is one of his better days
God is listening when he prays
And he stops hiding behind a face
And gives untainted life its place
Again and again he wants to be a king
To have the full power to do his right thing
Just saying true words won’t stop him to lose
Veracity means so much more than the truth
This is one of his better days
God is listening when he prays
And he stops hiding behind a face
And gives untainted life …
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12. |
Meet Twice
03:40
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Meet Twice
This is the day
to stop his play.
We are oppressed
but ready to protest.
He torments,
he steals,
lies and destroys …
You always meet twice in a lifetime
Maybe our path will cross again
This is the point
of no return.
Remember my words,
the evil will burn.
He torments,
he steals,
lies and destroys,
credulous people
became his toy …
You always meet twice in a lifetime
Maybe our path will cross again
Hate’s in the air,
shadows on the floor
‘cause he cannot bear
he opens the door.
Maybe our path will cross again
You always meet twice in a lifetime
You always meet twice in a lifetime
Maybe our path will cross again
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13. |
The Voice & Outro
06:47
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The Voice
Guess there’s emptiness
right in your head
every time you think of me
You’ll never understand
(‘cause your) creativity’s not bad
and I like it to see
Giving some more lines
flowing through the air
and won’t make it to science
let me find it somewhere
I lost my input
I lost my input
My mind is not wide open
trying hard to listen
finding nothing but silence
Maybe I never hear a word again
you won’t be in my shoes
and I wish to climb this fence
Giving some more lines
flowing through the air
and won’t make it to science
let me find it somewhere
I lost my input
I lost my input
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