1. |
The Land Derailed
07:30
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The Land Derailed
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
Down the wilted streams
The shattered dreams
They'll crucify me to the end of nails
My milk becomes blood
My honey turns to mud
I'm the land derailed
So give me a break
From a stream of crap called holy water
Give me a break
Until the day they come home to you
And on n' on
They'll kill your sons and rape your daughters
So give me a break
Switch me off that news
Down the sacred vails
The charming tales
Seventy virgins are waiting at your door
They'll peck you like hawks
And bury with the hogs
And then you're blessed for sure!
So give me a break
From a stream of crap called holy water
Give me a break
There's always a bridge for a both sides of the truth
Cause on n' on
They'll kill your sons and rape your daughters
So give me a break
Switch me off that news
(Brother Bin): "I'm a hopeless street hero, i'll bleed to the bone
Just give me a target, i'll find it a good stone
Lord, give me a reason to fight or your rights
Lord, give me a children to send them to die
And if i had a last wish before the end of days
I'd beg to revive me to die for you again
Loving my country in my own special way
I'm loving it rushing and crushing - derailed."
He loves it... derailed
They love it... derailed
Do you love me... derailed
Should you love me... derailed
"And if this world is a womb of a whore,
Don't cry when i'm knocking on heaven's door."
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2. |
The Last Night
08:41
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Last Night
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
Well, she's loving your sweet kisses
Doesn't mind you're calling her a tramp
While your tongue is in her gullet
And your wallet is in her hands
As a girl she dreamt of a princess
With a knight on a milk-white horse
Now the knights are on milk-white trucks
Taking her on their course
(Monica): "Lord, don't let me surrender
Please let me swallow my pride
I swear it's gonna be the last night"
Well, her father needs some whiskey
Gonna hang up with a crew
So he'll take up all her money
And beat her black and blue
(Sam): "Hey, your collage is your highway
You are born for jacks in trucks
Daddy raised you on his money
It's time to give 'em bucks"
(Monica): "Lord, don't let me surrender
Please let me swallow my pride
Or it seems to be daddy's last night
Going too far away, is it a desperate beast
That slowly creeps inside me now, inside you now
Sometimes he screams so loud
Going so far away, is it haunting mist
That idly dwells inside me now, inside you now
Erasing inner bounds"
"Children like a flowers on their parents tombs"
- That's the last thing he said before his doom
(Monica): "Lord, don't let me surrender
Please let me swallow my pride
Hope your tunnel ends with light"
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3. |
Quicksand Lies
05:28
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Quicksand Lies
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
Centuries are falling like leaves
We drink each others blood
For gods above us
Is it fare enough
To sing 'bout love
With a blade that's hidden in your hand
Oh, heaven sent
Saviors are running like thieves
To save their skin
From a war machine they'd raised up
Did they learned this dance
With a gunner Hans
Step outside - you're dead from ricochet
In a barb-wired set
So if we close our ears
Shell we hear the voice of reason
If we bite our lips
Shell we hold our appetites
Cause when some "war for love"
Turns "love for war",
We're dying fish on sandy shore
Of quicksand lies
Dry fragile leaves on a crimson ground
Brown whirlpool, black snowfall
We're carried off by autumn winds
And when the thunder comes to die
We're hoping, we're praying
To reach the never coming spring
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4. |
Crystal Territory
07:10
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Crystal Territory
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
Eyeblack moon is raving in crystal skies
Drunk rats are ready to swing
While the pipers of down playing crystal pipes
In court of a crystal king
(The Demon): "Here I am, your latest story
Now you are my territory"
(Monica): "I'm on a free fly unbound
Witches are callin' to burn up this night
Am i loosing my ground
They are eating my mind
Slowly loosing my mind..."
Eyeblack moon's rusting in crystal skies
Drunk rats are starting to sink
Into bittersweet vomit of chimney pipes
In court of a crystal king
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5. |
Splinter
07:09
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Splinter
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
(Monica): "I'm crying out my eyes
You're pulling at my strings
Rag doll without disguise
From you and your crazy schemes"
(The Demon): "Air of your lungs, script of your dreams
I'm everywhere, more then it seems
A smile that you wear
Sorrow you bear
A glimpse through despair"
(Monica): "Don't wanna see your eyes on my wall
Twisted and tossed emotions of total recall
Temptation come undone
On wings of agony
Black holes on frozen sun
Eyes of destiny"
(The Demon): "Air of your lungs, script of your dreams
I'm everywhere, more then it seems
A smile that you wear
Sorrow you bear
A glimpse through despair"
(Monica): "Don't wanna see your writings on my wall
Twisted and tossed emotions of total recall
Don't wanna feel your needles in my head
Changing my skin, no more your favorite pet
Demons in my head
Witches in your bed
Parallels of fate
Links of love and hate
We get what we earn
On the point of no return
Throw away my key
Leave my soul to me
I'm not your anguish, i'm not your joy
No more your captive, no exclusive toy
You're the fifth of my wheels, stone in my shoes
Splinter of soul, apple to seduce
Feeling your thorns under my skin
You're reading my thoughts, trap me to extremes
It scares me to laugh, no answer, no clue
Why deep down inside i really need you!?"
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6. |
Other Line
07:43
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Other Line
(Lyrics by E. Kushnir)
(Monica): "On distant shore, in caves behind
I've seen some script, some other line:
Left with a sight, alright,
Now change it all around
Wake in a dream, it seems that
Memories have other images and sounds,
Just shut your mind
Observe, don't try to move the wall
Then you will fall again
Insane, you'll get to know, which wire to pull
To put the system in a perfect combination
Imagination tries to blind your eyes
Illusions dress the world in glittering disguise
Rise and feel the inner beat
Another line to make the masquerade completed
Love,
The sun, the moon, the stars that shine above
Starve
And let the hunger lead the light
Fight
And dare to find the hidden door
War
No matter what, we keep the battle in the search for more"
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7. |
Unholy Ghost
06:09
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The Unholy Ghost
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
On misty mountain heights
Seized with ruthless frost
On virgin ground untouched by man
Dwells some skinny ghost
Some say he's pretty scary
Some say he's pretty wild
But every girl he's ever met
Is waiting for a child
You'd better check your locks and shutters
You'd better wake the guards from sleep
Cause no one knows the way it happens
He leaves no tip
Some guys say they would kill him
But they don't have much time
They get too busy every night
With their neighbor's wives
As soon as they come home
To meet their only dear
They meet her crying in her bed
"My love, the ghost was here!"
You'd better check your locks and shutters
You'd better wake the guards from sleep
Cause when you've got to pay for dippers
He leaves no tip
(The Ghost): "Do you still hear me?"
(Monica): "I'm only dreaming."
(The Ghost): "Do you still fear me?
Do you still feel me?"
(Monica): "I'm only dreaming..."
(The Ghost): "Do you still thrill me?"
(Monica): "I'm only dreaming, dreaming, dreaming!"
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8. |
911
08:59
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911
(Lyrics by C. Glantz)
(The Angel): "Welcome up to my home
Climb up my rescue cloud
Drifting it's unknown trails
In stilettos of winds, go round and round
Here you see new-saved friends
Enjoying one crazy slam
Father Bin, Mother Goose
And that one is Uncle Sam"
(Uncle Sam): "I'm your DJ, and you are my sheep
Pussies, let's party! Where is my whip?!
I'm holding my gun and i'm ready to shoot
Every Monica chokes with my mighty salute!"
(The Angel): "Maybe you're heroes, maybe heretics
Seems like you're rather obscene
Maybe you're kind of out of your mind
Mind you, i am kind of keen"
(Mother Goose): "Ding dong bell
The puss is in the well
I have a tale to tell
It's gonna $ell like hell!
She turns her back
And then you attack
' Bin are you ready ?!
(Brother Bin): "Jihad el-uhtaq!"
(The Angel): "Maybe you're heroes, maybe heretics
Seems like you're rather obscene
Maybe you're kind of out of your mind
Mind you, i am kind of keen
Maybe you're heroes, maybe heretics
Maybe i'm too blind to see
Maybe i'm kind of out of my mind
Seems like the bell tolls for me"
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