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No Rest
03:52
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There is no rest for the young and angry
Under the dim lights of the lamp posts
and midnight stars
is where we gathered to distrust
Over the pale face of the suburbs
And its pavement grounds
we red the shadow of our hands
To find our own way we were thriving
Dreams in constraints
A drive held back a world of fakeness
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We knew so much was wrong
We did not choose we did not belong
Never gonna play the role
A future decided by the kingdom
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The night had music and adventure
A rule of its own
Away from the kingdom and its poison
In our language we found laughter
a taste of truth
Far from the herd we forged the way
So what to do with all this rage now
Disconformity
Is there a better place to be
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Are these dreams of our own
or given by the court of the selfish king
This rebellionship within the interests of the kingdom
Is there anything real?
Oh the rage was real!
the rage was ours!
and the streets keep calling
so the night can illuminate us
this rage reminds us
where we are from
We are the winter we are the night
We carry the rage the anger of the young
We are the winter we are the night
We are the trees keeping the shadows off light
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2. |
The Shape of Facts
03:18
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I woke up dreaming all these fictions
No pun intended
No ambition
My ways are safe that's what they say now
I give up
Play to surrender feels all right
when everyone is home
dont be lonesome
The city called you off
The city called you off
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Denied What's left
Mistakes golden mistakes
No gambles not allowed
hesitate the voice of my choice
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I draw the line for you to fake it
No wasting
Quiet resistance
On the distance you come clean again
once more tonight for free
Keep your system
From assistance
i know there is some joyride
outhere waiting
I mean to burn it all
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Denied What's left
Mistakes golden mistakes
No gambles not allowed
hesitate the voice of my choice
Not an angle
Not a crowd
Dont trust me to explain is too much
dont trust you understand anyway
It's a bargain
For the mean ones
Through the crossroads
You know you've got word
Until it's all gone
Till it's too late
Put an anchor
in your ankles
It's a bargain
For the mean ones
Through the crossroads
You know you've got word
Take cover under the lies
The city so big can feed all the flies
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3. |
Pathological
03:19
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Forever is no answer, forever is
This time will never grow back
Tomorrow is
Like a prison made of freedom
Keep me senseless to the world
Every choice goes well like nature
Build the landscape, burning touch
There's a secret to these walls
to every door
It makes a beautiful machine
A star in essence
Here lies the journey
In the sacred walls of magic
dwells a vision brand new dawn
Living process made for shining
Painful beauty make sweet love
MotherLight became the Sun
From the mirror chosen one
MotherLight became the Sun
Keep your eyes on
MotherLight became the Sun
From the mirror chosen one
MotherLight became the Sun
There's a secret to these hands
From the mirror Sacred Lands
MotherLight became the Sun
Close your eyes now
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4. |
Beyond the Sunset
03:36
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An illusion is a dream is a broken dream
We dont Need no heroes
couldn't use them
Care less care free
Here comes the summer
Run to create
only stop for laughs
Beyond the sunset
to the future
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What's to keep doing what you are doing
Trace down your future from your past
We'd rather burn the price of shining
No paleo-Gods to guide us now
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Tradition is forgotten
The body speaks much louder
Every day the world is open
Sleep a thousand nights
Dive into beauty
smoking its mechanics
No more scavenging for light
Fantasy is quantic
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What's to keep doing what you are doing
Trace down your future from your past
We'd rather burn the price of shining
In a world so bright a billion suns
The Cosmic Dawn awaits at love-rise
No paleo-Gods to guide us now
The Cosmic Dawn awaits at love-rise
In a world so bright a billion suns
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