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7. 3. 2008 — k47 (CC by-nc-sa) (♪)

vydáno: 13. února 2008
label: Spi­ne­farm Re­cords

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Overworld

We've died a mil­lion times
but we are not the wal­king dead
So fuc­king far from gone,
we jump around and bang our heads

We made our own way
and now we expect some wicked creds
But we will not behave,
we stomp the ground and scream in­stead

Show me, don't tell me
Walk through the fire

We live as we do to show the world what it could be
What's it mean to you?
Is this a vision you can see?
Heroes are those who don't just accept the way things are
Now, which one are you, the driver or the car?

Need For Steve

We'll give you com­plete cre­a­tive con­t­rol…

Con­for­mity is ta­in­ted
by the mark of me­di­o­crity
I never want to be a sta­tis­tic
Ano­ther life unmade and put it to the ground

I will live fo­re­ver,
I refuse to fade away into the never
I don't wait for heaven,
I will leave my mark right here on earth in­stead

Don't bother with the jilted
I cast my rip­ples in eter­nity
Pre­pare to kill me more than once,
as I echo on in future minds

I will be fo­re­ver,
I refuse to fade away into the never,
I don't wait for heaven,
I will live my life right here on earth in­stead

So many under the sun,
so many under the gun
but I've only just begun,
a mil­lion miles till I'm done
A mil­lion miles till I'm done

I will live fo­re­ver,
I refuse to fade away into the never
I don't wait for heaven,
I will leave my mark right here on earth in­stead

I will be fo­re­ver,
I refuse to fade away into the never,
I don't wait for heaven,
I will live my life right here on earth in­stead

So many under the sun,
so many under the gun
but I've only just begun,
a mil­lion miles till I'm done

So many under the sun,
so many under the gun
but I've only just begun,
a mil­lion miles till I'm done
A mil­lion miles till I'm done

Edge And Pearl

I'm in­fi­nite, beyond a doubt
No piece of shit's gonna take me out
And I will not rest until this hell race is over
And the lights go out
I only do just what I be­lieve in
Don't battle my ene­mies
I have not a si­nis­ter heart, but a mind at peace

Be my prize, don't go, don't leave my eyes
Only for to­ni­ght
Give me life, hold on, don't close your eyes
Not before to­ni­ght

I live for this, and I cite my pride
Now is the time when to pick a side
Cause you'll have fo­re­ver to re­mem­ber this moment
And how you were denied
I only do what I have to, to win
To wake up our spe­cies
I have not a si­nis­ter heart, but a mind at peace

Do you fear that It's no use, that if you fight you'll only lose what little you have?
Or don't you know enough to be afraid?
So this is what you choose? Fuc­king si­lence and abuse? No R 4 U!
Just go back to sleep and die a tool!!!

Radio Future

Can you sense our so­mewhat mi­sa­ligned
At­ten­tion spans, unin­te­res­ted minds
Feels like only white noise on the air
A sub­stance wi­thout me­a­ning
Who are we?
And why should we be­lieve?

How much more of this can you con­tain?
Why is it your head feels like a drain?
But you don't have to be an end-link in this chain
Become our coun­ter-cul­ture
Broad­cast your­self into
The re­vo­lu­tion on You­Tube

I don't wanna know
Kill the radio
I will find my own transmis­sion in the storm
Hurry on below
With the an­ti­dote
I wanna see the un­der­ground
Rise up and soar

Sick of pimps and bland ge­ne­ric blon­des?
And poser wan­nabe fake rocker spawns?
Come now be your own media whore
Become our coun­ter-cul­ture
Un­le­ash your­self it's free
The ge­ne­ration and the seas

It's the way to go
Kill the radio
Time to make your own transmis­sion in the storm
Hurry on below
With the an­ti­dote
I wanna see the un­der­ground
Rise up and soar

I don't wanna know
Kill the radio
I will find my own transmis­sion in the storm
Hurry on below
With the an­ti­dote
I wanna see the un­der­ground
Rise up and…

It's the way to go
Kill the radio
Time to make your own transmis­sion in the storm
Hurry on below
With the an­ti­dote
I wanna see the un­der­ground
Rise up and soar

Skin

In the corner of your eye
I can see into your mind
A shadow be­ne­ath your smile
So­me­thing hidden deep inside
Si­lently you wait for so­me­one to see you

Claw your flesh from off your bones
Face that fire on your own
Em­brace the life you thou­ght that you could never know
Can't erase the pain inside wi­thout a storm within
They left the lies like scars un­der­ne­ath your skin
The one your hiding in, the one you're sup­po­sed to live in

And you gaze up at the sky
As the clouds are pas­sing by
And you wonder for a while
What it would be like to die
Si­lently you wish for so­me­one to save you

Claw your flesh from off your bones
Face that fire on your own
Em­brace the life you thou­ght that you could never know
Can't erase the pain inside wi­thout a storm within
They left their lies like scars un­der­ne­ath your skin
The one you're hiding in, the one you're sup­po­sed to live in

But you want to be alive
As the self-lo­athing sub­si­des
And you will not be denied
So you push their lies aside
Vi­o­lently you burn for so­me­one to feel you

Claw your flesh from off your bones
Face that fire on your own
Em­brace the life you thou­ght that you could never know
Can't erase the pain inside wi­thout a storm within
They left their lies like scars un­der­ne­ath your skin
The one your hiding in, the one you're sup­po­sed to live in

Truth Of To­morrow

Are you one of the mar­ching undead
or do you de­vi­ate like me
don't speak, there is so­me­one else in your head
no you are not alone

walls are raised while we sleep
to seal us to our end
clo­sing till we are never
alone ever again

the screen across your eyes
when co­ve­red by those who decide
the ones behind the lies
in the truth of to­morrow

they already know how to find you
and soon enough through your eyes see
and they will use it all to bind you
into a mindless drone

walls are raised while we sleep
to seal us to our end
clo­sing till we are never
alone ever again

the screen across your eyes
when co­ve­red by those who decide
the ones behind the lies
in the truth of to­morrow

now I'm wai­ting to be ceased
and turned in to a brand
the chip be­ne­ath my skin, ready to be scan­ned
am I merely a supply?
me­e­ting some demand
is this a lullaby
in so­me­o­nes mas­ter­plan?

walls are raised while we sleep
to see us till our end
clo­sing till we are never
alone ever again

the screen across your eyes
when co­ve­red by those who decide
the ones behind the lies
in the truth of to­morrow

Dark City

I can feel the fire deep inside, it's bur­ning brigh­ter
We burn a raised fist and my pride,
I sway
to the beat of our decay, the hor­se­men on their way
And in this mob a crescent line to hide behind
Here in and of the dark, our city, it's streets and walls
Here we live, we are, inside our homes and malls

I walk across the dead train yard,
re­mem­be­ring who we are
I look inside and in my heart,
we're never far apart

I can't see the moun­tain over me, the Ser­pent Hollow
The silent for­tress un­der­ne­ath,
I sway
to the beat of our decay, the light of harder days
And fires hide the black island, the toxic sand
Dan­cing city lights glowing aga­inst the sky
Snowing, shi­m­me­ring, shine dust in our eyes

I walk across the dead train yard,
re­mem­be­ring who we are
I look inside and in my heart,
we're never far apart

And in the yellow velvet air
I carve my name wi­thout fear
A wit­ness to the birth of me,
This garden of con­crete

I walk across the dead train yard,
re­mem­be­ring who we are.
I look inside and in my heart,
we're never far apart

And in the yellow velvet air
I carve my name wi­thout fear
A wit­ness to the birth of eve
This garden of con­crete

Con­veyer

These en­dless isles of com­mer­cial piles
with mil­li­ons of items for miles and miles
So­me­ti­mes I sud­denly feel like my own worst enemy
I can't help but wonder
So­mewhere in this place are we all just on dis­play

And eve­ry­where I see ma­chi­nes spewing out
Our vi­o­la­ted dreams and,
And fi­nally I cannot bre­athe
I cry out, but who will hear my scre­ams?

I steer clear of my peers
Stam­pe­ding humans are eve­ry­where
So­me­ti­mes I sud­denly feel like my own worst enemy
I can't help but wonder
So­mewhere in this place are we all just on dis­play

And eve­ry­where I see ma­chi­nes spewing out
Our vi­o­la­ted dreams and,
And fi­nally I cannot bre­athe
I cry out, but who will hear my scre­ams?
Who will hear me?

And eve­ry­where I see ma­chi­nes spewing out
Our vi­o­la­ted dreams and,
And fi­nally I cannot bre­athe
I cry out, but who will hear my scre­ams?

And eve­ry­where this fac­tory
Just goes on
Into eter­nity
I know I've fallen in too deep
I cry out, but who will hear my scre­ams?
Who will hear me?

Gimme More (SID)

Every time they turn the lights down
Just wanna go that extra mile for you
Public dis­play of af­fection
Feel's like no one else in the room (but you)

We can get down like there's no one around
We'll keep on rockin' (We'll keep on rockin')
We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')

Ca­me­ras are fla­shing while we're dirty dan­cing
They keep watchin' (They keep watchin')
Keep watchin
Feels like the crowd is saying

Gimme gimme (more)

Center of at­ten­tion (Can you feel that?)
Even when we're up aga­inst the wall
You got me in a crazy po­si­tion (Yeah)
If you're on a mis­sion (Uh-uh)
You got my per­mis­sion (Oh)

We can get down like there's no one around
We'll keep on rockin' (Keep on rockin')
We'll keep on rockin', rockin' (Oh ah ha)

Ca­me­ras are fla­shing while we're dirty dan­cing
They keep watchin' (Wait)
Keep watchin
Feels like the crowd is saying

Vi­o­la­tor

Close your eyes and just ignore
all that is wrong with your be­liefs
What better way to be devout?
Hammer down the in­no­cent minds
of those trus­ting boys and girls,
And shut the door on your way out

You think to build a master faith
on tor­ture and pain?
No room for logic or debate,
in God's domain?

Hide your young away and
teach them only what you know to be
God's honest truth in vast supply
What you teach is so im­plausi­ble,
You cannot trust the world
to not con­vince them otherwise

How pi­ti­ful this land of yours
Where free thou­ght is feared
And make you iso­late
and force your chil­dren to revere

Close your eyes and just ignore
all that is wrong with your be­liefs
What better way to be devout?
Hammer down the in­no­cent minds
of those trus­ting boys and girls,
And shut the door on your way out

No one will stand in the way of your bastard parade
But the ha­te­ful and fea­ring will come to your aid
Even the youn­gest have a place in your crusade
There is no de­fi­ance there when you invade
You think to build the master faith on tor­ture and pain?
With in­doctri­nation the true God will reign
No room for logic or debate, in your domain.

Sid Icarus

Say can you feel the thun­der
In the air
Just like the moment 'fore it hits
Then it's eve­ry­where

What is this spell we're under,
Do you care?
The might you rise above it is
now within your sphere

At most anyone you are
A god be­ne­ath the sun
But if that's the sun
You are not the only one
You can do what you like
You can fly, you can die and ask why

Do you recall the hour
you came to be
That single moment in your life
When you broke the peace

And with the awesome power
Of disbe­lief
You rise above the evil dead
And their false decree

Why don't you?
Why don't we?

Say can you feel the thun­der
In the air
Just like the moment before it hits
Then it's eve­ry­where

What is the spell we're under?
Do you care?
The might you rise above it is
now within your sphere

At most anyone you are
A god be­ne­ath the sun
But if that's the sun
You are not the only one
You can do what you like
You can fly, you can die and ask why

Why don't you?
Why don't we?

Stand

We stand by our ways
It is not just a game that we play

Now you have forced our hand
Right here we make our stand
These walls can't keep us in (no matter what has been)
This fight runs under my skin

Our gift to a world in need
A soun­d­track for the brand new breed
Never before did you see
Throu­ghout all of his­tory
Such a rebel force, an army
Of little freaks

Now you have forced our hand
Right here we make our stand
These walls can't keep us in (no matter what has been)
This fight runs under my skin

Why have we fallen?
How could we fail always?

Time's up you cor­po­rate whores
We re­in­ven­ted the art of war
Never before did you see
Such an un­der­ground vic­tory
Such a rebel force, an army
Of little freaks

Now you have forced our hand
Right here we make our stand
These walls can't keep us in (no matter what has been)
This fight runs under my skin

Why have we fallen?
How could we fail always?
All lies are be­lie­va­ble
Even the ones we are never – told

Now you have forced our hand
Right here we make our stand
These walls can't keep us in (no matter what has been)
This fight runs under my skin

Now you have forced our hand
Right here we make our stand
These walls are about to fall
Pre­pare for the total recall
Re­vo­lu­tion burns within us all

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