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Live to tell (2007)

by AID

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Grotesque landscapes in sight Traffic of minds and city lights Dead poetry, floating over black sea Fornication and caresses Tongues licking and a barman sinking In the ruins of an old magic cocktail bar Marching through exstinguished cigarretes and portraits of models that fail in the art of selling themselves High heels, carmine lipsticks, a plastic smell overhead. We are Rome We are decadence,we are grace. We are the third world,we are elite Those stairs are too large for my diminished legs Vice in the air tempts me but serve me, again Your name is forbbiden, dont consume this last minute Make it eternal,just as it once was,again A Room with a central column, a pedestal Where flesh becomes merch and machines dance Am I sad? I am sad. The trail of loath,love for letting someone be something Play a role, a bible on the shelf to remid ourselves We'll always be slaves. Hail the Queen! Neon skies announce the time to die, lying under the sweat of a mass of shit Long has passed since the path bifurcated, but not enough to forget to admit That at some point something was made wrong
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Hipnotic waves massage my cortex unconciously enjoying the smell of the Blood A Reflex shining, blinding me, its all I once I refused to see Land of the free is fed with blood. Pain is like porn, wealth to be god Increasing the power through prostitution senseless taxes and clean corruption Artificial seduction leveling in the air Abandon your remaining ideals nothing is fair Its all established further than horizon Avoid risks of the unknown, never leave the expected behaviour All those gray buildings, mechanical submission you'll never dare... The magnificence of prosperity and bloodbaths
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This is the tale that never ends, so from the start you know there'll be no happy end The story of a vagabond that once had faith in them, the dominant race. To redirect a world designed for disaster To redirect a world to apocalypsis Perseverant he walked the city in search for one last sacred task The task that refers to survival but also slaughter and violence, kill to be killed, one step to abyss He made it twice, he choose not to fight He made it twice, the ones that made him He made it twice, what he most hated He made it twice, fatuous rioter Wine was a, wine was a, wine was a sedative Wine was a, wine was a, wine was a sedative again Wine killed regrets, a sedative again, so lies made not remorse arise again and endlessly he challenged himself to exit the cliffs He stoped looking for references and found out the way to redemtion Marked exes in his front and covered them with pride and thirst for blood To redirect a world designed for disaster To redirect a world to apocalypsis Somehow shadows made him rise again Somehow obliged him to respond From his acts He stoped looking for references and found out the way to redemtion Marked exes in his front and covered them with pride and thirst for blood
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Your hand holds my hand and your look relieves my pain, oh brother Where's the might?Our faith fades away as our lives As our feet rooted to the ground chain our moves We see from here that they come and leave and they come and leave.... I know you're strangled now cause of the blood from your lungs But mother's no longer here to pay our medicine Probably one day we'll be working for them, Killing our brothers will just be a daily routine Our fate is controlled by machines Machines that create lab-made death Deseases that allow them to reduce us to dust, erase the threat Of a new world having its say... We are the consequence of your greed
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Penitent 02:49
And now fight, fight, fight, fight our lies. And now die, die, die, die, and smile Penitent. Excuse me madame could you please tell me if this road leads to hell Or is it just the heat of the sun wich makes my wheels melt I dont know! Stupid naïve Dont you know?Dont you remember? You've rode this suicidal horse a milion times before But its not me who determines your fate nor the distance, you're too late Admit, my dear, you've gone too far And stones you left have been removed... Somehow, the seed has grown And voices speak to you about submission, plebeyan! And now, the pill on your tongue tastes sweet and sour "At least it is worth it", you think. Will yhey finally respect a man of courage who's left a life of disgrace And proud of facing dangers,and common enemies risks his life to a nation safe I dont know! Stupid naïve Dont you know?Dont you remember? You've ride this suicidal horse a milion times before But its not me who determine your fate nor the distance, you're too late Admit, my dear, you've gone too far And stones you left have been removed...
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Interlude 01:46
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One milion errors another time One milion sentences to digest alone at dark Without support, without someone to rely on How strong is someone supposed to be at just 8 years old? Don't want to speak Dont force me to laugh I tried to forgive your fists, denial is what I got All doors are closed I had my dose: Terror Starts At Home. To justify the crime Of never comprehending Of never taking care of me Of raping my ilusions I'm running, im running, im running again Another fucking life Wasted by trying to never attain Intentions are not good enough I paid your breakdowns, i paid your contempt And time was passing by I guess you'll get what you deserve Remorse arising, well observed Lessons i never had To dry my eyes From now i'll be the one that decides Thanks for nothing
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Isolated from the world light is filtering through the shutters Drawing worms over my immobile body And i know that it will last this is just the beginning My brain floats on alcohol As leaves from trees you feel lost so annoyed Wounds of defeat amplify your pain fuel your hate Idolized prophets Fallen icons, lost crowns, an end. There's no sinking ship to save There's no confused crowd to slave THis is the twilight of your beliefs And ravens surrounding you tell you the same No matter how hard you try to organize Blah Blah Your prophet still remains in the deepest oblivion Like a lizard you hide from the sun from eagles from stars from the truth Deprived of your power you're so sterile make me cry make me laugh Now you know how to evade this emptiness inside Cocaine for the pain /brain And cricket on sundays.
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It feels like it was ages ago.It was not. I can still remember all those metal animals. Those called bringers of progress Which were created to settle down the bases of todays comfort which were the cause of pride and vanity. Then came the day, wood turned into reflecting surfaces, windshield wippers, And oil stations with golden anunciatior panels But where's the need?where's the fucking necessity? It looks like we still don't have the right to the word. The ancient times in wich we were owners of ourselves Sound like fables, no one will give a damn in less than a year. The gears of a mechanism that is waiting to feed Its innermost part with the reminder Tunnels were dug for us. Torches illuminate the shadows under the surface And it's just there, far away from plastic influence, Where we still feel we're a part from earth Exiled from our concience
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Is this what I heard about so many times before. Under the eye, my fears becoming evidence No way to stop the sweat, the trembling of my voice This plaque lies here, your name stamped on it Forgive my life lender Is this what I heard about so many times before All this pressure, all this deceit disguised As a social based corp, people like you with the will to help. Make your dreams come true, you projects... Realize that I dont feel like i'm being helped I dont really see the amability on your punishing questions Is all this humiliating interrogation justified? This chair wont let me go 'till my pockets completely drained.
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Wasted Air 03:14

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released September 9, 2007

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