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Crescendo Samsara
02:12
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Instrumental
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Pagina 751
06:48
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The Old Ones were, The Old Ones are
and the Old Ones shall be
Not in the spaces we know, but between them
They walk serene and primal, to us unseen
YOG SOTHOTH KNOWS THE GATE
YOG SOTHOTH IS THE GATE
YOG SOTHOTH IS THE KEY
AND GUARDIAN OF THE GATE
He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old
And where They shall break through again
He knows where They had trod Earth's fields
And where they still tread them
AFTER SUMMER IS WINTER
AFTER WINTER IS SUMMER
THEY WAIT PATIENT AND POTENT
FOR HERE SHALL THEY REIGN AGAIN
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Warsaw
00:54
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Instrumental
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Mass Grave
05:54
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No things in my mind
There ain't no more thoughts
Just run, just keep on runnin'
Leaving the town that rots
We won't pass the night
that's all I know for sure
Because that's what we decided
We'll not to be held no more
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
people fightin arms in hands
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
once a town, now a mass grave
My legs can barely stand
The weight of a bunch of bones
But I keep on runnin' through them
through buildings like gravestones
We won't pass the night
that's all I know for sure
Because that's what we decided
We'll not to be held no more
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
people fightin arms in hands
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
once a town, now a mass grave
Can't continue to live and be silent
In the ghetto they fall arms in hands
Let me die with my brothers
I belong with them, to their mass grave
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
people fightin' arms in hands
Warsaw ghetto is in flames
once a town, now's mass grave
was my home, now's a mass grave
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5. |
Kites
06:48
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I don't understand
Why we can't play again
I don't understand
Why Our kites won't spread
their wings on Gaza strip
I can't get these
Adults games they play
I don't know
Why Our kites won't spread
their wings on Gaza strip
And I don't see
so many difference
Between you and me
We are just the same
that's what I see
Tell your parents
you're like me
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6. |
Flowreal
07:16
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I'm the spirit asleep in the shade
with a heart as dark as the forest itself
Loath to all the legged ones
Will make manure out of their sons
Fightin their mind of metal and wheels
Hatching my hate, suppressing my will
Roots are black, feeding with tears
I'll feed your pain, sweet all your thrills
Legends are so long asleep in the dark
peeping at you with blinded eyes
All you have done will come back again
All you slayed craves now his revenge
Legends are so long asleep in the dark
unnameable thoughts in their hearts
No more safe earth for you onto stand
WHAT IS REAL
GOES WITH THE FLOW
I DON'T BELONG HERE
NEED TO GO ALONG
WHAT IS REAL
GOES WITH THE FLOW
I DON'T BELONG HERE
SAILING FOR OUTER WORLDS
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Dear Homeland
05:54
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1943, 30 of August
I hold your last letter in my worn hands
Back in our trenches, we think of home
War is now falling on my dear homeland.
FOR WHAT this War?
FOR WHAT this Lying?
FOR WHAT this all
would be worth dying?
There must be revenge
Thousand-fold revenge
In our hearts there's the Nation
We'll fight and we'll bleed for you
Will you fail me
In this hour of trial?
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8. |
Semaia
02:10
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Instrumental
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Sancta Sanctorum
06:08
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The sacred room will echo
with just four sounds
which are the name of God
I'll be the only one
allowed to get in here
hanged man is all alone
Before our god
Onto the hall
The hanged man
He won't fall
In front of God
Eyes in the dark
The hanged man
tearing apart
His mind is weak
onto the hall
The hanged man
will hear and see
Words for a god
Eyes in the dark
the hanged man
tearing apart
His mind is weak
Can't bear all this
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10. |
Freedom Heart
03:18
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Instrumental
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