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Capsules
06:59
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We're in the trench of a revolution
with a strange colour of confusion trance
and the seeping voice of the boy choir
scouting out all the wrong ways to enjoy her
A name, she wanted a name
She don't wanna feel strange
All the hollowtics and their trampoline suits
gagging out the sense of it
and all the hipster tricks
caused the hypocrites
to endure her
Laid, you wanna get laid
You wanted to stay tranquil
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2. |
Gold Future
05:29
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See the believer
he´s on the screen again
shooting his show-gun
at the ghost
They found another
kind of sapien
and they’re no friends
of your friends
And so
the curve ball broke
the cannon voice spoke
and everybody change
Locks change, not keys
on Show-gun St.
The gold future
how it suits your wrist as you hover
A gold future
We're sorry that we lied
And the cold face
Who can withstand
such a prophets profit?
You wanted a stranger
you’ve got it
New terms for your kind apply
and you’ll never survive
I guess we’re lost
I guess we lost it
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3. |
Hymn to the Past
01:12
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4. |
Wall Mark
03:53
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There’s an empty tray
on a fire escape
That could be a place to hang your keys
I’ve got a name by the way
There’s a wall
There is no wall
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5. |
This Wonderful You
06:30
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I came here to talk
but I’m not an amazer
I wanted to blaze through to
this wonderful you
I wanted to preach
but I don’t know the reason
I’m longing to tell you the truth to
this wonderful view
I wanted to fly
but I’m scared of the ravens
I wanted to feel your contrail in my eyes
And as you pray
we starve the angel
you want it but you can’t contain it
And you’re running around
for your place on the page
The world loves a runner
but you cannot win the race
I wanted to die
but I’m not an eraser
I wanted to see if there’s truth to
that wonderful view
Are you mocking me slave
´cause I’m not an equation
the tax in evasion
or what ever drew you
from this wonderful you?
This wonderful you
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6. |
Zenith
12:07
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The none-the-less gag you
with a bridge into heaven
Maybe you’re sad
maybe you’re just sad today
Give it a go
but don’t bother
your strange stranger
The red is on
and they fire into the ranks
outside the secret room
We drank from the cube
and he saw dreamers
under the trance of believers
and outside in the death light
he awaits his eyes
and we fly
between the thighs of
72 culture girls
And we'll see to it
that he’s buried right
alongside his wife
the mistress on the wall
The red is on
And we fire from the sky
We dance, then we die
Trialing the cube in the plane
And outside in the death light
he claims his eyes
And we fly
between the thighs of
72 culture boys
And we'll see to it
that we’re buried right
alongside his lies
the misfits on the wall
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7. |
Hymn To The Sorrow Squad
01:48
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8. |
Harlequins's Tale
06:56
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We’re running down the Harlequin’s tale of the Other
A heaven all secure for the sane
Coming out a death wish on a high on frightened mothers
Speed your pace we walk again
With a secret from a silent age
With a mirror for the free
On the black cat in the fire
Like a voice from the secret empire
On the secret of the silent face
For the stranger in the dead
For the menace and the free
For the solace and the pain
through the voice of the secret empire
Forcing us to renovate it
when the child is no longer sane
And so we found the sorrow squad
We drew the air and the rumor went out
on the Harlequin’s bane
The secret in your silent eyes
joined the rail and took flight
The broken wind
stayed out the cold
You’ll never grow old
You’ll never grow old
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9. |
Precognition
06:42
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10. |
Hymn To The Echo
01:22
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LISERSTILLE Denmark
Epic rock music is the vessel for a desire to tell stories through dramatic composition and instrumentation. It's a four-man group and a four man creative system. The songs differ greatly from the first to the latest album, whilst a red thread is clearly present - being the progressive shape of the compositions and the character and playing style on the instruments. ... more
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