Nine Circles
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The Rose Is there depth in your eyes I suspectOr the surface I neglect I should be really satisfied Hard to believe your glooming face died Things people and reactions Ignorance must be careful Don't trust the murder of your trust Is there trust in what we murder White leather pants And a friendly face Call me in Please come closer Please come closer Beauty is a composition It's in the heart Don't play out of tune Or it will kill the rose, like a dart Out of the sun in the shade She'll surely die Though I try to lie Stronger forces made it die
Your Thinking Is Troubled The way you've been raisedHow have you been living The years you have behind you Society and the big shouts Peculiar you stay silent Influenced your thinking You could take it the difficult way But you choose your own easy way Being unselfish You fit in the patern I should have started different The same but different You'd never give the opportunity To take the whole hand Are you offering both hands now I have been a fool You don't realze it All you have to do is take it Your thinking is still troubled By what's there far behind you
Twinkling Stars Twinkling stars far above me prove meThere must be more than this Strenght what is coming down I feel and I just receive Do you get the message from far away The spirit I can feel close to the other world But not far enough to reach Twinkling stars far above me prove me There must be more than this There must be more than this There must be more than this In my dreams I reach to the other world Clear erotic with a band of heroes No one to say you are a zero The spirit I can feel close to the other world But not far enough to reach Twinkling stars far above me prove me There must be more than this There must be more than this There must be more than this Somewhere...
Miss Love Living in the middle of furnitureFelt like a part of it Suddenly I realized I was living a hackneyed life The furniture started to move I was taken away by the moving hands I had been spared Of a living like furniture I started to move and I went into town I fucked every nice looking man Business in the night And sleepin' by day I missed the feeling that's called love I was running away for the hands The hands who where bringing me poison Of living and death And again I had been spared I was taken away by unknowing hands And it felt so great and it was so warm I was saved by what they call love
Foolin' Chatting people, gossip peopleCharming people, masochistic people They have no value mutated chips Many flys Nelson on Trafalgar Square Napoleon is the barest dare Nobody say I have a new friend Why should I stay yeah... How is it meant yeah... Chatting people, gossip people Charming people, masochistic people Walking a lot, talking a lot Sniffing coke, you're in fashion Are you able to bent Even light as you can bent You are nothing, you are nothing You are nothing to me at all Chatting people, gossip people Charming people, masochistic people The sun is shining a frown You dirty snob, not to make your skin brown You belong to the fake mob No reason to smile, not even for a while I've got one thing to say, you go your own way You belong to the chatting people You belong to the gossip people You belong to the charming people And you belong to the masochistic people You are nothing, you are nothing You are nothing but a fake You are nothing, you are nothing You are nothing but a fake
What's There Left Do you remember the nights we used to make funDo you remember times were good at us Where has all of that gone, what is there left for us They call it future, they say it's useful for us Do you remember children were born natural Do you remember when we were in love Where has all of that gone, what is there left for us They call it computers useless anyway They say it's future they say it's useful for us Do you remember we were all flesh and blood Do you remember when we used to be human Where has all of that gone, what is there left for us They call it robots, meant to be your friend They say it's future, they say is useful for us We should be grateful...
Your Heat Burns My Mask Your heat burns my maskYou're sweet, what more can I ask In the streets they look so hard Searching for something, TV and shows Who knows, where ever it goes Warm body here in my bed Touch me once in a while And I'll kiss you with a smile Images are rising to Searching for something Applicated actions It's a thing to do Once in a while I ask myself Will it be different one day Will it be better to stay
Shortwave Transmitters Cold and tactless I face the taboosShortwave transmitters is what I use I can't have a fight without feeling pain I'll drink a bottle to the bottom I'll promise you, I'll promise you One day it all happens to you Cold and tactless I face the taboos Shortwave transmitters is what I use I can't have a fight without feeling pain I'll drink a bottle to the bottom I'll promise you, I'll promise you One day it all happens to you
Predators This world is full of peopleWho act like a predator They all want a part of me And take away my dignity This world is full of people Who tell you what to do They want to break my lust And I don't know what to do Predators Predators This world is full of people Who take it all away The things you used to like Were made into a hell This world is full of people And I don't want to go on Forget what is importent I'm just a clown to them Predators Predators This world is full of people Who act like a predator They all want a part of me And take away my dignity Predators Predators Predators Predators |