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Sunrays
02:27
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I am one of those who can grab the edge of a knife without a feeling of pain,
because one thing I have learned in my life is that nothing hurts more than heartache.
So you can peel my skin from my body, cut my flesh and free my blood, I will not scream,
because one thing I have learned in my life is that the scars of a broken heart will never disapear.
but I won´t wreck my life,
not for anyone, not for anything.
All I have learned in my life is that the sun will shine....
day by day,
no matter if hail or rain.
Sometimes we couldn´t see it.
Sometimes we couldn´t believe it.
But the sun will shine for me, for us.
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Two Worlds
02:13
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I am chained here,
all around the same faces,
we are breathing with fear,
chained in small cages,
and all that we see
is nothing but darkness,
we are trying to scream
but our words are voiceless.
All this hopeless eyes.
We were dead since we came to life.
This is our life, our world where we are living.
A heartless world without feeling or dreaming.
Because there is nothing beautiful that we know to dream about,
the whole life a nightmare where our murderers sneaking around.
Come here.
Take a seat!
Take a look into my world, my cage and see.
Look into my so called home and start to freeze.
But you only see what you want to see.
And so I have to whine for mercy.
Please show me your world´s beauty.
I have never seen anything.
I have never felt free.
Please hold me, safe me, free me.
Please hold us, safe us, free us.
Please grant us our life.
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No One
01:45
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No gods!
No lords!
No kings!
No queens!
Just a big house with a cross on the top,
build on gold, money an blood.
Get on your knees to pray for better days.
Get on your knees to inject the holy ghost
into your veins.
In the end you will see nothing has changed.
In the end you will see there are only bloody wounds on your knees.
And no one cares.
And no one is there.
There is no one in the sky.
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Broken Bottles
03:34
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I saw this place that you called your home once.
I saw your terrified mother, your angry dad, pissed off and drunk.
And I saw your hope at the bottom of his bottle.
Of this there is nothing left, just a puddle.
A puddle in which you lie now,
cooperation by abdomen and mouth.
I saw this place that you called your home once.
The last sip of whom your father always drank made him sleep without dreams.
The last sip he always gave you let you get a life without dreams.
After your fathers funeral, there was a little bit of hope for your mother.
But she has no chance, because the monster created a beast.
For her there is no escape, no hope, no shelter, no peace.
The apple doesn´t fall far from the stem.
Her son, her life, her love faded....
by broken bottles and glasses.
Her son, her life, her love, everything is dead.
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