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Earthian Monsters
03:35
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Come with me and dance the dance of life
We‘re the lovers of the abbots and the tides
Lovers of the trees and lovers of rocks
Lovers of the rivers, lovers like hawks
Come with me and dream the dream of life
War blows its horn with wrath divine
Paint your face and summon your powers
Wait for the dreamers offering flowers
Governed by forces we don’t entirely understand
Singing songs of fire from the elephant land
Driven by feelings we don’t entirely understand
Singing songs of fire from the elephant land
Drink with me the potion of oblivion’s high
Let’s have a libation at the altar of the sky
Children of the sun from up above
Monsters in the blood but worthy of love
Governed by forces we don’t entirely understand
Singing songs of fire from the elephant land
Driven by feelings we don’t entirely understand
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2. |
Sea Change
03:58
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See my hope is dancing, on a cliff tonight,
Life is taking wrong turns, no one by our side
Now the wheel is turning for the lonely hearts
On this sea change
Oh our dragon’s cheating, every common rule
Some are still seen on stage, others at the roof,
Hustlers, heroes, rebels, all inside of us,
On this sea change, …is there a change?
House on fire on the other side
Trees on fire on the other side
And our eyes are yearning
And my skin is your skin
And our house is burning
And we watch it through our square screens
And our brothers crying
And we freeze their face on square screens
And our mother cries for help
And her skin is our skin
And she’s disappearing through the squares
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Luna
01:05
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The moon has slept with me tonight
The planet blue and mesmerizing
To love with great pride
The feather passes through the smoke
The rattle and drum
The wolves around me
In Luna’s silent light
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4. |
The Soul And Its Task
03:58
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I’m a stranger in my mind
Watching hearing all my thoughts unfold…what a twist
I’m sure that I’ve been here before
I’ve paved this coil with stones of rust and gold…so I exist
But I need someone, a stranger like me, to pick up the pieces
I won’t survive without a listener
Soul and its task,
Breath and its gasp,
In the end all we have is them blues
And the dog we trust
The dog that’s illustrating the crossroads where we meet,
The loop halls, and the dawns where we dive,
Knows that we’ve been here before,
We’re the thoughts of someone else’s thoughts…it’s a bee hive
But all this is nothing, without a listener
So find me stranger, I’m so lonely, here without you
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5. |
The Task
00:23
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6. |
Sa Ta Na Ma
00:48
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Mars
06:39
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Weapon points at me, is registered to Mars,
7 peaceful deities are assigned to my heart
I‘ll welcome my visions like old friends arrived
Weapon points at me, is registered to me,
I will enter the blissful void, I‘ll recognize
(the) second Bardo Hell and I‘ll rise
Weapon points at me, is registered to mother
Super spirits take me up there! Radiance,
Sweet scent of incense in the air
Weapon points at me, is registered to father,
Shiny shiny trigger of mine, mirror will show,
Some hidden personage I choose for guide
Weapon points at me, is registered to regrets
Jealousy and possessive desire,
I’m in a trance, I’ll trust the Lotus god of dance.
Merge with it, accept it, lose yourself in it
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8. |
Horseriding
04:21
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Under black orange trees, they fell asleep,
Our precious girls, wearing a black wedding dress
Black wedding dress, precious girls, black orange trees
They fell asleep with me
They were covered with blue moons on their fair skin
And four blowing winds slip through their fingers of gold
Fingers of gold, four blowing winds, scent of blue moons
Covered their fair skin
Oh our refined girls, they’re lighting the candles up, Saying:
“What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the non believers may believe”
Under soul covered mud and dreams in the deep
Our lovely girls spread in the cities of men
Lovely girls, dreams in the deep, cities of men
They got a hold on me
And they come into your room, finding you there
Broken in tears, wanting what you had before
Forever lost, “get me back to where I was
and I won’t ask for more”
Oh our elusive girls, they’re holding their heads up high, saying:
Oh our refined girls, they’re lighting the candles up
Saying: “What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the nonbelievers may believe
“What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the non believers may believe”
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9. |
Reverse
05:24
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Oh you fairest witch of all, will you catch them if they fall,
All the wicked all the sinners, all the frightened souls
Who lost their way?
Oh how we fall
Are there herbs and are there wines, are there spirits of some kind
Are there potions, remedies, that can drown
the ancient enemies?
Oh how we fall... Is there hope to reverse it all
Oh, you undeniable beauty, with your green fluorescent eyes
Burn the relics and the ruins that the beast has left behind
See my heart is a big fortress, wrecked by an angry crowd
Now they’re drinking and they’re fighting
Under black and hungry crows
How we fall… Is there hope to reverse it all
Way down we fall
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10. |
Light Warrior
01:18
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11. |
Satan
03:58
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I was born in a yard, with no flowers at all
No money for cocaine, we were feeling so small
So we got drunk
I was raised in a house, with no colors at all
My father was a junky, and my mother in his shadow was lost
So we got drugged
When you came my lord
Satan
You came, and you showed me the way, no human for human,
pain and disgrace.
Now I shout it out…
“Help me”
I was killed by my friends, with no mercy at all
My brother was a psycho, and my bloody sister was a whore
So we got high
I was buried alone with a marble cross on my bed
The preacher was a liar, said: “repent your sins or burn in hell
So we were damned
Come on take my hand
Satan
You came, and you showed me the way, an eye for an eye
In a dark alleyway
Before I lose my grip
Nothing is real, I tell you no lies,
I roam in red, my mind is bent
Someone said to me: “Look at the sky”
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12. |
The Calling
01:18
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13. |
Bora
04:49
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The tiger’s provocative fling, and the leader horseman’s floating flag of attack,
a sail unfurled in full collision with the wind, a wind that’s now blowing through
a lion’s main,
all these she experienced
When she placed a cape around her shoulders, a starless night unfurled mysteriously.
A hidden power made her feel adventurous, dressed in a costume, most appropriate
for battles and flights.
The luminous abysses endlessness, gave place to her mirror’s gentleness.
“Prepare” “Prepared” said the mirror, “Prepared” said the cape “Prapared” said the shoes.
She stood contemplating herself, as the rain was pouring.
Trying to hold on to this peaceful encounter with life,
concentrated to the rain song outside the window,
asking herself over and over again: “where are you going with so much purpose ? Loneliness
is just a mind game…” and the rain was pouring
The glass that suddenly fell off the table, it was like a realization of a feeling,
she had known for many years. That of an eye, watching and following her,
throughout her life.
She walked along down the street, towards the river
She walked slightly out of the rhythm, like someone not breathing deeply.
Long steps and inclined toward, as if racing. It was a street completely lined with trucks.
They lined up so close together, that she could no longer see the street,
or the houses across the way.
On her left, they made a wall of throbbing motors, and giant wheels, starting to turn.
On her right, more doors were opening, more trucks advanced slowly, as if to engulf her.
They loomed threateningly inhuman, so high, she could not see the drivers.
She felt a shrinking of her whole body, and as she shrunk from the noise,
the trucks seemed to enlarge becoming monstrous, the rolling of their wheels uncontrollable.
She felt as a child, in an enormous world of menacing giants.
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