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When you feel you're alone
Cut off from this cruel world
Your instincts telling you to run
Listen to your heart
Those angel faces
They'll see you to you
They'll be your guide
Back home where life leaves us blind
Love keeps us kind
It keeps us kind
When you suffered it all
And your spirit is breaking
You're growing desperate from the fight
Remember your love
And you always will be
This melody will bring you right back home
When life leaves us blind
Love keeps us kind
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I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight
because my conscience leaves me no other choice.
A true revolution of values will lay hands on the world order and say of war:
«This way of settling differences is not just».
This business of burning human beings with napalm,
filling our nation's homes with orphans and widows,
of injecting poisonous drugs of hate
into the veins of people normally humane,
sending men home from dark and bloody battlefields physically handicapped and
psychologically deranged, cannot be reconciled with wisdom, justice and love.
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Viel zu lang hast du gesucht
Doch keinen Weg gefunden
Du hast alles schon versucht
Dich bis zum Schluss gewunden
Bis du begreifst…
Es ist vorbei
Alles bricht entzwei
Jede Hoffnung, jede Tr?umerei
Es ist vorbei
Dir wird nur noch mit Spott gedankt
Und jedes Wort verbogen…
Wenn L?gen alles sind was bleibt
Wird dies kein Tag wie and're sein
Denn du begreifst…
Es ist vorbei
Alles bricht entzwei
Jede Hoffnung, jede Tr?umerei
Es ist vorbei
Im Stillen hoffst du noch drauf
S'ist nur ein Traum
Dann wachst du auf
Und endlich siehst du ein…
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There's a time, when the operation of the machine becomes so odious.
Makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part, you can't even passively take part.
And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers,
upon all the apparatus. And you've got to make it stop!
To save face / how low can you go
Talk a lot of game but yet you don't know
Static on the way / make us all say whoa
The people up top push the people down low
Get down
And obey every word
Steady getting mine if you haven't yet heard
Wanna take what I got / don't be absurd
Don't fight the power / nobody gets hurt
If you haven't heard yet then I'm letting you know
There ain't shit we don't run when the guns unload
And no one make a move unless my people say so
Got everything outta control
Now everybody go
Steel unload / final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now / clear and true
Wretches and kings we come for you
So keep pace / how slow can you go
Talk a lot of shit and yet you don't know
Fire on the way / make you all say whoa
The people up top and the people down low
Get down
And I'm running it like that
The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at
Somewhere in between the kick and the hi hat
The pen and the contract
The pitch and the contact
So get with the combat / I'm letting 'em know
There ain't shit you can say to make me back down no
So / push the button let the whole thing blow
Spinning everything outta control
Now everybody go
Steel unload / final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now / clear and true
Wretches and kings we come for you
Steel unload / fire blow
Filthy animals / beat them low
Skin and bone / black and blue
No more this sun shall beat onto you
From the front to the back and the side to side
If you fear what I feel put 'em up real high
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