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This Sick Empire
03:24
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Wear your wigs, on your knees,
My sad clowns
Time to fake joy
And get a bit paranoid
Yes, I saw a world that
Doesn't give up
And the ideas of a man
With his brain up his ass
This sick empire doesn't have a mother
It's a shame
All the blame
Goes to the way you're wired
As he sits on his throne
And on his boner
He chooses quality
Brands of the surviving owners
The perception of what
Is on the other side
Would be so fucking pretty,
Too bad noone here needs it
'Cause to really dissolve
Reality threads
They say: “Impose yourself,
Until there's nothing left”
And i bet, there's a mad
Collective catch
Everybody wants to wear the wig-crown in the end!
Hail to the sick empire!
Hail to the sick empire! Yeah!
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2. |
Death From Above
02:59
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Let me add a little something
To the general confusion
Have you ever noticed
Humans have no purpose?
Since they are very clever
They had a great idea:
Let's kill each other
And live in fear
The best ideas
Come from above
It must be God
Calling
There's something sexy in shedding blood
We just kill what we can't fuck
The best ideas
Come from above
It must be God
Calling
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3. |
Skulls
04:38
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Today I woke up and
It felt ok
Almost bearable
Seeing all that grey
But then in less than a second
I was slipping away
Becoming prey,
I said
If
You
Could
See...
We're crafting thrones
With your bones
As you despair
We grow
If you could see
Listen to me
You need to build
Your reality
The more you try to hurt us
The more you kill yourself
Because the only thing you
Believe in is hell
Right there in your skulls,
The instinct
That mark that calls for
Destruction...
It's your destruction, man...
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4. |
A Perfect Panic Room
03:58
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Another preacher in a golden car
Trying to sell poverty
Another drunk teacher in a bar
To set you free with corruption
And all those whores on fours
Begging for chastity
And all those fleeing coward heroes
Asking for holy war
And while these fuckers want to put you down
You waste your time trying to design
A perfect panic room
To drown
Within your gloom
A perfect panic room
To drown
And fucking disappear
Another girl praising maternity
Using her kids like human shields
Another filthy desperate talking heir
He says that life is unfair
And yet another saviour, suit and tie
Everything must change to keep it all the same
And I'm so tired, I know all the lines
I'm sick of watching you in your hiding place
It's time to dream of something better
It's time to teach these guys a lesson
Cut the shit. Work real hard, it's time to build a good place
Fuck all your panic rooms
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5. |
The Creator Of Darkness
02:50
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The saviour and the deceiver
They share the same name
So it doesn't really matter who you call
But after all this time
I thought you finally learned
That if you live in shit it's up to you
In your head there's only death
This is why this world is bad
You forgot that there is hope
And that you have a fucking soul!
They tell you there are angels
And those you have to follow
But don't you smell the lies from a mile away?
Stay away from devils!
Because they're different
The problem's in the end they are all the same
You create this darkness
Take responsibility, would ya?
Sometimes love is extortion
And pain is masturbation
Well, don't you think it's time to fucking grow?
Stop craving for misfortune
And don't be afraid to fail
Laugh at the face of death and you'll prevail! Yeah!
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6. |
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She appears dressed in white
Long dark hair and no eyes
Face covered in blood-stained bandages
And that smile, oh, that smile
She follows me everywhere I go
She turns my lies into crystal truth
I love her and that's why she loves me
I know she's here, I know she's real
(I know she's here, I know she's real)
When she feels sad, nobody cares
That's when I hold her tight and kiss her
She is the queen of the gods club
And stupid men are so afraid of her
The only goddess I pray to
The only queen I knee for
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7. |
Caucus Race
03:43
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They don't want you to give
They don't want you to share
They worship altars of obsession
And competition
And they want you to run! Yes, they want you to run!
Run like an idiot, go round and round!
You're a dog, you're a horse, you're a cow, cow cow!
And you feel so cold but the tide is rising
No time to think, no time for hiding
The race is on!
It's run or fall!
Do you dig it?
Will you stop it all?
Oh my me! You had a thought!
Please suppress it and conform
They say that if you loose you won't be loved
Anymore...
And they want you to run! Yes they, want you to run!
Run, you idiot! Go round and round!
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8. |
Champions Of London
04:27
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Like a champion
Champions of London
In the city, the city of London
Watch the rhythm like a champion, done
Watch the rhythm like a champion
Bassline drama
Cuts through your armor
London to Brixton
The friction
Champions of London
In the city, the city of London
Watch the rhythm like a champion, done
Watch the rhythm like a champion
Like a champion
Watch the rhythm like a champion
Civil unrest
Grab the bulletproof vest
Civil unrest
Grab the bulletproof vest
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9. |
Unwilling To Help
04:47
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You're too busy surviving
You're too busy pretending
Trying so hard to make it clear
You're the only thing that is real
Like broken fragments of thin glass
Fragile but ready to cut
In you I see God's thirst for blood
You're so unwilling to help
I wonder whether you're aware
That there's a world out of your head
Seeking attention all the time
While paying no attention
Demanding love all the time
But never giving love back
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10. |
Clockwork World
03:33
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Desperate to be different from the rest
But perfection comes on time
Too soon you're dead, too late you cry
So, second after second I got in line
So punctual
So accurate
There's a clockwork world
Around me
Tic-sad, toc-glad
Tic-loved, toc-mad
Tic-alone, toc-start over until
Tic-alive, toc-dead
Man thinks he beats God
God thinks he beats men
Until Nature comes and she fucks them both
And she eats their heads
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11. |
Funeral Of The Dragon
03:53
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Thick thick terror rising
The smaller the foe, the bigger the fear
Bang bang shoot the lion
But these fucking germs I can't see
Same goes for higher power
It's the invisible that scares me
A constant war in my head
Against the bloody undead
Funeral of the Dragon
It's the funeral of the Dragon
Funeral of the Dragon
The mighty foe is dead
And noone really cares
No purpose in the good fight
You're too afraid to loose
When they want you to love them
More knives grow on your back
You're turning into a plant
The kind that eats the flies
Making enemies up
Just to keep on killing
And under the earth
The infection takes hold
Poisoning, consuming
And noone really cares
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12. |
Purgatory
05:32
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As far as I know
I might be already dead
And maybe this world of yours
It's not what you think it is
A maze of vivid illusions
Vibing with contradictions
Where we hate what we cannot love
And forget what makes us whole
Purgatory
Too many people equals no persons
Die working to be immortal
Focus on what you lack
When you have everything
Forgive who tries to hurt you
Be scared to feel alive
Purgatory
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13. |
Stargazer (Bonus track)
03:28
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Been thinking how to escape?
This strait-jacket of constraint
Been thinking what can be wrong?
With feelings that long to belong
Stargazing me
In an upside down sea
So weary this strait-jacket dreamer
So resigned to continue to suffer
But you've learnt that as you grow weaker
There's less hurt because there's much less to hurt
Stargazing me
In a tumbling sea
Up in the galaxy
Staring down on me
Stargazer reach out to touch
With your mind that frees you so much
Stargazer kissing your kismet
With bright jewel encrusted scars
Stargazing me
In tranquillity
Up in the galaxy
Staring down on me
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Traum Jesters is an electro-industrial & dark-wave three-piece band from Rome and London.
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