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The Night Sea
03:22
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December
04:26
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We were the spark lit by inspiration
Now extinguished before it touches the sky
We were the flame that kept us warm
Now died out at first winter’s blow
We're the tear that’s poured on every December night
As dreams are reduced to glass shards from every defeat
We could be the hotbed of revolt
But we ended up covered in nightmares:
Day after day, year after year
Everything evolves, nothing changes
Wounded by dreams, trapped in surviving
This December I'll no longer be that
Everyday we wear a body we don’t belong to
Maybe we’ll realize it when December comes
Mr K. was right
Every December tear, those December nights again
I want to be the cold winter sea
That storms the sky and dyes itself blue
I want to be the cold winter sea
That embraces the world and sets it free
On those December nights, the light of a thousand sparks
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Two Face
03:24
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A two-faced business
They control the borders while selling arms
To the lords of war
Forcing people to flee their homes
The profit doubles
Hundreds of millions of dollars
Equals millions of deaths
The same factory that makes the bombs
It's the same one that builds the walls
They're invading us, they say
Our homes are not safe, they say
But who's the real enemy here?
Thales, Safran, Indra
It's their name
"We create the problem, we sell the solution!"
The same old story goes on
I don't buy your bullshit anymore!
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Stone of Justice
04:28
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A wall breaks the world in two
One left in darkness
Burdened by the hand of oppression
Among darkened ruins
A mass of dust rises up
From torn down houses
Under deafening bombs
The dry land shakes
From the marching of an imperialist army
In the name of State and religion,
They fire bullets
Supported by Western powers
For every person oppressed,
There will be active resistance
A Phoenix rises
From the ashes of dead bodies
Will lead war against oppressors
Destroying their evil nationalism
Under a rain of stones
…because the only unjust stones
Are those that make borders
Not those thrown by the oppressed
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Survive in a nightmare
In the mist, overcome by grief
Alone among the crowd, distant from ourselves
Empty, cold, apathetic in our mechanical moves
Where egoism kills liberty desire
Maybe I’m just a link in the chain
I can’t free myself from this mentality
But I wanna see the light without you
You bring me down to the fucking abyss
You blind me, emptier than I was
Your negative words deafen me
You drown me in a sea of nothing
A nothing I don’t belong to
This is the end
Like every end, it’s a new beginning
Hollow no more
If today I’m hollow,
I won’t be tomorrow
I won’t be hollow
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Panopticon
03:24
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We are trapped in asphalt and concrete
In plastic paths and existence
An artificial life, a monotonous life
Victims of the inner workings
Of the great capitalist prison
Every choice and thought polluted
Mass-production of slave-clones
Prisoners of our own body and mind
Unable to escape from ourselves
Zeros under the eye of social control, zeros under the sky of this world
Zeros under the eye of social control, pawns in the game of Foucault
Fire alone can win this circular chess
(Panopticon)
The fire of reason, the fire of conscience
The fire of critical thinking
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Lost in Thoughts
03:10
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We put our trust in the flower, bloomed from rubble
But now it’s wilted, and we float adrift
With the beating of time
Give up every change and every rebirth
And like Gregor Samsa -
He’s the one who understood -
The only purification is letting ourselves die slowly
As a catharsis, deafening silence weighing on us
It’s no defeat, no surrender
Silence speaks louder than words
Silence is louder than words
When existence is surrounded by mechanical sounds
And the noise leaves us in an ocean of solitude
Get ourselves consumed by the wind
Turning our body into dust
Maybe we will rise from the ashes
But if we are not reborn like the Phoenix
We’ll unburden ourselves of the weight of life
The concept of catharsis according to Gregor S.
It’s the only way to be reborn under new essence
Light and quiet
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When Ashes Are Rising Sassari, Italy
"You are lost if you forget that the fruits of the earth belong to all and the earth to no one!” - Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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