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Night Flyer
04:22
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Mama told me not to be so unkind
I know you loved me, but it won’t make me blind
I’ve never been a lier, I only play with fire
Because my night is your day
Don’t wanna make your mind insane
A worm and stinging pistol is what I need
To make myself more shure of what will be
Night Flyer, I’m awake and I’ll get higher
I really hate myself but I cannot be somebody else
Night Flyer, I’m a wave and I’ll get higher
I really hate myself but I cannot be somebody else
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Cyclop's Claim
07:11
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Beware of hopelessness and liars
We don’t sell our souls of fire
The flame is burning, we must keep it clean
From darkness, falseness and hypocrisy
One big eye, big one eye
One eye sees, two eyes die
In front of cosmic pain,
beggin’ more won’t make you safe
Beware of hopelessness and liars
We don’t sell our souls of fire
The flame is burning, we must keep it clean
From darkness, falseness and hypocrisy
One big eye, big one eye
One eye sees, two eyes die
In front of cosmic pain,
One eye sees the truth
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There’s a place behind you
Unknown to your own eyes
A land where giants rule you
Casting shadows, telling tales
Trapped like slave in this gorgeous dome
We cannot stop our playin’
While drunk on their illusions
People couldn’t hear us prayin’
So, left alone by everyone we left
For a place where the sun refuses to shine as it’s too cold
Drifted by our love from Isle, like the magician said,
To Giants of the Mountain we offer
To feed their bramosy.
Mother, I’m sorry if I left you,
but since the day I met you,
Your loneliness was killing me
Father, I hate to disappoint you,
But from the day I’ll leave you,
I won’t share my faith with you
Oh, I can see the sky now
Though my hands are bleeding
My love is rare and hard to find
And this way I will try it with you.
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Madness Show
07:07
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The beauty of your mind
Has passed away with time
Ten thousand miles from nowhere
You still can hear the same old music with lies
Now that you know you just want run away from the cross
You’ve got to roll it down to show your misery
Endless sound of empty speaches told
Brings you only hellish reflex of hypocritical charity
Now that you know you just want run away from the...ghost!
You’ll have to beg no more
Take care of your own soul
Nobody’ll do it for you
Welcome to madness show
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Eileen O'Flaherty
03:26
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Eileen’s speaking on the grave
About the beauty and its fake
About the beauty and its fake
Eileen’s speaking on the grave
She’s an orphan of the kingdom of the stars
She gave her love
She’s beautiful
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My Revolution
06:54
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My revolution... I’d rather be a dead
Your revolution...look at my heart, if now is black
Sometimes these revolutions bring close to the hell
Prisoner of the wolves of paranoia
The stream of consciousness takes to euphoria
Romantic lovers lie in fields of rainbow
And filled with rain become
Symbiotic souls of fire
Like flowers from a field you’ll pick my bones up to the ground
My revolution...another mile to the hill
Your revolution...a battle I just couldn’t fight
Master Mind, behind my mind, calls back the horses
Imagination flows but it can’t feed your hearth
In useless hours shadows lead to nowhere
Romantic lovers lie in fields of rainbow
And filled with rain become
Symbiotic souls of fire
Like blades that stab my back
These memories cut my soul inside
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The Unquiet Garden
09:23
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Blue is the picture he got in his head
Of a garden without dreams that’s driving he mad
Raindrops are falling right down from his eyes
As he knows that he can no more
Take the Muse as his bride.
Aaah! He sings a song of death.
Lost in the seas of nothingness
Gnawlings stealing mind its rest
I hear the voices from the past
They make me sure that nothing last.
I was the second one on a list of first choices
The only thing I know is that my life couldn’t be that waste.
Buried his dreams so up high in the sky
He can’t fit with illusions for a matter of pride
Black bells are spreading their chime all around
As the garden of doom says hello to his new child
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Doctor Cyclops Bosmenso Superiore, Italy
Doctor Cyclops is a seventies-styled power trio playing heavy rock music inspired by a vintage sound, eldest son of glorious Balck Sabbath and of other more underground heroes from the 70ies and early 80ies such as Sir Lord Baltimore, Captain Beyond or Witchfinder General. Even more modern references are warm-vintage styled ones: Witchcraft, Cathedral, Spiritual Beggars just to say some. ... more
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