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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain — Frank Herbert: Dune
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ […] We are all meant to shine, as children do. […] And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. — Marianne Williamson: A return to Love
We choose to go to the Moon. We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too. — John Fitzgerald Kennedy
To think that the affairs of this life always remain in the same state is a vain presumption; indeed they all seem to be perpetually changing and moving in a circular course. Spring is followed by summer, summer by autumn, and autumn by winter, which is again followed by spring, and so time continues its everlasting round. But the life of man is ever racing to its end, swifter than time itself, without hope of renewal, unless in the next that is limitless and infinite. — Cervantes: Don Quixote
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell. — William Tecumseh Sherman
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Blindness During Wartime
08:15
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A scorched earth and black parade
Sad moments down in the shade
A world full of dust and fallen angels
I fell in hate, irradiate
The enemy won’t hesitate
Weakling soldiers behind the curtains
Blindness during wartime
Mist’s rising up and breaks the soul
Blindness during wartime
Your mind is far beyond control
Blindness during wartime
Visions blur under the whiteout
And everyone will see with the eyes of the blind
The work is done, the world in pain
Let your hatred out in the rain
This is the playground for the madmen
Left alone out in the field
The mind from inside is sealed
Frenzy has slipped out of the plan
Blindness during wartime
Mist’s rising up and breaks the soul
Blindness during wartime
Your mind is far beyond control
Blindness during wartime
Visions blur under the whiteout
And everyone will see with the eyes of the blind
War is on the lowest shelf of humanity
as a final solution to someone’s frustration or insanity
Nothing left but the desert
Rotten flowers, charcoal grey
All colours blended into madness
At the edge of living, last black parade
Enchanted souls cast big crusade
It left the freak and the sadness
Blindness during wartime
Mist’s rising up and breaks the soul
Blindness during wartime
Your mind is far beyond control
Blindness during wartime
Visions blur under the whiteout
And everyone will see with the eyes of the blind
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As the Tide Turns Dark
07:47
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Déjamos conocer a las madres de los hijos e hijas desaparecidos
I was born into the unknown
I was born into the hell
A mother’s been felt like a stranger
Always inside my soul’s well
It began with Guernica
Then the ‘red gene’ took its toll
Another dull empty morning
Feeding frenzy has reached the goal
As the tide turns dark
The Church cared to erase the child
As the tide turns dark
My nightmares have grown to wild
Search for the truth helped ease the pain
Long lines of sad mothers in my eyes
I have to know them after so many years
I need to bond stronger the ties
They buried the past
Someone would unbury their future
It will open up many painful wounds
Washing over the beautiful picture
As the tide turns dark
Who’ll bring back all those years
As the tide turns dark
Who will wipe out the shade of fears
Déjamos conocer a las madres de los hijos e hijas desaparecidos
Déjamos seguir a los muertos vivientes
Déjamos soñar estar junto a ellos
Déjamos estar en paz con el pasado
(Let us know the mothers of
disappeared sons and daughters
Let us follow the living dead
Let us dream to be together with them
Let us be in peace with the past)
As the tide turns light
I found her so many miles away
As the tide turns familiar
And yet nothing left to say
Let us know the mothers of disappeared sons and daughters
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Realm of Fathers
08:23
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You showed me tales about long winters
The blood on the snow has drawn some image of my ghost
Yesterday’s gone forever into nothingness
Father, how could you say it was only love?
You said you chased away your demons
How come they keep bashing at my door?
It’s just the mind that played tricks with you through and through
And that’s why the hell is closer to you
From the realm of the fathers
From the realm of the hate
It’s better to be far away
It’s better to escape
In the realm of the fathers
In the realm of the gun
Big black eyes in the shadows
Cover the ephemeral sun
One morning I won’t be here anymore
Just solitude and pain will welcome you at the door
And silence wails from your room to the hall
Father, how could you call it love at all?
From the realm of the fathers
From the realm of the hate
It’s better to be far away
It’s better to escape
In the realm of the fathers
In the realm of the gun
Big black eyes in the shadows
Cover the neverending sun
How does it feel dancing on my gravestone?
How does it feel falling into the deep?
You just wanted to be over the skies
Bluntness descends upon your ravishing eyes
Father is this the love you showed me on cold days?
From the realm of the fathers
From the realm of the hate
It’s better to be far away
It’s better to escape
In the realm of the fathers
In the realm of the gun
Big black eyes in the shadows
Cover the neverending sun
I remember sleepless nights and blackened sky
Great divide and the falling rise
The blunt objections, quick beat of the heart
The morning sickness, feeling torn apart
Mystical senselessness, the fat touch of dirty hands
And the hopeless passing of the years
In the realm of the fathers
In the realm of the gun
Big black eyes in the shadows
Cover the neverending sun
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The Raising of Lazarus
05:27
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We all believed in this miracle
A young man was falling from so high
He told us we could recieve some salvation
How come we didn’t even want to try?
Four days he’s been waiting for a miracle
He said “I am the resurrection and the life”
But he was just as immortal as anybody else
On the last day he was crucified
Rise up dead man, rise into your world of ordinary lies
Dark secret that you knew is lost and hasn’t made you wise
Your flame has gone you stand alone in the bleeding rain
I hope the world you created won’t come back again
And then all things became so brilliant
He had outshone every beam of light
In God’s glory he turned into a different one
At last he gave up all the fight
Rise up dead man, rise into your world of ordinary sound
Dark secret that you knew is lost and never can be found
Your flame has gone you stand alone in the bleeding rain
I hope the world you created won’t come back again
Rise up dead man, rise into your world of ordinary lies
As you watch from the ruins a new life will arise
The old one dies it will blaze forever on the edge of night
At least you can say it’s gonna burn shining bright
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C19
04:43
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Numbness surrounds me
Strange kind of voices by my head
I’ve never heard them before
I’m lying on the floor of
This town of madness
Nightfall pulls me deep
Spins around and makes me swoon
I feel I’ll be on the other side
The darker half of the Moon
Hold me drag me out of here
The world seems so far away
And I don’t belong here yet today
Wake me I wanna live forever
I must be on the wrong side of the rainbow
I am slowly out of this place
I told them yesterday
I’d soon be home again
‘Cause promises for the keepers
and dreams are for the sleepers
I just left my photograph on the mantlepiece
My traces are washed away by the rain
And I am far out in the space
Hold me drag me out of here
The world seems so far away
And I don’t belong here yet today
Wake me I wanna live forever
I must be on the wrong side of the rainbow
I am slowly out of this place, out of this world
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8. |
Lifeblood
07:24
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Beyond the reason, under the light of the Moon
There’s a hushed world waiting to be painted red in a war room
Purity stands alone beneath the ripped open sky
Revealed secrets aging by the passing of the time
Liquid morning, a silent drop into the
Arms of the falling empire of visions and wisdoms
Weakened fortress fighting in the flood of crime
And wants to find a way out of the night to the daytime
I feel the flow of your lifeblood
I want to feel the warmth of the Sun
I shake off the nightfall
I want to shake off what has been done
Burning orange colours
Carved into the circles of the Sun
spinning round and round and round…
Long forgotten moments fade
Like a tired man who lifts the weight for everyone
Empty spaces filled with worn memories of youth
An open eye draws morbid picture of the naked truth
Sound of freedom is calling to the great wide open
And the sunshine spreads across the endless green land
I feel the flow of your lifeblood
I can feel the warmth of the Sun
I want to shake off the shadows
I could shake off what has been done
When the past has gone
Then the past is brighter than ever
When tomorrow comes
It will stay in our mind forever
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Sleeping Sunset
05:19
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The evening colours up the sky
Even the clouds lose their whiter shade of pale
The quiet weaves the net around us
And it mutely echoes through the peaceful vale
And we see the sleeping sunset
Hides all the feelings that went astray
And it calls for tomorrow
Erasing all the grey
A piece of summer still around
The green the yellow to remember every single day
The road is full of merry ones who found the meaning of life
Through our empty way
And we see the sleeping sunset
Glowing to end the days
And it calls for tomorrow
Forgetting all the yesterdays
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Levitation Mindworks Budapest, Hungary
Levitation Mindworks is an alternative prog rock band from Hungary founded in 2007.
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