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Crawling in
01:09
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instrumental
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Crawling (Down with everything)
Down with heartless limitation. Down with mental penetration. Down with endless accusations. Crawling, crawling, crawling. Down with loveless isolation. Down with fake appreciation. Down with paranoid relations. Crawling. Down again with my frustration. Down with everyday rotation. Down with lies and fake narration. Crawling. Bring it down. Down with honesty rejection. Down with attitude infection. Down with lethal thoughts in action. Crawling. Down with all these doubts returning. Down with evil whisperings burning. Down with all that we‘ve been singing. Crawling. Daily desperation cycle. Self-destructive downward spiral. Everyone full of denial. Everywhere the downward spiral. Bring it down.
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Trapped in an endless loop
Gotta go, gotta move to the level, to the level of perfection. Want to step in and make the connection to the next level of perception. One Two - open the door. What’s next? Been here before. Start again - Six Five Four - No, not again - We’ve been here before. When there’s progress. When we’re almost there. When it’s over. We have to start again. Don’t give up, try again: I, repeater. Accelerate like a rocket. Speed of light, heart of gold, no more limits. Moving forward to the target. One Two - open the door. What’s Next? Been here before. Try again - Three Four Five. No, not again - It’s time to arrive. When we’re caught, when we’re trapped in an endless loop. When the sky seems to fall on our small brave group. We go on and return in a stronger mood. Again and Again and Again. Feel it. Someday we will leave it. Someday we can break it. Break the endless loop again and again and again.
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Almost (the) lost
06:33
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Almost (the) lost again
Walking for hours. Soaked by the pouring rain.The goal’s still insight but footprints will not remain. Every hour he’s checking direction and more. Then realizing: Oh, no I’ve been here before. Memories have passed. Made him a different man. Still lucid: his mind. But meanings are fading away. Every hour he switches between faith and fear. Asking himself: Present or past? Am I here? Goal still in sight. Forces beginning to fade. Back to beginning. How much can one man bear? Every hour switching between fear and hope. Almost the lost, almost lost again. Wandering and searching and longing and turning between faith and fear he is keeping his way. He finally starts realizing he’s running in circles and will not be arriving today.
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This flow
06:18
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This flow
Sun goes up. Morning whisper. From the distance we can hear the drums. Sun goes down every night repeating. On and on again the beat goes on. On the day when I …. Together we will keep this flow alive appealing to your hearts. Tomorrow comes, togetherness arrives. Sorrow torn apart. Sun goes down. Sun goes up again my friend. Rising till the end of days. Still dreaming that we’ll keep this flow alive appealing to your hearts. Tomorrow comes and unity arrives. Sorrow torn apart.
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Shine
03:56
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Shine
… and now the curtain rises. All is quiet - the lights go down. Prepare for the pure illusion. Prepare for the light ... Born to shine. Fear and darkness will decline. Born to shine. ... but confidence is fragile. Doubt corrodes enlightened souls. Free yourself from the embrace, become, remain the light … Born. Time to face the final curtain. Now’s it’s time to fall. Born to shine.
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AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGH
03:08
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AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGH
Again I say: “You always are so selfish!" And then you say: “That’s just a point of view!” Once more I say: “You gonna end up lonesome!” And then you say: “Alone is better than with you!” AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGH! Welcome iteration. Ignorance dictation. Once again I say : “You have become a stranger!” And then you say: “I feel the same about you.” When we say: “Let’s draw a line under this friendship.” Then we grin: “Oh no, we’ve been here before!” We should have been together. We’ve been in line so many times before. The past almost forgotten. Fragile times to come.
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We have been here before
03:59
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We have been here before
Day: control - Night: deck patrol - Day: control - Day Off: console - We have been here before. Day: comcheck - Night: lower deck - Day: main deck - Night: engine check - Night: control - Day: deck patrol - Night: control - Day Off: console - But we see a way out. We can see a way. Now we see a way out of here. Day: control - Night: main console - Day: exit - Day: last control - We have been here before.
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Beautiful
05:47
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Beautiful
Just a glimpse along our way. On the walk into the void. Though we fear the things to come, we feel a confidence inside. One more step. Off we go. Turning round. Still we know. Reaching out. Grab the spark. Beautiful, so beautiful. There‘s a time after the fall. We get up, shake off the dust. There is life, a life behind the wall. There‘s a meaning but we can‘t recall. Wonderful. Still we go. Somewhere deep inside we know. Carry on. Letting go. Beautiful, so beautiful - we fall!
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Fear no more
04:45
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Fear No More
Fear is leading. Fear is feeding. It’s making my way. It’s faking my way. Longing to stay. Cheating. Fear and loathing. Fear like hating. It’s veiling my way. Shaping my way. Praying to stay. Hoping. Fear returning. Fear is burning. Every day returning. Making my decision for today. Breaking all the chains of fear today. Keeping and finally trusting in my way. Fear no more!
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In dust
07:13
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In dust
Morning comes for the searching. The fields of love are nearby. Tasks are set for the servile. Waiting at night for a sign. Come with me, follow me in trust. Lay with me, die with me in dust. Striving for his affection, don’t dare to make him upset. Self-denying for attention once again. Ongoing loss of ourselves. Every day searching for divine time. Every minute waiting for the right sign. Every second worried about the last time. Again: give me a sign. Never beside you. Never in slavery. Never inside me. Never again. Life beyond dependance. Life beyond resistance. Life beyond all masters. Life in dust.
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Leaving the hill
06:05
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Leaving the hill
In the evening: a young man, he stands on the hill. Staring into the distance beyond. Time stands still. Close behind him: the old man, who stands on the hill. Watching the young man standing and staring while time stands still. Turn to the Light. In the morning the young man´s amazed and confused. Looking back realizing there’s no one behind, feeling fooled. Everything seemed so clear before he turned around. Did the hill move away? Did they leave me? Did they leave me alone? Growing anxiety. Floating eternally. Not realizing he’s turning away. Never arriving he’s losing his way. All the hills seem to talk with each other and all the hills seem to move away. All old men seem to look at each other and all old men seem to laugh at me. Everyone seems to murmur and whisper and everyone seems to be against. Everything seems less familiar and everything feels so meaningless. In the evening: the young man he looks to the hill. Feeling bitterness rising from deep inside. His time stands still. In the distance: the old man who stands on the hill. Watching sadly his son disappearing and leaving the hill.
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A whisper
05:45
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A whisper
Every day I‘m born again anew to remain. Every day I start over again and again. Where am I now and where have I been? Searching orientation, I’m trapped in a game. Losing myself again and again. In a vast sea of emotion where memories remain. The past recreated, reshaped in new forms. But where is the anchor? Where is the hold? I’m waiting for the night to come. Too late to think, too tired to run … like a whisper. Every day the old game, reinterpret the past. Everything seems to float but scars always last. Longing to rest in the stream of time. Longing for relief and to finally feel fine. Every day I‘m born again, everyday a chance. New possibilities, slowly I advance. Every day I start over again and again. Memories they fade, but scars do remain. I’m waiting for the night to come. Too late to think, too tired to run. I put my trust in things to come and in the morning pain has gone … like a whisper.
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Queen of the light
08:54
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Queen of the light
Wake. Wait. Light fades. Another year has passed. Waiting for the day. The evening to begin. The time when daylight fades. We’re waiting year for year. Longing for the day. The day when she appears. The day when she returns. This is the night when the yearning is chanting. This is the night she’ll be lightening in grace. This is the night when I got to get closer. This is the night and we waited a year in hope, so long. We waited in hope for her: the queen of the light, so strong. Queen of the light. We left our world where we deeply missed the light. We left our world where we really missed the time. We left our world and we took the fastest ships. We left our world just to finally make the trip. This is night of the night and we’re freaking out. There comes the light comes the light and she’s sneaking in. Here comes the goddess of light and redemption. Here comes access to relief and ascension. We’re on our way to a place we’ve been before. We’re on our way to hit the holy shore. We’re almost there and don’t want to wait no more. We’re finally there, step out and kick the door. Another year has passed. We celebrate this day. We celebrate the queen tonight when daylight fades. Queen of the light.
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Worlds collide dans ma tête
Introduction from “L´homme et la couleuvre” by Jean de la Fontaine. It’s in my head. Ça tourne dans ma tête. It’s spinning in my head. Ça tourne dans ma tête. In meinem Kopf. When a man meets a serpent future hits the past. Masters free their servants when two worlds collide. And my head keeps on spinning. Mind implodes inside. Now again feel it coming: all worlds collide.
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