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Morbus Panonicus - Russian tour edition 2009

by Ground Zero

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1.
disfigured 01:13
Disfigured. by touching this glass every single day hearing and listening silent steps in the night pressing these borders, edges and shapes I hear that I dont wont to see further. pressing the edges of transparent cages some drums are beating inside its wrists these eyes can see them, these ears can hear them but who should feel? does someone choose? that sound is fading, that sound disappears, here we are back to basic functions, is that the only choice that remains? between that and scratching these prisonbars.
2.
no way out 01:47
Shut it out these eyes can't stand light this corpse is not the lucky one that is used to living this dying toward the bright side This brain can't stand the pressure of peace coexisting Covered by nothingness No end in sight of lonelyness fulfilled with sweet emptiness fulfilled with sweet lonellyness If love is being broken if being pulled down is what it’s all about if love is being sold I'm inloved! A lot of love to take I can't hate that much a lot of bones to break I'm in loved no way out
3.
lifetime spent in waiting and leaving behind years turned to days days turned to nothing increasing its speed decreasing ourselves for a lifetime we're left behind... it increases and after all, we all find ourselves that is the point of reaching the end that’s the price of finding peace never knew never felt never found found yourself never found peace
4.
released 02:19
Released nowdays we're taking the brand new role we are standing in a brand new line with brand new thoughts and brand new needs turning again a brand new side turning again a brand new side we just turn... everytime we turn we can only see the hole in which we'll lay our call is in our roles, just follow the stream our roles are on us, we never had ourselves, the way it is, we never deserved the chance
5.
Here I am, inside, behind a thousand doors, with a thousand locks that are keeping me inside of nowhere, locked behind... Sitting down... and holding a key who does not match... the light is coming from the outside, from the bottom and the key lock, I can hear it, I can feel it, but I cannot see! Where the brightest place is my shade, Some other thoughts are filling my cell: After the storm that is raining my trembles This stomp will stamp over vanities grave Or should we all just watch the ground Or should we all bury ourselves? Red stains can be washed from our sole But can they be washed from our souls? So many questions, and these are my fingers So cold, so shiny, but they still don’t open the doors... They were so cold, they were so shiny, And here they are again But they still don’t open the doors...
6.
tied 02:25
bouth hands, with bouth hands tied well peaces, peaces of me sow in my bed weight in me, a hundread tons of weight in my legs bulding walls, build a thousand walls to border my will and all the wishes buried in the ground scream trough empty pockets, die before their birth I can’t hold this wire but I can’t stay inside It still cuts my fingers but my hands can't let it go ...and I'm still there No one sees No one feels It will last until we forget ourselves
7.
run away 01:56
8.
.in pieces in peace. Thick flame tongues that are licking these walls they are just the prellude for sayin' goodbye This house deserved to burn next time, it will be me yes, we all deserved to die for keeping alive the phrases, a plastic, a lie A plastic lie Of justice and safety, freedom - unknown I’ll run into this silence, but you gonna be the one That will burn Yes, this night, I will go in peace, and never turn back to see how you burn, in silence, fall apart. And this night you gonna be the one That will burn.
9.
next time 02:53
yearn, yearn, still yearn, waiting, just to see you fall! there eyes have seen falling of your rolles seen passing values of your time and everyone before, they all found their end and next time, i'll see you in the hell! next time i'll see you in the hell! youll close the line in circle of your doom; and next time i'll see you in the hell agony of history dont forgive to anyone and i hope youl soon get your line written by the hand that dont pray on their past written by our hands this pain is not pain, these tears are not tears this is the hand that is showing us a way you have to go, you must find your end until next time...

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released May 4, 2009

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