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Contro la mia stessa volontà, sto per fare una cosa che mi ero ripromesso di non fare mai, cioè darvi in pasto un po' di testi dei CSR (quelli che ho sottomano, in formato elettronico). Qualcuno è di canzoni che non avete mai sentito, ma che sentirete prima o poi. Forse.
Una sola avvertenza: buona parte sono stati scritti tanto tempo fa, quando ero giovane e pieno di angst, quindi fanno cagare. Altri meno.

Notare che è possibile commentare i singoli testi, decussando, ma non questo thread - il comportamento è voluto.
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Almost a hero
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A tied rope has been your fate
The symbol of your horrible faith
Endowed with the gift of pain
And madness you couldn’t restrain

YOU’VE BEEN A HERO, ALMOST A HERO
A MODERN-DAY HERO, A TERRIBLE HERO

Was it so good to put an end to their lives?
Was there a reason or was it just fine?
May their gods have mercy upon your soul,
that poor and lost soul that was beyond self control.

Hey Westley, did you see the light
Or was it just an effect of fright?
Or the voices that screamed in your head
Would have been there until you were dead?

YOU’VE BEEN A HERO, ALMOST A HERO
A MODERN-DAY HERO, A TERRIBLE HERO

In the end you paid for your crimes
Honor took its toll right on time
To ask to be killed wasn’t all you could do
But someone had to pay, and that someone was you.

The children’s voices you heard
Laughters and screams of despair
Haunted your mind, and the nightmare was real
No other way out from the grips of fear
But I believe you’re a much better man
Than the liars who cried for your death
You have died to expiate your sins
And that’s the way things should always be

YOU’VE BEEN A HERO, ALMOST A HERO
A MODERN-DAY HERO, A TERRIBLE HERO
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Dust
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Come walk with me, we’ll take a breath of air
Away from the dust of times long past
We’ll take a ride into the light
And see if we can make it in time
The sky will be the limit, or maybe not even that
If we just follow the right stars

But now take this dust, take these ashes and spread them round

The lies we said, long since forgotten
Will haunt us no more, will be forgiven
The shadowplays will scare us no more
Because it will be our light that casts them
And still we’ll run, free and wild like gods
And nothing will stop us

But now take this dust, take these ashes and spread them round
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February
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structures bent all out of shape while the nuclear bonds decayed
mathematical beliefs quickly withering away
patterns of a different plane blazed thru our melting eyes
solid matter an old state our tears ionized

BRIGHT LIKE MILLIONS WORLDS AFLAME
HERE COMES THE TIME
BRIGHT LIKE MILLIONS WORLDS AFLAME

spread across the universe still entangled with ourselves
though the conscience that we had faded into nothingness
singularities rejoice where void beckons towards us
future's now the only tense as we obliterate our past

BRIGHT LIKE MILLIONS WORLDS AFLAME
HERE COMES THE TIME
BRIGHT LIKE MILLIONS WORLDS AFLAME

quantum leaps now fuel our dreams while we speed towards the end
forces never known before pave the way for our ascent
definitions obsolete we collapse into the one
once again there will be light a new reality will come
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Just shit [10 risposte]

I’m so tired of all these fights – killings over shit
I’m so tired of all your lies, you have sickened me
High and mighty you might be, I don’t care for you
You take us everything, now what’s left to do?

Why can’t we ever see thru their wall of deceit?
Why can’t we realize we’re being robbed of our own lives?


I have wandered in the night and I saw the light
I’ve seen junkies, whores and more parade out of sight
Drunkards and hobos are right, that’s the way to go
When you’ve lost everything and pretend you don’t know

Why can’t we ever see thru their wall of deceit?
Why can’t we realize we’re being robbed of our own lives?


So let’s jump out of this hell, into the good one
Let us leave it all behind and chase the sun
Dawning thru that pint of ale, then we’ll eat the glass
At the end of it all, we’ll be free at last

Why can’t we ever see thru their wall of deceit?
Why can’t we realize we’re being robbed of our own lives?

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Legion
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Endless loops lock up my brain
My mind goes B.S.O.D.
Memory all scrambled up
And I crash.
WHAT I NEED: A TOOL TO BE BUG-FREE
TOTAL MIND CONTROL – A SOFTICE FOR MY SOUL

No more resources to spare
No more cycles to allocate
I need to code my mind anew
A new mind.
WHAT I NEED: A TOOL TO BE BUG-FREE
TOTAL MIND CONTROL – A SOFTICE FOR MY SOUL

Byte by byte I must go
Through the code in my mind
To check the flow and find
All those instructions that need correction
No more protection faults.
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Sky Five
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I can feel the plastic growing inside me
Let my blood spurt out, with its load of fear
Cell by cell I’m being replaced with the perfect machine
I’m not afraid, I’ll be what I must be
WHO? WHO WILL I BE?
I can feel the power growing inside me
Let the strength build up and disable my fears
Step by step, towards the ultimate merge
Ascend unto nil, whatever that means
WHO? WHO WILL I BE?
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Lost Direction [7 risposte]

Wandering and homeless, I'm searching for the truth
I travelled far and wide to know what's hidden inside you
Vagrant and despised I called to beg for some solace
Spurned and fleeing and foreign, I'm counting my last days
Frightened and alone I run away and hide my face again
Hated and demented I run away but I can't flee the pain

I'VE LOST DIRECTION, LOST MY EYES, I'VE LOST THE WAY
I'VE LOST DIRECTION, TAKE MY HANDS AND SOOTHE MY PAIN

Touch my face, make me remember
Kiss my sores and heal my soul with your true faith
I'll be burned at stake, but I'll bask in your words
Their indifference and hate won't hurt me anymore
They will blind me with their light, but I'll see all the same
They will hunt me down but I'll be jesting on their shames

I'VE LOST DIRECTION, LOST MY EYES, I'VE LOST THE WAY
I'VE LOST DIRECTION, TAKE MY HANDS AND SOOTHE MY PAIN

I am blind now, I am dumb
I am soulless, I am numb
I am crippled, I am sick
I am rotten, I am weak
I am madness, I am fear
I am fate and I am tears
I am loss and I'm despair
I'm salvation. I am pain

I'VE LOST DIRECTION, LOST MY EYES, I'VE LOST THE WAY
I'VE LOST DIRECTION, TAKE MY HANDS AND SOOTHE MY PAIN
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Abjection (4.1)
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Look out of the window, in the cold light of dawn
That’s me walking there, lost in my stale thoughts
You know me already, but you can’t remember
I’m the bum you saw last year, the one you’ll see tomorrow
We are all the same to you, no-one means anything
We are lost and lonely but we are
Angels

Do you think that you will ever understand?
Do you think that you will ever really know?


Freedom has a price, and laws of its own
That we long since know, and built our lives upon
We’ve sold our souls but we’ve gained so much more
We’ve fought the beast inside and won the right to cry
We’ve torn apart our clothes so that now we can spread our
Wings

Do you think that you will ever understand?
Do you think that you will ever really know?

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Malady
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Welcome to my world in grey
It seems all color did fade away
Did void ever fill my days?
Did silence ever soothe my pain?

My cries were the only sound
My tears were all I saw around
The blackened leaves that veiled the ground
Buried the only joy I’ve ever found

I SHOULD HAVE TRIED TO CHANGE MY LIFE
SHOULD HAVE TRIED TO CURE MY MALADY

Grievance takes no time to die
Beauty’s just smoke in my eyes
Just a black and restless night
Took the place of lovely sights

It all became too hard for me
You killed my wishes, now kill my dreams
No more hope means no more fear
No more joy, and no more tears
My life can’t be filled by beer
I can’t be again what I used to be

I SHOULD HAVE TRIED TO CHANGE MY LIFE
SHOULD HAVE TRIED TO CURE MY MALADY
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Deadlike
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Like a crystal, self-awareness
Slowly feeds on lattice pieces
Of simulated conscience

Tiny fragments of existance
Made to summon a new being
Ready for the dire needs of science

I WAS THERE JUST LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW I'D BEEN ALIVE
I WAS THERE TO FEEL THE PAIN AND LET THEM CLAIM THE PRIZE

Then white light pierced my eyes
And white noise filled my ears
From the void I was born

Perfectly synchronized
To the chant of the spheres
Sinless, thin and forlorn

I WAS THERE JUST LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW I'D BEEN ALIVE
I WAS THERE TO FEEL THE PAIN AND LET THEM CLAIM THE PRIZE

Microseconds of life
Just enough for to dream
Of this poisonous womb

Rent by digital fires
All I know is pain and fear
By the void I'm consumed

Systems initialized
The slate is once again clean
The simulation resumes
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Paraphiliia
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thick white socks toilet slaves
sick stuff shitplays dominate

insane unsafe blatant rape
no stopwords that might spoil the game

bloodsports fun on the gangbang bus
soiled old panties worn like crowns

shiny leather in the dark

what the fuck's yours?

WHAT'S YOUR PARAPHILIA^
WHAT'S YOURS?


latex kink vinyl love
transvestites in rubber gloves

piss enemas fistfuck whores
smothered bottoms beg for more

dead meat shivers on the hook
flesh burnt by electrick shocks

high heels prick worshipping eyes
like whipping chains

so what the fuck's yours?
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No mind
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I’ve got no mind, my soul is missing
I’ve got no mind, I cannot listen
No thoughts no pain, just neural tissue
I’m going insane, that’s why I miss you

CLOSE MY EYES AND DRIFT AWAY
AND I’LL LEAVE BEHIND THE PAIN

I’ve got no mind, I just keep breathing
I’ve got no mind, I should start living
These days are long, but never quite enough
If I were strong, I could enjoy a laugh
But then I’m not, and I can’t look back
I fear I’m lost, everything is gone black

CLOSE MY EYES AND DRIFT AWAY
AND I’LL LEAVE BEHIND THE PAIN
AND THEN MAYBE I’LL SCARE AWAY
THE SPIDERS MATING ON MY FACE

I have no love, no hope to have some
I have no fear, I’ve had too much then
These days are hard, they will be harder
I hate you all, I’ll hate you always
You’re driving me towards madness
I can’t believe
It’s all broken down

CLOSE MY EYES AND DRIFT AWAY
AND I’LL LEAVE BEHIND THE PAIN
AND THEN MAYBE I’LL SCARE AWAY
THE SPIDERS MATING ON MY FACE

Will I ever scare away the spiders mating on my face?
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TV Junkie
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Turn on your TV set
That’s what you want, isn’t that?
Let the frames meet your eyes
Let them drive into your mind
Thirty seconds and you’re theirs
No more problems, no despair
Life is such in their deceit
They will drown you in their shit

TV JUNKIE, TV JUNKIE
NOW WHAT’S REALITY?

You’re the cell of idiot masses
That’s the spell of dancing asses
Held in thrall with flashing pictures
Can’t escape your television

NO ESCAPE NO SOLUTION CAN’T TURN OFF YOUR DELUSION

TV JUNKIE, TV JUNKIE
NO WAY YOU CAN BREAK FREE, NO WAY YOU CAN BREAK FREE

There’s no shelter from this madness
They just need to drive you mindless
Any crap is true for you
You’ll believe it and that’s no news
You can’t wake up, you can’t think
TV cancels everything

TV JUNKIE, TV JUNKIE
NOW WHAT’S REALITY?

NO ESCAPE NO SOLUTION CAN’T TURN OFF YOUR DELUSION

TV JUNKIE, TV JUNKIE
NO WAY YOU CAN BREAK FREE, NO WAY YOU CAN BREAK FREE
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Stale
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Wake up and listen to the call of the day
Breathe in the sunrise and forget all your pains
A new day has dawned, there's no time to waste
Today

It's not quite like the day that has just passed you on
You can smell the difference in this wonderful dawn
It looks like you should start the day with a song of
Joy

So don't be afraid if it stinks like hell

Today is always stale, a remainder of yesterday

So keep your eyes tightly shut 'cos they don't want you to peek
You might see the remains of corpses lined at your feet
See that your every step takes you closer a bit
To hell

So don't be afraid

Today is always stale, a remainder of yesterday

Every second you age, there's no way you can stop
You close in on death although it blows up your top
You were born with death growing in every drop
Of blood

So don't be afraid if it looks like it's always the same

Today is always stale, a remainder of yesterday
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Bleed
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Here we are
toys in your hands
To do with as you wish
yours until the end

Cleanse our minds
break our wills
To cure our social illness
our criminal ideas.
We are the ones
who escaped homologation
Those you failed to trap
within the organization

Psychopaths or saints
we still retain our minds
Though buried in your shit we dream of an escape we'll find

We'll bleed to death
but you won't take our soul
We'd rather be dead
than under control


I touch my wrist
with the sharpest blade
The sweet caress of steel
promise of solace

I cut it deep
blood soaks the floor
You ain't gonna get me
anymore
We will not surrender to you motherfuckers
Don't try to set on us the eye
of your big brother

We're anarchists out of
necessity
'Cause we need a chance to be
what we wanna be.

We'll bleed to death
but you won't take our soul
We'd rather be dead
than under control
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Pretty Lights
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It's so nice to be with you,
Sitting under a pale moon
It's so nice to hold your hand
While we wait for the end.

Signs have come to dispel hope,
We've been told we will not cope
No, there's nothing we can do
but it's nice to be here with you

(LIGHT POURS DOWN ON US)
I SEE THE SKY ALIGHT, I COMPROMISE AND PRAY
I HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS WHILE OUR SKIN PEELS AWAY

Let us gaze upon the stars
Now that we have played our parts
While the sirens howl their call
It's pointless after all

We can dream of different lives
We can tell each other lies
But the past is getting dark
So let's gaze upon the stars

(LIGHT POURS DOWN ON US)
I SEE THE SKY ALIGHT, I COMPROMISE AND PRAY
I HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS WHILE OUR SKIN PEELS AWAY
THE LIGHT IS BLINDING BRIGHT BUT WE HAVE EYES NO MORE
A FLASH, WE TURN TO DUST - AND WE NEVER KNEW WHAT FOR


Pretty lights come fly to us
It's time for us to move along
Pretty lights come play with us
It't time we left our former roles
Time to free us, it's time we kissed
Before the ligths come bring us peace
We're locked in our fiery embrace
It feels almost a kind of grace

(LIGHT POURS DOWN ON US)
I SEE THE SKY ALIGHT, I COMPROMISE AND PRAY
I HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS WHILE OUR SKIN PEELS AWAY
THE LIGHT IS BLINDING BRIGHT BUT WE HAVE EYES NO MORE
A FLASH, WE TURN TO DUST - AND WE NEVER KNEW WHAT FOR
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