1. |
Fire
04:28
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I was dreaming
In my sleeping
Of a place so far away and
I’m so lost
I could see it
In my dreaming
In my sleeping
All is consumed all is consumed
In the fire of devotion
I was dreaming
In my sleeping
Of two wings far away and
I’m so lost
I could see them
In my dreaming
In my sleeping
All is consumed all is consumed
In the fire of devotion
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2. |
Don't Look Back in Anger
04:32
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Fuck the people
Blame it on the establishment
Fuck the weather
Blame it on the government
Fuck kill Bill
Fuck kill fill
Fuck the ones that make me ill
King of money
Shame on the lost in war
King on the hill
Shame on the killing floor
Past and futurre things
Shame on the touch and go
King of nothing
Wave goodbye and say hello
If you could stay with me
If you could wait and see
The Phoenix’s waiting
The Phoenix smiles and flaps its wings
Don’t look back in anger
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3. |
NY City Rain
03:49
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It’s been a long time since I’ve spoken to you
Is this the right time
It wasn’t me who wrote that song
But it suits youi well, like a velvet glove
Your lack of conscience and your lack of morality
Clearly show you’re cheap uptown dirt
If I met you on a plane I would kick you out
If I found you laying in the dirt I’d leave you there
To be cleaned away by the NY City rain
It’s been a long time since I’ve spoken to you
Is this the right time
It wasn’t me who wrote that song
I’m not that good
I wish I were
If I met you at the gates of Hell I would kick you in
If I found you laying in the dirt I’d leave you there
To be cleaned away by the NY City rain
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4. |
Despair
05:11
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When the son of a God
Reaches the deepest heart of despair
It’s the end of a world
And nothing remains
But ashes in time
This I felt as my hope were crushed
In the end of tiredness
And stupidity of men
What could I do
But run away
It was too much for me
Too much of despair
But something strong forces me to carry on
Something strong I met long ago
In times like these
I feel so low
But then I know
His eyes, so bright
Looking so low
But they’re made of stone
Something strong forces me to go
To carry on
Something strong I knew long ago
Long ago
Could this be the end
Of the travels I made
To the end of time
I feel so low
But there’s nothing to fear
Waiting for tears
And I know this will be the end
I feel so tired
It’s been so long since I felt
The power of God
It’s not here anymore
And I think it’s just my fault
There’s nothing to fear but fear
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5. |
Just a Whip on Me
04:45
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Living on a prayer
And a prayer is not enough
Living on a wing
But it’s an ill wind blowing
Inspiration
Sublimation
We were young
And I was dumb
Just a whip on me
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6. |
Come to Me
04:16
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Come to me now
I’ve been waiting for a moment
I’ve been waiting for a no man
I’ve been waiting for someone
Shining brightly as the stars
I’ve been looking at the sky
And it’s too far
I’m in this world
Not of this world
Until you come
I’ve been waiting for a bright world
I’ve been waiting for a bright glow
I’ve been loving every corner in the maze of purple
I’ve been looking at the sky
And it’s too far
I’m in this world
Not of this world
Until you come
Come to me
Now
Come
Sha la la la la
Until you come
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7. |
My Shout
05:21
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Listen to my shout
And tell what you want to change of me
Listen to my shout
And tell what you want to change in me
Not me
Pushing hard pushing so hard
Losing everythig
Pushing hard pushing so hard
Fading into nothing
Not me
And now I’m looking through the screen
And my face is probably not me
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8. |
And the Sun Will Rise
07:31
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In ages of fire and ice
In ages of killing sons
I woke up the sleeping beast
In a camouflage of beauty
I’ve been losing my mind
I’ve been losing again
I’ve been losing all things I’ve seen
In the treasure of the light sweet and golden
And the Sun will rise
I’ve been looking for love
In the strangest places
I’ve been looking for pain
In the sweetest placest
I’ve been loosing my mind
I’ve been losing again
I’ve been losing the words that I’d say
In the wake of tomorrow
And the Sun will rise
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9. |
Shadows of the Rain
08:41
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Solipsism is a key
Shielding me from life
Solipsism is fake
Shielding me from you
I’ve been in the wasteland
How long I couldn’t say
Dialysis is a fake
And surgery won’t help
And I never thought it hard
So few and yet so sweet
Stay with me in memories
That cannot be denied
Stay with me in memories
You know how much I lied
Stay with me in memories
Not in dreams, I beg
And the shadows of the rain
Will bring atonement
This is mask is just a fake
Shielding me from life
This armour is a friend’s
Shielding me from you
I’ve been in the wasteland
How long I couldn’t say
I’ve been in the wasteland
But now I cannot stay
And I never thought it hard
So few and yet so sweet
Stay with me in memories
That cannot be denied
Stay with me in memories
You know how much I lied
Stay with me in memories
Not in dreams, I beg
And the shadows of the rain
Will bring atonement
Now I live
In the shadows of the rain
Now I see you waiting for me
Showing the way straight to the sun
Now I live
In the shadows of the rain
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10. |
His House
06:25
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In his house a sun is born
In his house a love is torn
In his house there’s no tomorrow
In his house there’s no return
In his house I buy and learn
I could wait for him forever
In his house I she no tear
In his house I have no fear
In his house there’s no tomorrow
On this road to the Sun
In his house all is done
I could wait for him forever
Listening to the shadows’s lies
Speaking words of black defeat
Crushing worlds of molten ash
Holy Water for my thirst
All alone – in the danger zone
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11. |
On Your Wings
03:44
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Shining from above
I saw you strip the form
Streaming the flows of life
Your castle is the goal
Take my soul to rest
Beyond the reach of jealous gods
On your wings
Shining from above
I saw you hold my heart
Streaming the flows of dew
Your castle is the goal
Join my souol to thine
In the abodes of formless fire
On your wings
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Thelema Modena, Italy
The group was born in the winter of 1984 in Modena when Massimo Mantovani ex Blusons Noirs, bassist Giorgio Parmigiani ex Throbs of Pleasure and Gregorio Bardini ex T.A.C. they formed the band inspired by the ideas, philosophy and esoteric work of Aleister Crowley. With the arrival of Marco Bucciarelli on drums and Davide Mussini on guitar, they released their first album entitled TANTRA in 1986. ... more
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