`Solitude Fx: Liebe Im Original`

Nein ich kann nicht mehr alleine sein Bitte versteh' doch du bist auch nicht gern' allein Vergiss' was geschehen ist und öffne mir dein Herz Wir gehören zusammen bitte linder meinen Schmerz Bitte zöger' nicht es ist noch nicht zu spät Oh ja verführe mich zeig' mir wie es geht Unsere Liebe ist für andere gänzlich unbekannt Alle glauben wir sind hirnverbrannt Doch ohne dich kann ich mich für nichts mehr begeistern Ohne dich kann ich mein Leben nicht mehr meistern Ohne dich kann ich die Welt nicht mehr versteh'n Ohne dich werd' ich wohl Selbstmord begehen Bitte zöger' nicht es ist noch nicht zu spät Oh ja verführe mich zeig' mir wie es geht Unsere Liebe ist für andere gänzlich unbekannt Alle glauben wir sind hirnverbrannt Bitte zöger' nicht es ist noch nicht zu spät Oh ja verführe mich zeig' mir wie es geht Unsere Liebe ist für andere gänzlich unbekannt Alle glauben wir sind hirnverbrannt Bitte zöger' nicht Bitte verführe mich Bitte zöger' nicht Bitte liebe mich

`Solitude Fx: Solitude In Mind`

A brand new smile Is in her eyes again A brand new lovesong's Clicking in her nights There she goes again With solitude in mind She speaks in a language Of long forgotten sound Must be electricity of hearts She says But her heart lies bleeding on the ground But her heart lies broken on the ground It's not that I hear you Not that I feel you It's that I can't love you With solitude in mind

`Endphase: Synthetic Man`

A program had been placed Right behind my face But something was strange I felt the change Had to hide this thing This lovely feeling 'cause what I am Is a synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man They wanted to create A man that does not hate A man that doesn't love Even if it's the white dove The virus to my program Was the love of a woman But what I am Is a synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man So I took her by her hand And we ran across the land But there was no escape They found us at a lake A bullet's being sent And through my head it went And all the killer said The synthetic crap is dead Synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man Synthetic man

`Sensational Creed: Nocturnal Operations`

Where art thou my Romeo So high in the sky Will our love hold you save 'till you return I can guide to the left Or I can guide to the right While the flak is exploding all around me God knows who started this war God knows when it will end Please let him be safe 'till he returns I have been camouflaged For nocturnal operations But I can't quite work out my vicinity I have been camouflaged For nocturnal operations But I can't quite work out my vicinity Is there not room for everyone? Always they fight While I am left waiting Hoping, praying your well A computer calculates The aircraft's groundspeed And utilising the information Automatic bomb release follows

`Poeme Electronique: The Echoes Fade`

The echo of each step I take shouts back at me Rebounding off the splattered walls and my ears bleed The distant echoes ring as though not far away A hollow town an empty life and who's to pay? Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Our buildings vast and high Concrete jungles in the sky And kids are stranded on the corners Dressed to kill in uniforms Threatened by the danger of a falling brick Built to breed our problems Then the echoes fade and time stands still Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade The powers fallen in public hands Official secrets burnt in sand And riots fulfil this bloody land The blame shall fall on no mans head A champagne glass in the ghettos grasp Committed to survive this ritual task Revolution, sham, scream, paranoid, anarchy pathetic dreams The echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Sad wives await for pleasant days to fill their bitter empty wombs A mound of browning leaves entwined With guns and bullets on the blown up paths A mound of empty wrappers entwined with bloodied tissues And piles of shattered glass whose war was it anyway? Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade Then the echoes fade, the echoes fade, oh the echoes fade

`Das M: Channel-Surfer`

Channel-Surfer, es wird ewig weiter geh'n, Ein Ende ist nicht abzuseh'n! Zwanzig Programme, sein Revier. Es wird gesendet bis um vier. Auf drei, vier, sieben, dreizehn, zehn, "Ticket to Hell" - schon geseh'n. Surfen auf Remote Control, Weiß nicht wo er halten soll. Ein neuer Sender freut ihn sehr, Hohe Wellen, Farbenmeer. Reisen durch die Ewigkeit, Flug Richtung Unendlichkeit. Du wartest daß die Zeit vergeht. Du weißt nicht, wie es weitergeht. Channel-Surfer, es wird ewig weiter geh'n, Ein Ende ist nicht abzuseh'n! Channel-Surfer, es wird ewig weiter geh'n, Ein Ende ist nicht abzuseh'n! Die Jahreszeit ist Dir egal! Die Einsamkeit ist Deine Wahl. Der Fernseher schreit weit in die Nacht. Am Dreier wird wer umgebracht. Auf siebzehn ein Psychosenkrampf, Schnell selbstgemacht mit Indisch Hanf. Die Brandung rauscht, Geschwindigkeit! Wer schneller surft kennt keine Zeit. Surfen auf Remote Control. Channel-Surfer, es wird ewig weiter geh'n, Ein Ende ist nicht abzuseh'n!

`Das M: Sturzflug Durch Das Weltbild`

Im Hotel zum Wahnsinn, Da sind noch Zimmer frei, Und der Eingang dreht sich - Er wird zur Raserei! Kostenlose Buchung, Wir checken alle ein. Der Erste, der nicht mitfliegt, Er wird der Letzte sein. Sturzflug durch das Weltbild, Wo ist der Testpilot? Sturzflug durch das Weltbild, Am Steuer sitzt der Tod! Im Gang da hängen Bilder; Alles nur zum Schein. Der Passagier ein Maler; Er steigt als Erster ein.

`Oppenheimer Analysis: Cold War`

Working for the Grand Design Played around with Nature Working for the Grand Design Driven by the demon with illusions of power Working for the Grand Design Tempted by a glitter more seductive than gold To blast a million tons into the sky I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over we've got to keep control Warn you of the danger I've got to get a hold Get me out Please get me out Get me out Get me out get me out of this Cold War I can feel this Cold War I don't want this Cold War I can feel this Cold War I don't want this Cold War I can't take this Cold War Cold War Coming from high minds Falling into wrong hands Coming from high minds Look what it leads to The race to the end Can't take it in my mind Who bears the guilt Won't split atoms about it Fireworks for children to hold I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over we've got to keep control Warn you of the danger we've got to get a hold Get me out Please get me out Get me out Get me out get me out of this Cold War I can't stand this Cold War I can't take this Cold War I don't want this Cold War I can't take this Cold War Cold War Your blood runs cold When you think you only did what you were told Look what it leads to the race to the end The race to the end They're running out of lies Please don't listen when they try to rationalise Look what it leads to the race to the end The race to the end After all these years Closer to disaster It isn't very clear Just who is the master It's getting harder every day to keep control Can't you see the danger getting sold getting sold Get a hold Please get a hold Get a hold get a hold get a hold Of a world in your hands A world in your hands There's blood on my hands There's blood on my hands Please no more I can't stand this Cold War I can't take this Cold War I don't want this Cold War I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over I thought it was over we've got to keep control Warn you of the danger we've got to get a hold Get me out please get me out Get me out Get me out get me out of this Cold War No more Cold War Cold War Cold War Cold War Cold War

`Oppenheimer Analysis: Radiance`

[from the Bhaghavad Gita] If the radiance of a thousand suns Were to burst into the sky If the radiance of a thousand suns Were to burst into the sky That would be like the splendor of the Mighty One I am become Death Destroyer of Worlds Destroyer of Worlds If the radiance of a thousand suns Were to burst into the sky That would be like the splendor of the Mighty One I am become Death Destroyer of Worlds Destroyer of Worlds

`Oppenheimer Analysis: The Devil's Dancers`

The future's here Said the pioneer There's room at the top Do-wop do-wop Whatever comes tomorrow Happened yesterday Come with us The future's here to stay Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us All the radon daughters Wonder what they taught us Making up our status Doubts are only traitors Whatever comes tomorrow Happened yesterday Come with us Come with us Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us Dance with us until your head is spent Work it out until the late event Come with us Dance with us Come with us Romance with us The future's here Said the pioneer There's room at the top Do-wop do-wop Whatever comes tomorrow Happened yesterday Come with us The future's here to stay Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us We're the Devil's Dancers Swinging all the answers Dance with us Dance with us

`Oppenheimer Analysis: Men In White Coats`

Men in white coats Ring the changes Call us Fathers Call us strangers Men in white coats Making white heat Kill or cure you We know what is best for you Run just one more test for you We know what we're doing don't we We know what we're doing don't we Men in white coats Used to hiding In the spotlight Brightly shining Brainwave heatwave coming on Men in white coats can't go wrong We know what we're doing don't we We know what we're doing don't we Stripped down naked People question Power's ours without election Won't forget our broken promise Turn to gods for sweeter solace Don't ask questions Call us Fathers Loyal servants to your masters We know what is best for you Run just one more test for you We know what we're doing don't we We know what we're doing don't we Men in white coats Push the limits Count you down The final minutes Men in white coats Push the limits Count you down The final minutes Men in white coats Push the limits Count you down The final minutes

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