Phlebotomized
Pain, Resistance, Suffering



1. It Will Pass...


2. Pain, Resistance, Suffering

The world is upside down
No resistance anymore
The bridge is open, the room is empty
Can you feel it through your veins?

Pain, resistance, suffering
Pain, resistance, suffering

You've got to ride the main road
Often we're distracted
It always ends up the hard way
Don't walk that isle again!

Pain, resistance, suffering
Pain, resistance, suffering

Just in front of you, an ideal state of awakening
Surpass the fears, take things over
The balance between right and wrong within reach!

Pain, resistance, suffering
Pain, resistance, suffering

Suffering!


3. No Surrender

Cut the roots of this endless tree,
that's hidden inside of me
Cut the strain, growing pain, a moving train,
becoming a part of thee

As we speak, my mind unfolds, a veil of thoughts, the things that went all wrong
Conversations, so unreal, your role my role,
I shouldn't have to say

No surrender, no surrender

It nearly took all life away
It nearly took my breath away

No surrender, no surrender

Keep your motherfucking hands of my dreams
It's my life, my dive, everything!

Broken dreams, everything
Broken dreams, everything
Broken dreams

Broken dreams like shattered glass, make wrong perspectives and learn from them
Different colors, different shapes
Pick up the pieces before you go to grass

No surrender, no surrender

It nearly took all life away
It nearly took my breath away

No surrender, no surrender

Keep your motherfucking hands off my dreams
It's my life, my dive, everything!

Transform the future in something nice
Don't just sit there, believe but pay the price of the deeds that make me sick
Why oh why, is it so hard to say

No surrender, no surrender

It nearly took all life away
It nearly took my breath away

No surrender, no surrender

Keep your motherfucking hands of my dreams
It's my life, my dive, everything!


4. Beheaded Identity

Fifteen years old
And still a boy

Killed by violent nature
An insane act

The golden globe goes out to stupidity
Lack of responsibility and disrespect for life

Beheaded identity, martyr of the century
A model for next generations,
A statue in all nations

A statue in all nations

In this life, keep falling but fight back,
Keep on track
In this life, you hold your own past on your back

Still believe in what's right
Don't mind the dead ends

They're showing directions,
Blindfolding and blocking your sight
Blocking our sight!

Beheaded identity, martyr of the century
A model for next generations,
A statue in all nations

In this life, keep falling but fight back,
Keep on track
In this life, you hold your own past on your back

Still believe in what's right
Don't mind the dead ends

They're showing directions,
blindfolding and blocking your sight
Blocking our sight!

The golden globe goes out to stupidity
Lack of responsibility and disrespect for life

Beheaded identity, martyr of the century
A model for next generations,
A statue in all nations!


5. You Have No IDea

Your deliverance is our inheritance
Believe in your own lies, in God we trust?

What is this you've put us?
What will be your next lie?
What's the time in your head?
You trust no one but yourself!

Yourself!

You have no idea... (Fool!)
You have no idea... (Fool!)
You have no idea... (Fool!)

You have no idea!


6. Collusion Starts Here

Can you smell it in the air?
Your hair, clothes and sweat
They say collusion starts here
No one is taken care of

'Is that true?' The criticaster speaks
Not for himself or his brothers
He's one of those, making a lot of money
Speaking from his tower, that's easy you know

Money's nice, but fame is even nicer,
but collusion starts here, collusion starts here!
Money's nice, but fame is even nicer,
but collusion starts here, collusion starts here!

Can you smell it in the air?
Your hair, clothes and sweat
They say collusion starts here
Look around and you will know

Is that true?' The common man speaks
Not for himself or his brothers
Money's nice, fame's nicer
Speaking out his visions, the ones which will save us all

Money's nice, but fame is even nicer,
but collusion starts here, collusion starts here!
Money's nice, but fame is even nicer,
but collusion starts here, collusion starts here!

This state of denial
This state of denial a threat to us all
Causing all these problems
Look around and you will know
To really see what's going on
Takes a lot more than we do
Unite our visions, the ones which will save us all

Can you smell it? In the air... Can you smell it?
Can you smell it? In the air... Can you smell it?
Can you smell it? In the air... Can you smell it?
Can you smell it?


7. GPS (Global Problems Served)

The garden full of weeds
The woods full of trees
The town full of needs
The sea bleeds
The air sowing a growing disease called greed

Not knowing which direction it will choose
Full of surprises
Earth is heating up its belly
Desperate to awake

Disturbed and anxious to retreat
Inventing more problems we can bare!

Global positioning systems, watching the sick
Too old to be locked up, still dangerous a man walks
A little child, playing in the garden
Playing in the woods, playing in town
Cannot see the difference between good and evil
When evil, evil hides itself

Lock up the sick, repeating their crimes
To save the kids before they grab them

Diving and swimming along with amazing creatures
The sea is unveiling its precious treasures
The air full of life, fly towards their death
And we march to ours...

Lock up the sick, repeating their crimes
To save the kids before they grab them

Global problems served
Global problems served
Global problems served
Global problems served...



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