All lyrics by Martin Ferro-Thomsen
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Shelter is the Prison
Rest uneasy, this trembling night
Look down, boy…
You caught the bird, not the flight
They say hunger eats itself in time
I die starving, I die fine
Shelter is the prison
Shelter is the prison
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SuperReplicator
Lyrics by Hans Landgreen and Martin Ferro-Thomsen
Short take off and landing
Miserable we are standing here
We had to stop before we blew the crowds
Stop before we blew the crowds
And if you knew this
iI you knew this all along
That with my guitars
We could play the drums
With the keyboards on
We could beam the bomb
Rough take off and ranting
Miserable we are landing here
We had to stop before we hit the clouds
Stop before we hit the clouds
And if you blew this
If you blew this in the end
So with all these scars
We would feel so numb
And with one last song
We could sleep for long
We could loose this fight to better men
Loose this fight to better men
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Wind Jacket
I'll put to sleep what never woke
put down what never rose
They eat their own
what savage am I?
I'll give you this for free;
if you want it, it'll cost you
everything
It's my jacket and I wear it loud
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Claymore 64
Frag faces overlook the killing zone
Daisy chained for shrapnel showers
"Front Toward Enemy"
"Front Toward Enemy"
Funeral party on wheels approaches
Tiger technology provided for the people
Celebrating death when it happens
Celebrating death when it happens
Remotely triggered but strikes so near
A pale procession relays my fear
Claymore 64
Claymore 64
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Mescal Margarita
You know that black snow
Just owns more character
A perfect circle is a perfect lie
This machine breeds desire
It might be overkill
But at least there will be casualties
Mescal Margarita
Mescal Margarita
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Death by Learning, Death by Doing
Connect the dots
Draws a life
Connect the dots
Draws a knife
This was it, the finest hour
So it should be, so it would be
If it wasn't for the years that beat my face
With paper cuts of insight
You'll make it, friend, don't worry
Step by step, number by number
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Tefau ohne Laut
You pick yourself up in the morning
Sexy fish reek at dawn
An image shatters on the terrazzo
This makeup never fit that face anyway
It's a living room without the life
And it's the man behind the glass
Tefau ohne Laut, Tefau ohne Laut
Science ended in theory; insight clouded by metaphors; suspense broken up as poetry. Why did I try so hard? The gentle outline of the hills, the palm of night on my restless heart tells me so much more.*
* Adaptation from A. Camus: Absurd Walls
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No rest in Restaurants
A thought so deep
It scars your mind
A sight so sombre
No needles
Can close your eyes
There is no rest in restaurants
No sleep in hotels
You pay to stay here
But you're (not) free to leave
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You Build It, I Break It
You are perfect, just perfect, and dear
Bleached and skinny, hardly even there
Yet you crush me with your body
Your silence cries like wind and rain
Never cruel, just feels like it
Please, mama, no pain
I guess you build it and I just break it
I'll hit the kerb, sooner than you wish
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