1. |
Freedom In Hell
05:19
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Wailing wind and blazing sun
I taste my blood and hold a gun
I know this place yet I feel lost
On thirst and famine I have been forged
I got my freedom in hell
I ride the dunes I reign the wells
I got freedom in hell
Silent plains and burning dust
The desert sleeps within my hand
The shaman’s song comes quake the earth
My barren womb can still hold birth
I got my freedom in hell
I ride the dunes I reign the wells
I got freedom in hell
Amidst your killing fields I stand
Barefoot onto the scorching sand
I am the one I am the chosen
And in my land your time yields frozen
A yellow snake sleeps on my arm
Of dying breed the last I am
For those that were and those to come
I got the freedom in my hand
I got my freedom in hell
I ride the dunes I reign the wells
I got freedom in hell
I got my freedom in hell
I ride the dunes I reign the wells
I got freedom in hell
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2. |
Stoned Goddess
05:42
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You say I’m made of darkness
And pray for me to light
underdog tuned to madness
I’m running through the night
I’m warm and wet between my thighs
I get you high while I fall
I scream to kill your laughter
But no one hears my call
Your stoned goddess I have been
Come cheap and handy as I lean
Your stoned goddess get me high get me low
Talk to me dirty and I’ll glow
You crushed my sober statue
And built an altar to confess
You got me marble wasted
While my decline is your success
You wore me liquid shackles
And fed me joy with pills
Quiet enough to handle
Your princess on a leash
Your stoned goddess I have been
Come cheap and handy as I lean
Your stoned goddess get me high get me low
Talk to me dirty and I’ll glow
Your stoned goddess I am
Your stoned goddess here I come
Your stoned goddess get me high get me low
Turn off the lights for my show
Invade me deep and feed me lies
Don’t give an damn about the tears in my eyes
Invade me deep and tight my chains
Come pour some liquor in my veins
Your stoned goddess I have been
Come cheap and handy as I lean
Your stoned goddess get me high get me low
Talk to me dirty and I’ll glow
Your stoned goddess I am
Your stoned goddess here I come
Your stoned goddess get me high get me low
Turn off the lights for my show
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3. |
These Blues
05:09
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These blues are mine, leftovers of my kind
These blues are played, on my depart will stay
These blues are flame, that burn inside my pain
These blues like rain, will flow while I drain
These blues are paid with sweat and blood on stage
These blues I owe to those I got my own
These blues are ink, they’re dancing on my skin
These blues are stain, and destined to remain
You can feel you can cry
still these blues ain’t yours they are mine
Cut me deep open wide
Got these blues hardwired to my spine
These blues you said are noose around my neck
These blues you think will lead me to my end
These blues my friend are born on my demise
These blues are light, the light when I go blind
You can feel you can cry
still these blues ain’t yours they are mine
Cut me deep open wide
Got these blues hardwired to my spine
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4. |
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Walking miles inside your cell
Figuring out a dissolution
A swollen monkey screaming out
On your back
Counting down remaining days
Days that no one will remember
Bend your knees and pray
To the ghost of revolutions past
You know what to do
You don't have to think about it
Preach and recruit
The armies of sun
Please don't forget
Their myth will collapse
As soon as your imagination
Will beat your hesitation
And rule
Breaking down sealed doors
Dancing frenzy on fire
Then unleash the hungry dogs
You can’t run
Some will never understand
Some will mock you and disgrace you
Some will praise you like a god
In a demon-guarded land
You know what to do
You don't have to think about it
Preach and recruit
The armies of sun
Please don't forget
Their myth will collapse
As soon as your imagination
Will beat your hesitation
And rule
You know what to do
You don't have to think about it
Preach and recruit
The armies of sun
Please don't forget
Their myth will collapse
As soon as your imagination
Will beat your hesitation
And rule
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5. |
I am
05:31
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My heart is racing, my feet are dead
My head is blazing, my hands just melt
My youth gone wasted, did not foresee
My life suspended, is all I’ve ever been
My body is aching but pain is good
Comes to remind me, that thing I could
Give me my crimson, my mask of wrath
The one that’s shading my righteous path
Put on my thick black cold mask of war
The one that turns me in a wrecking ball
My body is aching but pain is good
Comes to remind me that thing I could
And life is lying and lies are good
‘Cause truth is so much harder than it should
My body is aching but pain is good
Comes to remind me that thing I could
And life is lying and lies are good
‘Cause truth is so much harder than it should
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6. |
Turn
05:17
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I viewed myself as no one
Not worthy to be heard
I craved to be rejected
Was chained inside my head
Outnumbered by my losses
I’ve left my wings to burn
Exhausted by my uses
Too broken to repair
So hard to take a turn
Free fall inside myself
While drowning in affliction
I saw your lending hand
You said “I will release you”
Your agony will end
I gasped for air for ages
I longed to be pulled out
My burden now is mine though
My saviour is myself
So hard to take a turn
Free fall inside myself
Those voices swarm my heard
Am I gonna make it
Am I gonna take a turn?
So hard to take a turn
Free fall inside myself
Those voices swarm my heard
Am I gonna make it
Am I gonna take a turn?
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7. |
Mariners
07:05
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When we reached the shoreline
We saw the light on the horizon
A new dawn were cracking
Row on, row on
A sky full of black clouds
Waves kept getting higher and higher
Cold rain drenching our bones
Breathe in, breathe out
A new revelation
Is all that we were promised
Raving, craving for a better world
Confronting chaos
Longer than we expected
Days of rage come
Who can see the end?
We kept looking forward
With nothing to say to each other
The boat went on sinking
Stay on stay on
Without explanation
With nothing but fear deep in our hearts
The rags of our nations
Itching our skins
A new revelation
Is all that we were promised
Raving, craving for a better world
Confronting chaos
Longer than we expected
Days of rage come
Who can see the end?
A new revelation
Is all that we were promised
Raving, craving for a better world
Confronting chaos
Longer than we expected
Days of rage come
Who can see the end?
A new revelation
Is all that we were promised
Raving, craving for a better world
Confronting chaos
Longer than we expected
Days of rage come
Who can see the end?
When we reached the shoreline
We saw the light on the horizon
A new dawn were cracking
Row on, row on
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8. |
Under Them Stones
06:50
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A day’s walk from my creator
Short breathed I plea
Walk his line of fire
If he’s to spare my seed
Under them stones I lay
Old dreams delayed
Rough edged and misbehaved
Under them stones, paid
The choices I’ve made
A night’s talk with my creator
Faith wired I bleed
Walk his line of fire
If he’s to spare my seed
Under them stones I lay
Old dreams delayed
Rough edged and misbehaved
Under them stones, paid
The choices I’ve made
Under them stones I lay
Old dreams delayed
Rough edged and misbehaved
Under them stones, paid
The choices I’ve made
My need, my creed,
My hunger to believe
My strength, my breath,
Under them stones I kept
My need, my creed,
My hunger to believe
My strength, my breath,
Under them stones I kept
Them broken pieces of myself
Under them stones decay
Shipwrecks I used to sail
My lovers, friends and shame
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Blind Sun Athens, Greece
Blind Sun is a band based in Athens, Greece.
Members are:
Vocs: Xanthippie
Papadopoulou
Guitars: Marios Kassianos & Kostas Kotsiras
Bass: Nick Tountas
Drums: Kostas Papakostas
(Angelos Psylas plays drums on this recording)
Recorded at Made In Hell Studios in Athens
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