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The black city's calling
Don't know how to get in
My head spinning and stalling
I'm staring at the ceiling
Looking back at a painful past
It's there and you see it
Shaken up but it's changing fast
You're getting stronger and you feel it
Do it! Do it!
Stand up while you're living
Get it, get it...
in your head!
The insignificance of time
Fall back upon what you know
Seems right, but there's something
There's knocking on the door below
Remember all you've been loving
Thinking that you're really great
See your face in the mirror
Realise that it's all too late
Now you see things clearer
Do it! Do it!
Stand up while you're living
Get it, get it...
in your head!
The insignificance of time
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Hard Times (Naked)
03:29
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Find the line
Seek intentions
Your heart is cold
Strong belief
We need no trust
Apprehensive
We compromise
No relief
Carry the cross
Delicious burden
To analyse
Human life
Electro brain
is taking over
We surrender
Feelingless
Try to stay alive, you know
It's your life to stay alive
For you remain reluctant to the voice of god
who says no-one is to fight the system
Tracking slaves
I'm number one
Soundwaves
The damage done
To senseless lives
And fading masses
Of stupid people
Who disregard
Our love is strong
Feel its power
Minds attacked
And neuralised
Discipline
No counteraction
A computer's dream
of hard times
Try to stay alive, you know
It's your life to stay alive
For you remain reluctant to the voice of god
who says no-one is to fight the system
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Hit me, that's what you do
Kick me, you love it too
You call me stupid, You call me stupid
But you can do better
There comes a time, when nothing's left
Consumed, my mind is dead
I'm no more use to you, no more use to you
Like a toy, without regret
I'm cold, it's raining on
Abandoned, everyone's gone
There is a way out, there is a way out
No more fear
I am stronger than you
Time lingers on
I woke up, you haven't won
You called me stupid, you called me stupid
But I can do better
Every bruise became a shield
Every scar, I'll never yield
You're no more use to me, you're no more use to me
You were a toy, I have no regret
See who's laughing now
You're abandoned anyhow
There is a way out, there is a way out
No more fear
I am stronger than you
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Looking back at your old story
Thinking about that choice you made
Seemed so sensible a priori
But it changed your life in every way
No more turn back
Break free from heaven, break free from hell
Cut loose the chains and break the spell
Keep your head up
Time to be fearless
Time to be reckless
The darkness of the sky when you remember (you will)
That life wasn't as bright on the other side
But no matter what don't surrender
Future becomes what you decide
Looking ahead
Break free from heaven, break free from hell
Cut loose the chains and break the spell
Keep your head up
Time to be fearless
Time to be reckless
Freedom at last
Time to be fearless
Not chained to the past
Absoluteness
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Pro Patria Canossa, Italy
Belgian origin Pro Patria was founded in 1988 by Peter V. (aka PVC). Out of the collaboration with CCP arose "Quod Erat
Demonstrandum" in 1997. Unfortunately, CCP faced bankruptcy and personal trouble meant the end.
In 2017 Peter was invited to play at the Familientreffen festival, which motivated him to produce "Back to Basics". In 2019 Pro Patria released its 3rd full album "Executioner".
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