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Mind
04:49
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Delusions, fake emotions struggle for vision time
There's no more controversion, because it's all so unkind
We know we only have to keep our head up high
But who are you to judge the apathy of live and die?
So why do we live our lives in pain?
Why do we spend our time in vain?
It's all here for nothing
The dying of the mind
Hoohaa, we live for passion, passion to be free
But you should watch your unfaithful attitude it's so sickening to me
It's time to face the conflict, the conflict of body and mind
It's time we change mentality or we stay ever blind
So why do we live our lives in pain?
Why do we spend our time in vain?
It's all here for nothing
The dying of the mind
Hoohaa, we live for passion, passion to be free
A strain on the tension we must hold so anxiously
Hoohaa, we live for passion, passion to be free, o no
Hoohaa, we live for passion, passion to be free
Believe in life is something we must bear eternally
Hoohaa
So why do we live our lives in pain?
Why do we spend our time in vain?
It's all here for nothing
The dying of the mind
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2. |
Error
02:53
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What do you think you're doing
with all these bad thoughts on your mind?
Life is much too beautiful
If only we could find it in your mind
Get me to another place
Your will cannot resist it
The flames are crawling to your body
You fall back on your knees for justice
Oh no, the knife cuts deeper than you would have guessed
Protection is now imminent
But where do you think you'll find it?
What do you think you're doing
with all these bad thoughts on your mind?
Life is much too beautiful
If only we could find it in your mind
The answer to all the questions
Nobody seems to care
Living in small and selfish worlds
We are all separated
Oh no, you will feel the pain
It's all around you
But you close your eyes, why bother?
What do you think you're doing
Life is much too beautiful
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3. |
Pro Patria
04:03
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Pro Patria
Know that you're saying
Know that you're doing
That you're being
Know that you're hurting
No-one cares for living
We all like to die
Dying for the nation
We like to die
Pro Patria
Know that you're saying
Know that you're doing
That you're being
Know that you're hurting
No-one cares for living
We all like to die
Dying for the nation
We like to die
Pro Patria
We don't care to live
We like to die
We like the nation
Last time
No-one cares for living
We all like to die
Dying for the nation
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4. |
Caedes
04:11
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Just you see what the feeling is like
to betray science and the reason of life
For all counts sound of mind
So cut that sh*t; don't believe it's fine
There's one truth and it's not in god
Higher powers, know it's fraud
So use your brains don't be insane
Combat lies, that's the game
Astrology, don't f*ck with me
Your mind is free, just follow me
Oh can't you see, believe in me
You come with me, you follow me
Paranormal activities to fool dumb extremities
We know better and we know worse
So why should we go to church?
Religion makes you diseased
Just think and get your mind appeased
Intelligence means released
We are one and we are pleased
Let them drop, don't let them show
Just get on top, not down below
Oh can't you see, believe in me
You come with me, you follow me
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5. |
Hard Times
04:50
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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
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 analise 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
Sound waves
The damage done
To senseless lives and fading masses
Of stupid people who disregard
Our love is strong
Feel its power
Minds attacked and neurolised
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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6. |
Spasmatic Movements
03:33
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Circles of damage
It fires too
'cause no-one hurts and no-one will do
For your reaction time is falling
It is falling to the descent point of your luxurious lives
Your live that shattered all of the good points
All the bad points for survival, those were not compulsory for you
You make convulsions
Have power to control
Spasms, spasmatic movements
Should go
Circles of damage
It fires too
And feel it creeping inside your head
'cause no-one can survive it
That is not compulsory
For your reaction time is falling
It is falling to the descent point of your luxurious lives
Your lives that shattered all of the good points for you
You make convulsions
Have power to control
Spasms, spasmatic movements
Should go
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7. |
Distortion Sector v2.0
03:03
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The time has come and we feel free
Computing and machinery
For comfort slaughter the defender
Oh it really can all seem so tender
The final trust has stopped to be
Meaningful of injury
Technology will make the day
Just listen what it has to say... to me
Now hear the nation spread the words
Illusions that it can't get hurt
We all can still be so confused
Deranged, distorted or abused
Diseases should be made extinct, hey
We have the power just to do that
Fight for future and for life
Science is your only knife... to me
To me
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8. |
Ad Mortem
03:30
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Quo usque tandem abutere, Catilina, patientia nostra?
Quam diu etiam furor iste tuus nos eludet?
Quem ad finem sese effrenata iactabit audacia?
Nihilne te nocturnum praesidium Palati, urbis vigiliae,
nihil timor populi, nihil concursus bonorum omnium,
nihil hic munitissimus habendi senatus locus,
nihil horum ora voltusque moverunt?
Patere tua consilia non sentis?
Constrictam iam horum omnium scientia teneri coniurationem tuam non vides?
Quid proxima, quid superiore nocte egeris,
ubi fueris, quos convocaveris, quid consilii ceperis,
quem nostrum ignorare arbitraris?
O tempora, o mores!
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9. |
Quid Taces?
03:36
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Recognise me finally
You know that I watch you,
that you seek what I undo,
I undo what you feed
I know you've been together,
with all your companions of the night,
of the acid rain you have to spoil your lives with
There's no more disguise
There's no more escape
I will find you this time
You may try to run
You may try to hide
Are you still denying?
Quid taces?
I'll prove it, if you deny it
I'll see that you'll hear it
For you're all here present now,
all the ones that were with you
What's this world you're living in?
What's this nation worth for you?
What's this nation worth for you?
For you
Quid taces?
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Come with me into the coming picture
Walls of concrete and fascist lies
freedom of speech and racial mixture
We don't care, we don't care?
Come with me into the coming picture
The image of truth in desert towns
Extermination, new world disorder
We don't care, we don't care?
We compromise
We get it wrong
We fertilise
For a right-hand's song
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11. |
Manslayer
04:22
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There is a manslayer, marching through the fields
Nothing will stop it from spreading the disease
Destruction of man is what it's fighting for
It's killing for pleasure, no way we can ignore
There is a manslayer
It smells the flesh
Starts the fire
Extends the heat
Controls desire
There is a manslayer
Smells the flesh
Smells the flesh
There is a manslayer
It smells the flesh
Starts the fire
Extends the heat
Controls desire
Commandos locked
Seeks the target
Inferno shocks
Blind off
Starts the fire
Controls desire
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NOISE
Your mind is conscience
Your lies are memories
Don't shout
Don't shout
Don't shout
There's too much noise in here
There's too much noise in here
There's hate for reason
Anarchy to the machine
You come
You come
You come
But don't come in here
Don't come in here
Your peace is green
With long hair
Live like Neanderthal
Don't shout
Don't shout
Don't shout
There's too much noise in here
There's too much noise in here
Intelligence is the keyword,
against deterioration of mankind
Let no drugs rule the fire,
that's installed right in your mind
There's too much noise
There's too much noise in here
Intelligence is the keyword,
against deterioration of mankind
Let no drugs rule the fire,
that's installed right in your mind
JUMP TO NOWHERE
Standing in the door
Don't know what I'm looking for
This is the real thing
Oh this is the real thing
Standing in the door
That's what I am looking for
This is the real thing
Oh, this is the real thing
Red light is burning
Gonna take the final step towards you
I jump to nowhere
I jump to nowhere
Red light's out
Taken the final step towards you
I jump to nowhere
I jump to nowhere
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Parachute open!
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Pro Patria Canossa, Italy
Belgian origin Pro Patria was founded in 1988 by Peter V. (aka PVC). After achieving some success in the nineties, their first CD "Quod Erat Demonstrandum" remained unpublished after the bankruptcy of their record label and the band disappeared for 15 years. In 2017 they returned, however, and have since then produced 5 full albums. ... more
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