1. |
We Are So Far Away
03:27
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Owls Are Watching - We Are So Far Away
We are so far away,
Like a desert from the rain.
You thought that you knew me well.
I don’t wan to lie,
Like a spider to a butterfly
„Everything will end someday!”
Right now, this must has to come to an end!
Right now this will end!
You lie to yourself,
This isn’t working out.
I have to say it loud:
This is over !
The sparkle wont come,
We should be apart.
So I say; Goodbye!
Stop and think!
The Moon is turning red.
We have to decide our own fates!
I couldn’t believe when you said:
„I love you.”
Emotions are illusions…
Right now, this has to come to an end!
Right now this will end!
You lie to yourself,
This isn’t working out.
I have to say it loud:
This is over !
The sparkle wont come,
We should be apart.
So I say; Goodbye!
You lie to yourself,
This isn’t working out.
I have to say it loud:
This is over !
The sparkle wont come,
We should be appart.
So I say; Goodbye!
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2. |
Solitude
03:24
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Owls Are Watching - Solitude
As the devil smiles from the mass,
my veins are filling with rusty stress.
They say, that „You’re in the Capital”,
but there’s just millions of unknown people.
Hipocrites who just turn away,
live their life in a weird ballet.
Kicking everyone down, never looking back,
and Kissing up is just a selfish act.
The Wold is turning inside out, we are heading for the next blackout,
Disregard is a new religion, this is the garden of the falling ravens.
Solitude grows in our life,
And we don’t see the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Friends and Families are not the same,
Relationships becoming lame.
People are dying in the dark,
Separete ways tear them appart.
All of them are living souls,
Fighting their way to their goals.
Shiny sparkle at the end,
But we can’t reach it without a friend.
The Wold is turning inside out, we are heading for the next blackout,
Disregard is a new religion, this is the garden of the falling ravens.
Solitude grows in our life,
And we don’t see the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Solitude grows in our life,
And haven’t you thought the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Look around!
Look around!
Look around!
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3. |
Shadow-19
03:06
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Owls Are Watching - Shadow-19
When the Door gets open wide.
Stand up, grap your gun and fight.
Bullets are all over brushing the sky
Take a deep breath and try to survive.
First shelter reached and safe.
A moment of conscious shiver and blaze.
Fear bites deep inside the soul,
Step by step, this is how it goes.
Be Strong, Be Brave!
This is our last Fight,
Show what you can take
Be Stonrg, Be Brave!
You fight for your own Brothers,
And for your Grave.
The Soul is weak and the Hope is few,
Problems gather in your head, But you will make it through.
Clear your Head, and Clead your Eyes!
If you must die here,
smile while the others cry!
Be Strong, Be Brave!
This is our last Fight,
Show what you can take.
Be Stonrg, Be Brave!
You fight for your own Brothers,
And for your Grave.
Be Strong, Be Brave!
Be Strong, Be Brave!
Be Strong, Be Brave!
Be Strong, Be Brave!
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4. |
Steps Ahead
03:32
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Owls Are Watching - Steps Ahead
The engine’s roaring and the weels are squeeling,
It’s friday night and the road is shrinking,
Mothers are making something to eat,
But someones are still missing from their seats...
Factories shut and the economy’s dying,
Jobs are lost and the corrupcy’s thriving,
The young and the rich have left the place,
But for the others there only the dreams remains.
They are running to the West.
They are running from their Past.
We call this home, we were born here, but wont’t die all alone.
So take my hand, and make this place worth to live in.
Hope’s is not lost, but the roots are weakening.
Money is the goal, what everyone is dreaming.
Families are shattered, and spreaded through the regions,
Everyone’s an alien, searching for their freedom.
All of them are afraid of how to live their lives,
No one is safe from this false demise.
Your family’s still hoping, your hometown’s still standing,
Your old room’s still wainting, but you can either find a new!
They are running to the West.
They are running from their Past.
We call this home, we were born here, but wont’t die all alone.
So take my hand, and make this place worth to live in.
We call this home, we were born here, but wont’t die all alone.
So take my hand, and make this place worth to live in.
We call this home, we were born here, but wont’t die all alone.
So take my hand, and make this place worth to live in.
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5. |
Wrists Bound
02:20
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Owls Are Watching - Wrists Bound
From every angle you see an other piece of the picture,
Mud and dust covers the solid Gold.
We are the children of God.
We take our medicine.
We all have to die in something, nothing is pure nor is safe.
I would like to chose my own coffin nails.
We all have to die in something, we stand at the top of the ’chain.
But alrey theye are in me anyway.
The Laws are known but yet never written down,
Instincts fuel the actions at the dawn.
We are the children of God.
We take our medicine.
We all have to die in something, nothing is pure nor is safe.
I would like to chose my own coffin nail.
We all have to die in something, we stand at the top of the ’chain.
But alrey theye are in me anyway.
Greenbacks serves against our health and feeds the growing lie.
Profit increases and kills so many lifes.
We have to eat ’couse we have to stay alive,
Medication is our entire life.
We all have to die in something, nothing is pure nor is safe.
I would like to chose my own coffin nail.
We all have to die in something, we stand at the top of the ’chain.
But alrey theye are in me anyway.
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6. |
Gasman
03:15
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Owls Are Watching - Gasman
Radio shocked through the fire tonight.
He’s called the Gasman, he will blow up the town.
Bonfire burns, like neon in the nigh.
He’s called the Gasman, he will blow up the town.
Seeking for revenge with a lighter in his hand,
He’s called the Gasman, He will roast the beef tonight.
Stampedeing through the street with a vicious laugh.
He’s called the Gasman, He will roast the beef tonight.
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
The Gasman is coming, No one will return!
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
Feel the fire, No one will return!
The City of evil is now burning bright.
It’s called the Gasman, he Brought us the light.
The tanks are leaking, and the smell is frightening’.
It’s called the Gasman, he Brought us the lightening.
Everyone is a Sinner and they have to die,
It’s called the Gasman, he is judging us tonight.
Sneaks into the Stadium and blows up the whole crowd.
It’s called the Gasman, he is judging us tonight.
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
The Gasman is coming, No one will return!
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
Feel the fire, No one will return!
We are Sinners,
We are Cheaters,
We are Everything but not Fucking Brothers!
We are Siners,
We are Cheaters,
We are Everything but not Fucking Brothers.
I’m Proud, I’m Proud, I’m Proud of you!
I’m Proud, I’m Proud, I’m Proud of you, and you, and you!
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
The Gasman is coming, No one will return!
Burn Bonfire, burn Bonfire, Burn!
Feel the fire, No one will return!
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7. |
Angels and Demons
01:48
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Owls Are Watching – Angels & Demons
Lingering in our dreams,They haunt and offer deadly deals.
Waking up at early nights, Feeling horribly mortal and down.
Ancient War is above our heads, Couldn’t be solved with only meds.
Faith is needed to open your eyes, Pure love could end these cries.
Angels and Demons,
Money couldn’t solve our problmes.
Wings are similar, but not the same,
Eating my wings will make me tame.
Strech your eyes and gaze the satars,Feel the fire in your heart.
Cold fear bites at 3 Am,Know the demons are awake again.
But one is always by your side,Helping against them through your life.
Peaces of the Eden, Are scattered around everywhere.
Angels and Demons,
Money couldn’t solve our problmes.
Wings are similar, but not the same,
Eating my wings will make me tame.
Everyone is going. (Going)
But no one is coming back. (Back)
We said we saw the World? (World)
Have you? So think it back!?
See right through the fog. (Fog)
Measure your own life, (Life)
Throw away the hate, (Hate)
And lock it in the light!
Conquer all your fears, (Fears)
Watch into there eyes, (Eyes)
One step every day, (Day)
And you will over rise!
Feel the love of your Family. (Family)
Feel the love of your Friends. (Friends)
Feel the love of your life. (Life)
Lock them in, for a prosper life from Now!
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8. |
Escaping
03:46
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Owls Are Watching - Escaping
Beneath the eyes that what we see
There is a world where we want to bee
But underneath the illusion,
The new world order is the retribution.
Beneath the eyes that what we see,
There is a World where we want to be.
From cotton suits to cigarettes,
To filthy dreams with no regrets.
Delusion that we wear a mask!
Escaping from the rest...
What is it you are escaping from?
What is it you are waiting for?
Dark and grey living,
We need the colours even more!
Tv series and fancy books,
These are the instruments of the lying crooks.
False desires to leave the past,
While we empty our lives for the rest.
Something is wrong with our present life,
Everyone is leaving time to time.
What is it you are escaping from?
What is it you are waiting for?
Dark and grey living,
We need the colours even more!
What is it you are escaping from?
What is it you are waiting for?
What is it you are escaping from?
What is it you are waiting for?
Dark and grey living,
We need the colours even more!
What is it you are escaping from?
What is it you are waiting for?
Come to the ligh, see the sight.
Grab my hand and open your mind.
Come, come, come to the light.
Grab my hand colour our life!
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