1. |
War Is Peace
13:03
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OVERTURE
THE CALL
You there!
In your comfy golden throne
Let’s make a shiny and brand new war
For the same stupid reasons
The same people will follow
The same will be burned
For the human race
War is a birthmark
Would you want to get your money now?
CHOIR
War is Peace
Love is Cash
War is Cash
Love is Peace
Peace is War
Cash is Love
Cash is War
Peace is Love
Cash is all
Is all I need
All is God!!!
WAR IS PEACE - Part I
War brings peace, don’t be sad
Because the ones you love disappeared
And you, terrified, are running away
Don’t be sad
War brings peace
JE SUIS LA GUERRE - Part I
Je suis la Guerre
Enchantée de faire votre connaissance!
- Valkyries’ Choice I -
The violence encircles you around
Souls who only know how to kill or die
An unusual desire hangs over them
They exist side by side with you, at war
WAR IS PEACE - Part II
Don’t you be sad, for war brings peace
All you love was shattered around you
And you, tantalized, still running away
Don’t be sad
War brings peace
JE SUIS LA GUERRE - Part II
- Valkyries’ Choice II -
Valkyries fly over the scorched earth
Souls who only know how to kill or die
It’s useless to explain that killing is wrong
They can only see the glory of victory
WAR IS PEACE - Part III
Don’t be sad, war always brings peace
Now all you love has gone away…
And you, even scared, won't run away... anymore…
Don’t ever be sad
War has brought peace to you
WAR IS PEACE - Part IV
War is anger
Anger is passion
Passion is the life force
And it’s also what keeps you alive
If it were not true… (not true?)
What would be the reason
For so many killed in war
In the name of peace?
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2. |
Shut Up And Shoot!!!
06:36
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“Kalashnikov: promoting peace and calm.”
The day a weapon saves a life
That very same weapon takes another
When a war is considered just
This war is never about justice
When killing is justified to protect
No one is really protected
Everyone is threatened
At night when you get home
After kissing your family, you’re all alone
You open your own death locker
And find your own stalker
Dear warlords
This song is for you
I hope you like it
‘Cos I don’t like you
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3. |
On Bibles And Cannons
05:04
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The year was 1890
On December, 29th
Wounded Knee, South Dakota
Was where my tribe faced its fate
The USS 7th Cavalry
Following their orders
Had to stop our Ghost Dance
Our ritual was taken as an act of war
We, Lakota, did not perceive
And then, for ignoring the request
To lay down our weapons
An unstoppable reaction began
CHORUS I
The land was ours
They gave us books
With bibles and cannons
Our lives... and lands... they took...
Remember, the name “Lakota”
Means "Friend”
Tragedy settled in our lands
And made the ground tremble
So this nation always proud
Was slaughtered to the ground
The total disrespect for the dead
Opened the way for our souls
Bodies left in a snowstorm
Left in the damp to harden like stones
On that sad, shameful day were killed
Many innocent ones
A not so courageous behavior
Of so-called honored “white men“
CHORUS II
The land was theirs
We gave them books
With rifles, bibles and cannons
Their lives... and lands... we took...
300 slain!
Red Cloud, you can rest for now
Just remember, the name “Lakota”
Still means "Friend"
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4. |
The Yellow Cloud
06:19
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“The sight of a comrade being shattered
The hearing of cries of the wounded
The smell of rotten human flesh
The touch on the lifeless skin
The taste of fear in the guts
The expected outcome”
“The Rules of Chivalry
The Rules of Engagement
Only exist to be broken…
In that day of December 19th, 1915
We, the dead, didn’t know this could happen”
A soldier shouts:
“Hey, look! That yellow smoke coming from the hill…”
A yellow line of clouds invaded the trenches.
Bringing a sweet pineapple aroma
with a touch of pepper
GAS!
We coughed
Our burning throats
And red blurred eyes
It’s hard to breathe
As under that yellow sea I saw them drowning
Almost erased by time
As something so trifling
You see our faces and our bodies
Digging old photos on fast computers
You sense about our fate In this distant past
Another gas attack
Now it’s the turn of the Germans to turn on the British
The cloud spread out
Around one thousand casualties
And one hundred deaths
It seems just another account
Of war losses
But that was not all
Remember us as human beings
Killed in a war with no limits
If it happened once
It can happen again
We still cough
Our throats still burn
Our eyes keep blurred
It's always hard to breathe
As under that yellow sea
A feeling of eternal drowning…
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5. |
A Handful Of Hope
04:36
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Nanjing, China, on any day between 1937-38
They took him every day
To break rocks in a quarry
In his land, now raped
But now, thinking is dangerous
Even so, he was very lucky
Way back is always perilous
A small handful of rice, like sand
The most important thing in his life
Exhausted, he gets back to his family
Huddling around the fire beside his barrack
Waiting for the rice porridge to be ready
To mitigate family's hunger, almost nothing
A japanese military slowly approached
Making his way for the bonfire
He looked with a fierce hatred towards us
And started to urinate in our food
Nothing was said, eyes down to the floor
Their lives are so threatened, all day long
Anything could be a pretext for a bullet to the head
And he kept urinating, the longest pee in the world
We never looked at his face, those bright eyes
He whistled some song, he was happy
And when he was satisfied and left
We ate our spicy food, quietly
他們每天都把他帶走。
在採石場裡破岩
在她的土地上, 現在被強姦了
但現在思考是危險的。
即使如此, 他還是非常幸運。
回來的路總是危險的。
一小把米飯, 像沙子
他生命中最重要的事
精疲力竭, 他回到了家人的家
擠在他的軍營旁的爐火旁
等待米粥準備好。
為了減輕家庭的饑餓, 幾乎什麼都沒有。
一名日本軍方慢慢靠近
為篝火讓路
他帶著對我們的強烈仇恨看著我們
並開始在他們的食物中小便,
什麼也沒說, 眼睛盯著地板。
他們的生命整天都受到如此大的威脅。
任何事情都是頭部中彈的藉口
他不停地小便, 世界上最長的尿
我們從來沒有看過他的臉, 那明亮的眼睛
他吹口哨唱了幾聲歌, 他很高興
當他滿意地離開的時候
我們以安靜的方式吃辛辣的食物
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6. |
Block 24, First Floor
18:15
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I. 43, Two roads
II. Seelah
Liebe hat mich verlaßen
Hat mich verlaßen
Liebe hat mich verlaßen
Hat mich verlaßen
Hat mich verlaßen
Two roads, two roads
Liebe hat mich verlaßen
Das Leben der Männer "liberaler" gestalten
Sexuelle Erleichterung als Stimulus
Für bessere Leistung und Kraft nutzen -
Dies war das ziel von Block 24, erste Etage:
Das Bordell von Auschwitz
III. The Necklace - The Waltz of Smiles
Liebe
Two roads
Liebe
Two roads
The necklace, the necklace
Despite these efforts, these plans came to naught
The workers mostly could not stand an intercourse
Maybe the women were encircled by the scent of death...
Almost 35,000 died in vain this way
IV. Liebe - The Waltz of Hope
And feelings
True caresses
Even if, for a minute
Had no place there
Love never paid a visit
To Block 24, First Floor
V. Love Killed Me
Love killed me, love killed me, now I’m done
How could it happen to me?
And my cause of death was its complete absence
My cause of death, its complete absence
Love killed me, love killed me, now I’m gone
Why did it happen to me?
But I still love you, I still love you Love, my Love
Maybe you surrender yourself
To someone else who needed more than I, more than I
More than me, more than me
Love killed me, love killed me, love killed me
But I still love you Love, my Love
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Under a big blue sky
At Hiroshima
August 6, 1945
People and their busy days
Streets full of people
People full of life
Life shining out
To put an end
To an endless war
Some ¨wise¨ men decided
To kill even more…
For this insane task
They called a mother
Enola Tibbets, Paul's mother
And her unborn child, Little Boy!
CHORUS I
Enola, what the hell will you do?
Enola, are you whispering death?
And the world thinks of you in horror
As you, Enola, Paul and Little Boy
Plan the mission
With affection
(Takeoff sounds of B-29 bomber "Enola Gay”)
So with the whole family
Enola took off with Paul
Almost in labor of Little Boy
Flying to a fearful delivery
Her flight escort couldn’t be
More appropriate
The Great Artiste and
Necessary Evil
Cross the clouds
Quite a curious match...
When the time came
Little Boy was born
With an intense and blinding white flash
A deafening noise of a thunderstorm
A heat vanishing flesh and bones
And a flower...
When the sky burned
There was nothing left
But this was exactly the plan
To show potential scenarios
But the wise men couldn’t foresee
The future…
Vaporized instantly, shadows
Turned into ashes, pure carbon
Unrecognizable, scary spectres
Crying loudly
Hopeless people...
CHORUS II
Enola, what the hell did you do?
Enola, you, the whisper of death
We’ll never forget about you
You and your crazy boys
Fulfilled the mission
With perfection
What a frightening boy!
Congratulations, mother Enola
But let me ask you a question
Are you thinking of…
Another child?
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8. |
Likasi
05:13
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It's a very hot day
In a damn warm country
Ireland has a mild weather, even cold
But not so cold
As what’s going on in the world
We are, me and my mates
In Jadotville, in a mining outpost
In the middle of a bloody coup d'état
Assigned to an UN mission
To hold the line
“HOLD YOUR LINE”
After five days of intense shooting
Tired and hurt, I thought:
”This is odd…this is odd…
We are fighting soldiers from Congo, Rhodesia
French legionaries
Many of them mercenaries…"
CHORUS I
Oh, UN, so proud of your attainments
What are you up to and with whom?
The world still believes in you
Will you let these men die in blue?
The UN had decided
To forget us
All alone with our fate
Bravely we fought, stronger was the enemy
All the ammo we spent, using each round twice
At the end of the day, we had to surrender
We were jailed for a month in a filthy hole
We waited for help but it never came
“It was just a mistake on the chessboard”
Eventually they would say
One day
"A" Company, one hundred fifty soldiers
We all survived, only five wounded
We killed three hundred and injured one thousand more
When we got home, no gratitude was granted
A nonsense! We were treated as traitors and cowards
CHORUS II
Oh, UN, so proud of your attainments
What were you up to and with whom?
To let all these men die in blue?
(This time, no one died, but)
CHORUS III
Oh, UN, you’re so proud of your attainments
What were you up to and with whom?
Will you let other men die in blue, again?
We, the world, are watching you…
We are soldiers
We follow orders
In combat there are two types of men:
The allies and the enemies
But in certain battles there is another type of men:
The traitors
In Jadotville we saw the best and the worst
And believe me
You would rather face an armed enemy
Than a liar in a suit and tie - he's the most dangerous
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9. |
Sounds Of The Brave
01:50
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Instrumental
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10. |
Metus
05:12
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In the trenches of a long war
An experienced soldier of many battles
And the youngest of the platoon sit face to face
The hands of the young soldier tremble like a green stick
As if it were possessed by a spell
Then, the veteran says:
Veteran: ”Tomorrow you will know the war as it is."
Soldier: ”But how will I know what to do? I can’t even move!"
Veteran: ”The remedy for that comes tomorrow."
Soldier: “A remedy? So I want to take it now!"
Veteran: "It's not possible now. Fear only comes tomorrow."
Soldier: "But what's the advantage of that?“
Veteran: "The advantage is fear itself.”
“Fear is the only power that can save your life…
…or turn you into the first blood."
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11. |
Decay
03:48
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Day One (День первый)
24hs (24 часа)
Are gone (пропали)
There is a nameless town
From where you can never leave
The perfect society to a poisoned future
The disaster is inevitable
No turning points at all
Just the pressure…
I can feel the particles
Breaking free as they are
Trespassing me like a bayonet
Day Two (День второй)
24hs (24 часа)
All lost (все потеряно)
CHORUS
Распад, без задержки.
Никаких шансов, в пространстве.
В корзину, сформировать наш прах.
Day Three (День третий)
24hs (24 часа)
No more (больше не надо)
Here I am, recalling the tragedy
Losing my pieces too, in a different way
Thousands of people and a lurking assassin
An inaudible scream
Of the deceived
Of those radioactive beings who trusted…
Disintegrating, cell by cell
No excuses expected from Motherland
Invisible, tasteless, scentless, and silent
Day Four (День четвертый)
24hs (24 часа)
Can't rewind (не может перематывать)
CHORUS
Decay, no delay
No chance, in expanse
To form our ashes
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12. |
Curfew
07:15
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Alone as usual
Adrift like a drunken ship
The city is uncommonly empty
While a line of faceless windows
Keeps watching me
Calling me, lurking me
Like a curfew, the night
The sorrow, the pain
CHORUS I
Should I do this?
— Causing my arrest?
Should I do this?
— With the doors locked?
Should I do this?
— While we are helpless?
Should I do more?
All the bars are closed for now
And alcohol needs company
I wait to hear her steps but not tonight
Only my own stroll breaks the heavy silence
Peril is in every dark corner
Like a curfew, the night
The sorrow, the pain
CHORUS II
Should I do this?
— While the night falls?
Should I do this?
— While streets are left forbidden?
Should I do this?
— While we were hungry and thirsty?
Should I do more?
Now the city is gigantic around me
Where's my loneliness when I hated it?
Where is my love when I needed her the most?
I screwed up all again
I’ve lost it all again
This curfew, the night
The sorrow, the pain
Should I do ‘cause I was
In denial and blindness?
Should I expect for
Pointless innuendos?
Should I do more this time?
Should I?
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13. |
Vital Signs
06:24
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War has entered our life
As a poison
And something subtle
Has changed in me…
SHE
In that little corner of the world
Where we nurtured our love
You were always yourself
I was semper us
And I always lose
This math is wrong
In fact, we always lose
But you seem to see nothing…
HE
I'm here, somewhere, somehow
Like a useless mixture
Of solids and liquids, in a way
Blended with pain, rage, and despair
I am protecting you
From the demons that dwell in me
I am an empty, lost battleship
From another war, in another time
CHORUS I
I love you, mostly your fragility
But at least give me a piece
It doesn’t need
To be permanent
Or mine
Just want to check your pulse and breath
War has never left our life
because it’s a poison
And something dead
Now abides inside me…
SHE
In our tiny hideout, long ago
That one we could trust
I always went first, daring
To be torn by the traps, alone
And you always lose
But don’t manage to see
You look for an anesthetic patch
Even knowing after
It’s worthless…
HE
A diaphanous figure, you
As an air elemental
Pass right through me
Looking for me
I'm deeply sorry
A memento mori
I may vanish in a sudden
And I started to worry
That we're getting tired of... me
CHORUS II
I love you, even your mistakes
But at least give one to me
It doesn’t matter
If it will hurt
Or heal
Just want to check your vital signs
I need to check your vital signs
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14. |
Children of War
05:02
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Today, like yesterday
It’s a battle day
This is happening throughout Earth
Creeds, ethnicities, flags
Right or wrong, feel at ease, boy!
You wanna get intimate
With your rifle
You can barely carry
It is steel cold
You’re dying to warm it up
In the body of your enemy
CHORUS I
Boy-soldier, Soldier-boy
Paratus es ergo mori?
I don't think so
I really don't think so...
Now, what would a madman
Think it would happen
If he gives the toy to the boy?
The boy-soldier will find
Hate enough to shoot
Then things change...
The bullets he counts
One by one, all are needed
The gun warms the heart and
Provides the stamina
And once rounds are placed in line
Seem the mouth of a shark
CHORUS II
Boy-soldier, Soldier-boy
Paratus es ergo mori?
I hope you don’t
Oh, I beg you don’t…
Right after that mouth is opened
Those teeth shatter whatever lies ahead
There’s no turning back for you, Soldier-boy
Now you're a killer, that's for good
Now you have the mark
Although you’re just a child
In the eyes of your enemy
You’ll be seen like a man
Then laments, regrets or sorrows
Won’t stop what’s about to come
CHORUS III
Soldier-boy, Boy-soldier
Paratus es ergo mori?
Boy-soldier, Soldier-boy
Paratus es ergo mori?
I can’t help it
The world can't help it…
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15. |
Mine
04:06
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You are mine
I look for you
Every stroll that I take
I wonder…where did you hide?
Yes, you are mine
I dream of the moment when we meet again
And when it comes, I just know
What I have to do
Whenever I find you
I call for my team
My job is complete, my mission, accomplished
I saved more lives, small wins for the cause
CANON I
Yes, you are a mine
And you are mine
Yes, you´re my mine
In spite of it´s just another ordinary day
In an odd way I love you
And I appreciate the opportunity
To wipe you from this planet
Like I said, you are mine
My little fellows feel the same
We are strong together
In fact, we like to play this game!
CANON II
Yes, you are a mine
And you are mine
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16. |
Drone
08:40
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Pilot:
“Hi, hon’
I’ll be late for dinner
Donn’ need to wait, OK?”
Wife:
“Okay…”
Apart from the world inside a container
I leave my country for a few hours, everyday
Sitting on a desk, drink my coffee
Surrounded by screens, joysticks and keyboards
Getting back home, she asked me again:
“How was your day?”
And once more, calmly, I answered:
“There are limits, but it was OK.”
Coming straight from hell
Flying where no one sees
Hunting with high-tech eyes
Tearing targets without a sound
I chase prey of flesh and blood
From many miles of altitude
And after fulfilling a mission
I'm ready to BBQ with my friends
I am a drone pilot, bloodless
Killing from a very safe distance
Even without really flying
Where it looks like a video game
If I go down, I’ll ask for a new toy
CHORUS I
Fly and fry, fuckin ´A`
Fly and fry, newborn day
Fly and fry…
I pray for the day that never comes
When I regain my wings back
In a real plane, the real game
I will wait till the missile locks me
None of this is right!
I know civilians as faces and clothes
And soldiers as beards and guns
But dusting them, it's not a big deal
I am a drone pilot, heartless
A coward assassin hiding in the sky
Even without really flying
Where it looks like a video game
If I go down, I’ll ask for another beer
CHORUS I
Fly and fry, fuckin ´A`
Fly and fry, newborn day
Fly and fry…
Interview of an unidentified drone pilot:
“Well, killing another human is easy.
You just do it then it's done.
They die and you live, simple as that.
You think I’m a heathen savage yeah?
I'm not childish, you are.
I'm just ahead of the curve, kid.
You’re not.
You’re nothing.”
CHORUS I
Fly and fry, fuckin ´A`
Fly and fry, newborn day
Fly and fry…
CHORUS II
Fly and fry, every day
Fly and fry, bird of prey
Fly and fry, day-by-day
Fly and fry, house of pain
Fly and fry...
Fly and fry...
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17. |
Hero
05:22
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Who´s a hero?
A man who has fought many wars
Or a man who has tried to stop them all?
Who´s inside a hero?
Someone who saved many lives
Putting his own in risk?
Or is someone who saved only one
And this was the best he could do?
Heroes? They are scarce
Heroes are not all pretty
Heroes are not at plain sight
In fact, they are not so far from us
And who knows there is one
Deep inside you?
CHORUS I
I want to talk with that Hero
Right here, right now
Seek within you for the Hero
Right here, right now
I want to talk with that Hero
I mean, right here, and right now
Maybe you’ll find there’s a Hero
Right here, right now
Heroes? They’re not stars
Heroes? They are common people
Heroes? They work in silence
All of the time they're on your side
And likely there is one
That close to you
CHORUS II
I want to talk with that Hero
Right here, right now
Find out you may be a Hero
Right here, right now
I want to talk with that Hero
I mean, right here, and right now
Don’t take too much to be a Hero
Just share peace, and share now
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18. |
God Is Not Here - Part I
05:17
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The war took me near my hometown
Memories of childhood days came like a flooding
Grandma, grandpa, mom, dad
Sister, all my friends
And I thought that time would never end, ever… ever…
Strange, the closer I get, the less I see
Only pillars of smoke and buildings in rubble
As I stop for a moment, looking all around
Scattered dead bodies face me, in a silent shout
CHORUS I
Even desperate
I look for Him
But I’m sure that
God is not here
Not knowing what is crying, I follow my leader
The silence here is worse than the roar of battle
Then, all of a sudden, my fear disappears
The moment I realize
Somehow, at last they had found
Rest in peace
Numbness gets stronger by the pain in my soul
As we approach one construction that resisted to the bombs
It’s a God's house, sunken in corpses and wreckage
Standing, undaunted, like a miracle, a miracle of God!
CHORUS II
Even hopeless
I look for Him
But I’m sure that
God is not here
CHORUS I
Even desperate
I look for Him
But I’m sure that
God is not here
CHORUS II
Even hopeless
I look for Him
But I’m pretty sure that
God is not here
But If God is not here
At these terrible times
So where the hell is he?
I think I know
Yes, I know...
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19. |
Resolution 1004
10:09
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Srebrenica, Bosnia
My destiny, my wanderlust
I need to understand
What happened here…
I want to try to share
The pain that settled in this city
To feel what these people feel
And fear…
Life seems dormant, frozen in time
By some evil force, day and night
Everywhere…
CHORUS I
And here they say:
“I cry.
You cry.
He cries.
We cry.”
They… they don’t cry
Eight thousand souls
Hovering on dark streets
Watching from above
Wandering in the thin air
It's creepy what I see
There are more graveyards than schools
All those white tombstones along the hills
A coward reaping of lives
Brothers against brothers
Ethnic cleansing, hate and anger
Coming from all sides
CHORUS II
Still here they say…
“I am sad.
You are sad.
He is sad.
We are sad.”
They… they’re not sad
People were arrested
Lengthy trials underwent
‘Genocide’ was a strong charge
But, anyway, it’s just a word
All in all, ‘vengeance’ proved to be stronger
Since the beginning
So at least I hope
One day all sides make use
Of the power of forgiveness
To put an end to this endless war
United Nothing, we’re tired of your resolutions
We know what you did and with whom
Once more, it was all your fault
Again…
We, the world, are getting sick of you
For the common people
Only imperfect farewells
For those who were involved
They’re just settling the score
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20. |
White Helmets
03:02
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Syria, 2020
I need to live
My family
My friends
They need me
My city
Pile of debris
Every time, hour
An airplane, a bomb
The courage
To run through the smoke
And dust
Transformed me
I need to live
For whom I don’t know
A total stranger
Is my family now
On arrival
First impression
Search for life
Search for hope
A child
An elder
A human being
Need to be reborn
Buried it was
And dug back
With bare hands
Blood is mixed
This life
Needs to follow
Even though mine
Is now exchanged
We are the White Helmets
In a war impossible to understand
While we make the difference for thousands
We die
So be it
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I - In the Desert
1991, the Gulf War after the Desert Storm
A Humvee crossing Highway 80
It stops after detecting a contact from an unknown device
A soldier exits the vehicle and reports that event
This is what he thinks he saw:
“In the desert
I saw a creature,
naked,
bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart
in his hands,
And ate of it.”
He could identify him
As an enemy soldier
But completely disfigured
Aching and suffering
In pain and distress
“I said,
“Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter - bitter,”
he answered
And then the creature
With a scary harsh voice
Slowly and grievously, said:
“But I like it
“Because it is bitter,
“And because
it is my heart.”
II - The Waltz of The Heart
We need to stop
To hate each other
Because of a god, a book or a symbol of faith
God is not here, and He will never be
III - It’s all about Money
The ten countries with the highest military spending worldwide in 2018 (in billion U.S. dollars)
South Korea (43 billion dollars)
Japan (47 billion dollars)
Germany (49 billion dollars)
United Kingdom (50 billion dollars)
Russia (61 billion dollars)
France (64 billion dollars)
India (66 billion dollars)
Saudi Arabia (68 billion dollars)
China (250 billion dollars)
USA (649 billion dollars)
IV - War is Peace?
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22. |
The March
04:37
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Instrumental
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23. |
P e a c e
01:00
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And counting...
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Ars Pro Vita Porto Alegre, Brazil
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