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music

when it's frozen like arctic ice
and it dives trough spaces of mind
when it floats trough mystic skies
it burns like fire - what i find

it's music
it's life
it goes trough me

when i'm faded it makes me llive again
it's life - i enjoy it

when it shouts - when i fly - when i'm down
it explodes like a thousand atomic bombs
crazy of love - crazy of hate
it flows like water - then i drown

it's music
it's life
it goes trough me

by Florian Razocha

 

assassin of pain

come on inspire me
gimme some fire
gimme the heat
and gimme the energy
the power to stand on my feet

life is good i wanna live
when i like to take and give
in a heart filled with pain and sorrow
found a spark called hope for tomorrow
then sleep well you assassin of pain

yesterday was walkin' trough a jungle made of pain
yesterday was lost there was no tomorrow
today you gimme visions
the future is an open field

went on inspired me
gave me some fire
gave me the heat
and gave me the energy
the power to stand on my feet

life is good...

by Florian Razocha

 

blood in the whisky

there's blood in the whisky
the last thing you see is the blood from your vein
you're so sick you wanna die
you think the answer takes you high
but it only brings you down
you hear the face you see the voice
the sound of music buries you

your feet are cold
the fingers burnt
the snake it stings
so it takes you to the otherside
not any memory remains

you hear the face you see the voice
the sound of music buries you
you smash your fist against the door of heaven
the shit in your head cries out for love
the time has come for better things

your feet are cold
the fingers burnt
the snake it stings
so it takes you to the otherside
not any memory remains

it's been a present you threw it away
you couldn't stand it any longer
she's to be blamed it's not your fault
but it's been your life

by Florian Razocha

 

time

the last day will come soon I know
past will be left but it's nothing
and nothing is anything
I know

tell me where do we go
follow the stairway to heaven
fall directly into hell

what will be left after the end who knows
will someone remember anything
I don't know

by Florian Razocha