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Do You Exist ?
05:24
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Billions of little flames burn in the firmament
The moon shines by its absence
In the dark alder forest
Unknown lives gently flicker
And run through my veins
Around me silence reigns
And peace unrolls its soft mantle
Life is a Dream
Reality is a dream
I don't really exist
Nothing really exists
The cold scratches my face without suffering
Life is a losing battle
Which always ends in defeat
I dreamed that I was a child
Then I dreamed that I was an adult being
Who will become an old person
I feel the joy of life in me
And the sadness of leaving for dreamland
Life is a Dream
Reality is a dream
I don't really exist
Nothing really exists
The light appears in the distance above the mountains
Every day slowly slips into emptyness
Then from this emptyness arises an endless day
All the nights are slowly fading into emptyness
Then from this emptyness emerges an endless night
Faceless children run through the skies
And twirl in the distant mist
But everywhere is spreading a luminous reality
For those who neither see nor hear
Do you exist ?
Are you sure ?
Do you exist ?
Are you sure ?
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2. |
You Kill Them All
04:52
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You are looking for your prey
Among the little people
Then you kill it
Then you steal it
And the police don't care
Nobody cares
No one will search for them
No one will chase you
You avoid assailing the rich
Or you'd have the police on your tail
You kill them all
One by one
Every day
You kill them all
It's your job
You kill them all
You are not a bully
You are even smart
You are even cultured
But you are ruthless
But you are without remorse
Killing entertains you
In addition to giving you joy
If you meet a not hideous woman
You don't omit to rape her
Before murdering her
You kill them all
One by one
Every day
You kill them all
It's your job
You prefer to kill old people
And you love your grandparents
You kill many women
And you love your mom
You take care each time
To get rid of the bodies
In a deep flooded quarry
Or bury them in cement
You kill them all
One by one
Every day
You kill them all
It's your job
You end up in jail
But not for long
And it's death that awaits you
Donated by competitors
You and your new friends
Who immortalize you
You kill them all
You kill them all
You kill them all
But they kill you
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3. |
On That Day
05:36
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On that day
Ecstasy will invade
My usualy drab soul
On that day
The elation of the infinite
Will seize my spirit
Normally stuffy
In the narrowness
Of the small life of humans
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
On that day
As I decided it
The unlimited Universe
Will disappear forever.
On that day
There will not be any more galaxies
Nor planets
Nor moon
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
On that day
The lands will disappeair
As by magic
On that day
There will not be any more animal
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
Not one more man
Not one more woman
Not one more child
Not even a bird
Or a dragonfly
On that day
The world will finish.
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
I will wait for my dark lover
Which so often accompanied my dreams
On that day
A pleasant lethargy
Will push me into
A more and more impenetrable sleep
An irreversible torpor
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4. |
The Witches Are Back
05:15
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You are a powerful witch
Daughter of Medea in this world
You are young and pretty
And you have long black hair
You live alone in a mansion
Deep in a dark forest
On the edge of the human world
And the unknown spiritual world
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
The night is your kingdom
That you walk with your black cat
Or riding on a broom
You are able to heal
But also to make sick
You find a lot of your sisters
When you get together naked
And dance in the heart of the magical night
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
You are a woman without a man
Completely independent
The devil is autonomy
The world does not suit you
You are the daughter of the sixty thousand
Women who lived differently
And who were burned alive
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
Tremble tremble the witches are back
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wisest and fairest of the Angels young,
o -god- lord whom fate betrayed and left unsung,
o exiled Prince borne down by many lies,
who, vanquished, ever mightier dost arise,
o thou who knowest all things, who dost reign
in nether worlds, who healest all men's pain,
thou who to pariahs and lepers dost
reveal, through love, the heaven they have lost,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair !
Satan, have pity on my long despair !
thou who with Death, that old and mighty trull,
begot us Hope, so mad, so beautiful!
o thou who gives bandits, doomed to die,
the brows which damn a nation, standing nigh,
o though who knowest in what crabbed zones
of earth, God locked away the precious stones,
o thou whose clear eye sees through the deep dark walls
where sleep the metals' buried arsenals,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
o thou whose hands upon the housetop keep
the abysses veiled from those who walk in sleep,
o thou who savest from the horses' feet
the poor old drunkard fallen in the street,
o thou who showest suffering mortals how
to mix the salts and sulphur — blessèd thou
thou who dost brand in subtle friendliness
the brows of rich men base and merciless,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
o thou who hussies' eyes and bosoms chill
with lust of blood and love of rags dost fill,
staff of the exiled, torch inventors woo,
confessor of the gallows' plotting crew,
o foster-father of us all, who share
God's primal curse, and lost our Eden there,
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6. |
A Small Flame
05:35
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In the palm of my right hand
I hold a small flame
So thin
So pale
So dull
That apparently a light breath
Would be enough to extinguish it
I hold a small flame In my palm
I hold a small life In my palm
I hold my life In my palm
Netherveless
This very small flame
Resists unfailing
All the gusts of wind
All the downpours
It has the hardness of diamond
And the solidity of steel
For life has an extraordinary
Tenacity to continue living
I hold a small flame In my palm
I hold a small life In my palm
I hold my life In my palm
I feel it nevertheless so fragile
In my palm
And I clench my fist,
And the flame goes out
In the palm of my right hand
I hold a small flame
So thin
So pale
So dull
That apparently a light breath
Would be enough to extinguish it
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wisest and fairest of the Angels young,
o -god- lord whom fate betrayed and left unsung,
o exiled Prince borne down by many lies,
who, vanquished, ever mightier dost arise,
o thou who knowest all things, who dost reign
in nether worlds, who healest all men's pain,
thou who to pariahs and lepers dost
reveal, through love, the heaven they have lost,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair !
Satan, have pity on my long despair !
thou who with Death, that old and mighty trull,
begot us Hope, so mad, so beautiful!
o thou who gives bandits, doomed to die,
the brows which damn a nation, standing nigh,
o though who knowest in what crabbed zones
of earth, God locked away the precious stones,
o thou whose clear eye sees through the deep dark walls
where sleep the metals' buried arsenals,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
o thou whose hands upon the housetop keep
the abysses veiled from those who walk in sleep,
o thou who savest from the horses' feet
the poor old drunkard fallen in the street,
o thou who showest suffering mortals how
to mix the salts and sulphur — blessèd thou
thou who dost brand in subtle friendliness
the brows of rich men base and merciless,
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
Satan, have pity on my long despair!
o thou who hussies' eyes and bosoms chill
with lust of blood and love of rags dost fill,
staff of the exiled, torch inventors woo,
confessor of the gallows' plotting crew,
o foster-father of us all, who share
God's primal curse, and lost our Eden there,
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The devil is a beautiful woman
That I met at a crossroads
Near a small southern town
I signed a pact with her
By an act of love and pleasure
She sent me a demon
Who is at my service
I didn't sell her my soul
I only do her propaganda
The devil walks by my side
She accompanies me every day
She accompanies me every hour
In everything I do
In everything I say
The devil walks by my side
She understood the modern world
And puts herself at the service
Of her servants
To serve her purposes
And allow many souls
To find the way by themselves
The devil is my friend
She is not as you think
She's just a rebellious
Who decides for herself
The devil walks by my side
She accompanies me every day
She accompanies me every hour
In everything I do
In everything I say
The devil walks by my side
In many traditions
All the evils of the devil
Arrive by women
I am a free woman
No offense to the followers
Of all religions
The devil walks by my side
She accompanies me every day
She accompanies me every hour
In everything I do
In everything I say
The devil walks by my side
By her power and her action
I look young and beautiful
I am rich and famous
She made me a star
Adored by millions of fans
Oh yes, the devil walks by my side
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9. |
Reality Is Another World
06:19
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People who don't exist
Talk to you all the time day and night
And some ended up becoming visible
In the form of invisible friends
For all the other people
They accompany you in everything
You do every day
Sometimes they speak nice to you
Other times they make you suffer
In the worst mental tortures
You live in another world
And nobody knows
You hear strange voices
And you see people
That others don't see
You are a good and nice man
You show compassion and understanding
Towards people and animals
That you help when you can
You are measured and modest
But you got an evil alter ego in you
Who shows you off like a slut
Wearing girl's clothes
Very short babydolls
By showing your penis and your ass
Who leads you to prowl the night
To find easy prey
And slit their throat with a knife
You live in another world
And nobody knows
You hear strange voices
And you see people
That others don't see
You keep the heads of your victims
In a large refrigerator
Once in a while you take them out
Because they call you
To discuss with them
You cut the bodies into small pieces
And you make sausages out of it
That you sell to delicatessens
You live in another world
And nobody knows
You hear strange voices
And you see people
That others don't see
Sometimes your pain is immense
But often you live in ecstasy
As if you blended into the world
And became one with it
Everything you see around you
Is magnified, splendid and joyful
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10. |
She Is the Night
04:46
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She is my love
I love her and I fear her
Lifeless but immortal
She never obeys a man
She never worked
No one ever gave her orders
She's only known freedom
She has pale skin
Her smile is animal
Vampire
She is three hundred years old
Vampire
She dies and is reborn every night
Vampire
Her life is a permanent beatitude
Vampire
She was always free
Her figure is androgynous
She doesn't feel hot or cold
Her senses are supernaturel
She dies every dawn
She is born every twilight
She was born three hundred years ago
From an incestuous union
As a child she only ate bloody meat
Already she was lonely and pale
Vampire
She is three hundred years old
Vampire
She dies and is reborn every night
Vampire
Her life is a permanent ecstasy
Vampire
She was always free
As a teenager
She drank the magic blood
She died and was reborn
She lives in a castle
And drives fancy cars
She dresses luxuriously
Every night she has fun
Every night she hunts
And feeds on human blood
She is a predator
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11. |
From Inside the Earth
05:31
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I am from a place where the inner sun shines
Came from the depths of the mists of ancient ages
I swim in the sweet and mysterious hidden see
In the deepest daydreams of the tenderest dawn
The warm and more than sweet water twirls around me
On the surface of this ultramarine blue plain
I am Tashaa and I come from inside the earth
I am here to change the world with all the people
I am Tashaa and I come from inside the earth
I am here to change the world with all the people
Dragons fly through the air under the darkest vault
So high and yet so close you think you can touch it
Pods of red dolphins frolic in the clear waters
That reflect the deep dark blue of the stone sky
A languorous song floats over the city
Covering it with a sheet of translucent fog
I am Tashaa and I come from inside the earth
I am here to change the world with all the people
I am Tashaa and I come from inside the earth
I am here to change the world with all the people
On these far lands reign peace, harmony and wisdom
Each thing belongs to everyone or no one
From time immemorial pain was abolished
By men and children standing and with their hands full
From their clenched fists sprang fire and molten metal
Spreading true life and time to live a thousand years
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Yan Lohendra Marseille, France
Yan Lohendra is an author and composer and performs his songs himself, through the virtual singer Tashaa. His music is gently atonal and can be classified as experimental pop since his album Weirder Words.
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