Текст песни: Golgotha - Lonely



To express what I feel

To tell what I need

Not to fear anymore

And then walking without chains



All these nights dreaming awake

Creating my own cosmos

Being the God of my own jail

Creating my own people

Making a perfect world in own self

Where everybody obeys me

Building friendly and fragile cities

Where everybody is afraid of me



My whises becomes reality not even thinking about it

People exists here

People exists here

My pleasures carry out `cause I order it

People is dead

People is dead

People is dead



To express what I feel

To tell what I need

Not to fear anymore

And then walking without chains



I mix myself among them like another one

I speak without any effort

I`m listened and I listen

I talk about what I feel and I listen to their feelings



Both feelings fusionate being mutual

I feel myself relaxed, in harmony and unworried



[yeah]

But everything goes down cities melt

People break down, planets creak like dry ground because

Everything are puppets of madness that try to lie me

And I`m the stupid puppeteer that moves the threads of my intelligence



*I need to leave living between puppets, I want the real world

I need to feel living people not been programmed

Not to be pushed by their terrific look

To deeply breathe with nobody stealing the air



But everything`s absurd nothing`s better outside

Than into my autistic refuge

Reality is as mad as my madness is

And the only solution is to enter again

Into my universe and dominate everything

To forget the outside

And become the almighty of the absurd [yeah!]

Enter again into my universe and dominate everything

To forget the outside

And become the almighty of the absurd [yeah!]

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd [yeah!]

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To express what I feel

To tell what I need

Not to fear anymore

And then walking without chains



All these nights dreaming awake

Creating my own cosmos

Being the God of my own jail

Creating my own people

Making a perfect world in own self

Where everybody obeys me

Building friendly and fragile cities

Where everybody is afraid of me



My whises becomes reality not even thinking about it

People exists here

People exists here

My pleasures carry out `cause I order it

People is dead

People is dead

People is dead



To express what I feel

To tell what I need

Not to fear anymore

And then walking without chains



I mix myself among them like another one

I speak without any effort

I`m listened and I listen

I talk about what I feel and I listen to their feelings



Both feelings fusionate being mutual

I feel myself relaxed, in harmony and unworried



[yeah]

But everything goes down cities melt

People break down, planets creak like dry ground because

Everything are puppets of madness that try to lie me

And I`m the stupid puppeteer that moves the threads of my intelligence



*I need to leave living between puppets, I want the real world

I need to feel living people not been programmed

Not to be pushed by their terrific look

To deeply breathe with nobody stealing the air



But everything`s absurd nothing`s better outside

Than into my autistic refuge

Reality is as mad as my madness is

And the only solution is to enter again

Into my universe and dominate everything

To forget the outside

And become the almighty of the absurd [yeah!]

Enter again into my universe and dominate everything

To forget the outside

And become the almighty of the absurd [yeah!]

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd

Of the absurd [yeah!]

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