1. |
Suspended Existence
05:53
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Took a deep breath
to force my lungs stop breathing
holding polluted air
from smog drowned city.
Illness surrounding,
homeless men garbage feeded.
Driving from home
through darkened faded streets.
Red blinking lights
show me the track
as turbine blows loud
speeding high.
Across the circle bridge
is where she leaves.
Confused in emptiness,
“on E” daydreaming.
Drops counting evidence
of fueled twisted healing.
Fearless among rocks
thrown along my way,
dying and resurrecting
every day.
Wide open eyes,
accurate watch
through crystal windshield
and viewmirror sight.
Suspended existence
no freedom, no will.
Observing steady
from a parallel dream.
I’m seeking forward
‘cause now I know
that I still have a life.
Extended existence
for freedom of will.
Observed ready
to start living my dream.
I’m flushing forward
‘cause now I just know
that I feel I’m alive.
I’m feeling alive...
Across the circle bridge
is where she leaves.
Suspended existence
no freedom, no will.
Observed steady
from a parallel dream.
I’m seeking forward
‘cause now I know
that I still have a life.
Extended existence
for freedom of will.
Observed ready
to start living my dream.
I´m flushing forward
‘cause now I just know
that I feel I’m alive.
Offended existence,
no feelings, no dreams.
Overgrown, heavy,
hoping out to be free.
Turned freaking awkward
‘cause then I didn’t knew
what it means to be alive.
Suspended existence
no freedom, no will.
Observed steady
from a parallel dream.
I’m seeking forward
‘cause now I know
that I still have a life.
Extended existence
for freedom of will.
Observed ready
to start living my dream.
I´m flushing forward
‘cause now I just know
that I feel I’m alive.
Offended existence,
no feelings, no dreams.
Overgrown, heavy,
hoping out to be free.
Turned freaking awkward
‘cause then I didn’t knew
what it means to be alive.
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2. |
Voz trémula
04:25
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Voz Trémula
Promovéis
una eterna farsa
mientras la marcha
se torna en rabia
se torna en voz
que no quiere callar.
Que se indigna
por tu postura,
tu indiferencia,
tu desprecio,
tu abuso,
tu existencia
y tu forma de gobernar
tus sueños.
Y la vida no tiene sentido
y el sentido
no existe ya,
porque tienes un criterio flaco
más que la gente
que castigas sin piedad.
Quiebro la voz, trémula.
Ofensas sobran
y decepciones
mientras matas.
No one's gonna take my soul away...
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Vamphiri Mexico, Missouri
Since 1990 I started attempting to create my "thing". There have been several projects involving others
participantion.
During all this years, technology evolved until I can now produce and post what I do in the present and rescue from the past what's been recorded in ancient cassettes.
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