Paroles de la chanson Berlin par Solillaquists of Sound

(Swamburger)
Dedicated to the people who never thought it could be this way. Injured view on a typical yet beautiful occurrence. Life, without insurance, backed by the endurance of living. Simple tip to keep close… die now to live again then you will see how most limit their unknown destiny, fearing a hypothetical society that says every new beginning is an apocalypse. Rocket ships and broken wallets. How bout a new birth, new worth to what we seek of our pockets prophets. You treasure the chains but under appreciate the locksmith, bargaining for the survival of your nonsense constant. Closure towards an omnipresent conscience. Adventure the world honest at best, not everything is King James text
I found God was a verb not a noun or an adjective. Naming our excuses religion had to give pleasure to the gesture of manic depressive acts that make it easier to believe we can’t be our own savior’s as fact. Life is beyond who gave it. Creator’s only exists when your living consist of what are we gonna name it. Shameless plug, if Jesus is the one than I’m a thug. I guess some never really thought about as a standard, set to be. Children of their parents act rather accordingly, so if the flaw of man measures the difference between the process and the outcome see, the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. That’s why life is the God of me, my actions reveal heaven and hell regardlessly. Truth is an opinion marketing what? A systematic addict of a lie targeting the good and bad rather than the element of archery. The point isn’t in the competition it’s the essence of connecting with another from a long distance remarkably. If you feel it I’ll know from the awkward plea, I’m serious. Life ain’t a style you buy and wear like an autumn fleece. Seize the insignificant prayer to see the end again. Life doesn’t pretend to be a job with some benefits. Hinder it, you can’t… it’ll only affect your thought, no matter the situation or material bought. Live like you don’t know what’s giving you air. Logic can’t apply to what’s not there. So what we made a name for it… think it means just that? Try labeling the meaning of what’s not fact, it’s nothing

(Alexandrah)
Entering imminent field of hopefuls
Holding onto books and belief
Not being given the power to shower people
With death sentences for heresy
An excess of smiling
Faith-binding kindness
The kind to disguise social anxiety
I wonder who schooled them to use
Such immaculate passive aggression
On those who retreat..
Each week from profession, reflection;
Meaningful speech and connection
What technique of your reach
Does public find appealing when breaking down-
On account of what they feel they lack?
You exploit collapse

I approach focused on respect
With multitudes of blessing, love successful, no regret
They ask me if I’ve named one man to be my savior yet
I say I claim it all this world, my dreams, the stars, their depth
You and every musing you see fit and choose to tend to
Controversial lurkings working tireless against us
Balance, talent, anger, solace –
It is above as so below, honest
Previous to tampered time, my people said it
“In this world you are a god, you find it odd to take the credit?”
Then tell me I can’t be possibly
Speaking word supreme

With no almighty value to the soul
Religion stole my reach
And sold it back
Buying time for greatest group illusion
Best described – elusive, irrational, persistent as disease
Of fear their speech, coercing
But of self comes greatest mercy
Available to those exalting inner-amnesty
Untouchable to certains of external yields gain
There must be correspondence, or all prayer is in vain
My love’s become your blasphemy, and gnosis is thy name?
Enlightenment does not depend on saviors be attained