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Gao Zhisheng
03:35
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This is the story of Gao Zhisheng, who in a dark and dirty prison cell waits
Grew up in a cave in North Xanshi, Became a star lawyer despite his poverty
And just like Perseus and Hercules, he wasn't afraid of no foul-mouthed beast
He had his heart and mind and legal pen, with which he battled a dragon with 9 heads
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
Some men are cut from a special stone, some men are graced by a holy glow
Gao Zhisheng you know he just couldn‘t rest, the stench of hate around him like Bubonic death
He took it straight up to Hu Jintao, screamed it in the ears of Wen Xiabao
That they never could, nor will they ever win, by torturing and killing their own citizens
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
Just like cowards afraid to fight in the light, they tried to run him down like a dog at night
They put surveillance on his wife and friends, harassed his daughter everywhere she went
And then they beat him within an inch of his life, putting out lit cigarettes in his eyes
Electrocuted him until his flesh turned black, urinated on him when his body collapsed
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
Cream, it rises to the top, Cream it rises to the top, Yeah cream...
Kung Fu brave like the Falun Gong
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2. |
Great Tides
03:38
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Great tides wash away the sand and leave true gold
Upon a boundless sea, hardship our ferry home
Smoke like clouds above, the chill of autumn wind
Ghosts and beasts abound, the sin and venom sting
Steel thy will be sure, lift thy leaden leg
Steel thy will be sure
I feel the rain, wash my soul, and the sun and flames warm my face
But it’s a long dark road, and it wears us down, yeah it’s a long dark road, and it wears us down
Within the black of night, among the giant trees,
Ancient words are sung, between the stars and leaves
Heaven and earth align, the whole Cosmos shakes, erected palms in flight
the sleeping eye awakes
Steel thy will be sure, lift thy leaden leg, and I can’t change it, holy rain
I feel the rain, wash my soul, and the sun and flames warm my face
But it’s a long dark road, and it wears us down, yeah it’s a long dark road, and it wears us down
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Marta Train
03:07
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I was riding on a Marta train, moving through Atlanta
Came to be a big star, make it with my band
I was broke, fired, down and out, about to be convicted
Guitar in the pawn shop, critically addicted
Visited Dr. B to inquire about the methadone
Looked into the future, and I saw a black hole
I was praying for a way out
I was praying for a way out
I was riding on a Marta train, my heart and soul were choking
Looked between my feet, there was a page from Creative Loafing
It was a volunteer ad, no alcohol or drugs, food and a bed and $50 a month
It was a spiritual community in the mountains called Enota, I packed my bags and told Ray I was going
I hopped on a Greyhound out
Appalachian bound
Now I'm high up on the hill, floating in the stars, I feel it melt away, staring down, from afar
You see my mind and my body is clean, and my soul and my spirit is free
Yeah my mind and my body is clean
Clean water, air, pristine nature is the vision, farming subsistence, harmonious existence
Buffalo illuminated the path of cultivation, spiritual elevation, climb up out the basement
In the morning meetings we shared what we were grateful for, in the Master's garden, kicking down the doors
Warriors of utopia, excalibur myopia, sun-volt Griff with his getchasome T-shirt
I saw Indian spirits dancing, I heard a choir, a thousand singing angels exploding like fire
Through the black sky of sharks’ teeth, white pearls and diamonds,
Roaring through the veldt like lions of enlightenment
Mountain top meadow, we laid down in the tall grass, purple light flooded through the holy expanse
Where Buffalo he talked about the Master's train, the rectification of the human plane
Now I'm high up on the hill, riding on a Marta train, moving through Atlanta, I'm floating in the stars,
Yeah, my mind and my body is clean, and my soul and my spirit is free
Yeah my mind and my body is clean
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4. |
Magic Orb
03:15
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Ray of light from the breaking dawn
He's been riding all night long
scattered clouds from the passing storm
He's moving on, yeah he's moving on
He got demons in his mind
Will I make it there in time?
Will I win her, make her mine?
She’s like a berry sweet, on a thorny vine
Yellow sun, and a deep blue sea
Is she waiting there for me?
Pretty girl dance gracefully
She’s like a little leaf, turning in the breeze
Upon a magic orb
A wishing well in a crystal ball
Way out in outer space, a blue ball floats around a great furnace
He was meant for her, She was meant for he
Like shade should be ‘neath a willow tree
Just like water pure and clean, in a mountain stream
Digging in the earth in the bright long day
Sing out loud keep the dark away
Watch the children laugh and play
Then they eat and pray, before the great escape
And as the Earth is turning, we wander through the wood
We breathe, we dream, we're alive, we're alive, we're alive
Upon a magic orb
A wishing well in a crystal ball
Way out in outer space, a blue ball floats around a great furnace
Upon a magic orb
A wishing well in a crystal ball
Way out in outer space, a blue ball floats around a great furnace
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5. |
Dark and Diamond Road
04:07
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You say the road is mean and cruel, it gotta to be, to do what it do
You gotta bear what you're supposed to bear
Just like iron in the blazing forge, make the steel of a mighty sword
Through the flames, you gotta be reborn
But my heart is heavy and my will is weak
I got 16 tons banging down on me
I can‘t push this boulder up this wicked old hill no more
I said my heart is heavy and my will is weak
I got 16 tons banging down on me
I can‘t push this boulder up this wicked old hill no more
If you’re in a jam, well I ease it up, you gotta ask, then I lift you up
You're on your way, down that dark and diamond road
And just like that weary traveler you will see
The cool shade of the willow tree, flowers blooming, a place to rest your head
But my heart is heavy and my will is weak
I got 16 tons banging down on me
I can’t push this boulder up this wicked old hill no more
I said my heart is heavy and my will is weak
I got 16 tons banging down on me
I can‘t push this boulder up this wicked old hill no more
Sing my name, in the morning sun
Sing my name, when the work is done
Sing my name, when that glorious harvest come
Sing my name, in the morning sun
Sing my name, when that evening come
Sing my name, when that glorious harvest come
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Black Monk
04:56
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I broke free and left that place
Hopped a howling midnight train
Felt a smile on my face, as I sped away
I spun around that holy beach
I felt that Spirit enter me
Said I could go and I could be
Whatever I want to be
I found you there like a fairy queen
We laid down ‘neath the lemon tree
We stared up at the baffling sky
Under which we both would die
It said believe in me....believe in me
Now we got all we want and need
The sky could fall the earth could heave
We're just like specks of memories in an old man's
napping midday dream
I took you to the mountain top
Where the black monk said that the world would stop
From twigs and stems I made a ring
A choir of ghosts began to sing
Believe in me...believe in me
Now serpents slide up through the rocks
An angry band of angels drops
Your glowing eyes are in a trance
Upon a field of fire we dance
The sea is churning, a mighty roar
explodes beneath the ocean floor
A pair of giant horses, winged
Pulls the chariot of a Mighty King
Believe in me, Believe in me
The rectification of the 3rd realm done
Come the awakening of an alien sun
The dreams of beast and man washed away
Through the great blackness
Shines a new blue light
A shining beacon to the dawn of life
the future race of man, arising.....
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Jonah jumping off a giant wall
Pilgrimmage to Amanda’s falls
I’ll kneel with Jet and we’ll howl at the moon
I got an autograph from the great Robert Janusz
Dr. Undead with his molotovs
We set ablaze the frozen pond
I got a black Plymouth van full of booze
We’re high on blue crosses we got from Todd Kantor
I'll take my stepdaddy's rifles and pistols
We'll shoot up this shit hole and see if they kill us
We'll jam the highway with concrete and metal
Let it all rain down
I'll light a candle to Jessica Fuson
Sit in the river and wait for a vision
We'll steal your mom's Jaguar and ride out to Nashville
'neath the cold black sky
Rip and Misty and Arrowhead
A Pagan biker murdered Mark Chavez
And ahh Billy Donnely pummeled a tree
And shook his broke bloody fists at the heavens, at the sky
I'll take my stepdaddy's rifles and pistols
We'll shoot up this shit hole and see if they kill us
We'll jam the highway with concrete and metal
Let it all rain down
I'll light a candle to Jessica Fuson
Sit in the river and wait for a vision
We'll steal your mom's Jaguar and ride out to Nashville
'neath the cold black sky
I'll be the singer and you'll be the gambler
We will be murdered in a dark scummy alley
And we'll float up, and stare down
At this great spinning madness growing bigger and bigger
Like a ravenous cancer you could never get rid of
Till it sucks the whole world up and everyone in it
Till they're gone, gone, gone
Yeah I'll light a candle to Jessica Fuson
Yeah I'll light the candle to Jessica Fuson
Yeah I'll light the candle to Jessica Fuson
Yeah I'll light the candle to Jessica Fuson
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8. |
Hard Road
03:29
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Well it’s a hard road, full of heartache
It’s a bloodbath and an earthquake
It’s a gut blast full of buckshot and pain
Well it’s a loud bang and a fast drop
It’s a cold cosmic slingshot
It’s an axe blade and a crowd’s roar
And then smoke
And every time I turn my back on you, I’m slipping through the cracks
Lord I am sinking
And every time I call your name, I’m clawing up again, I’m on fire
Well it’s a cold stone, in the graveyard,
And the band plays a death’s march
And a momma weeps, ‘cause her baby sleeps in the soil
Well it’s a steep hill, and a quick kill
It’s a cruel snap and a mean spill
It’s a fiery wreck, it’s a stroke, it’s a punch in the mouth
Well every time I turn my back on you, I’m slipping through the cracks
Lord I am sinking
And every time I call your name, I’m clawing up again, I’m on fire
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9. |
Can't Let Go
03:44
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This life’s like an avalanche
It swallows us whole
The Earth’s a beast, it sinks its cold teeth in you
Right down to the bone
I walk this wilderness
of shadows and flame
I search the face of everyone in this place
But ain’t none of them you, ain’t none of them you
And I can’t let go, my mind screams no
Abandon boat and sink down slow
Now I’d trade the heavens, the Sun and the Moon
And all the stars, that shine from afar
For just one more, one more embrace with you
And I can’t let go, my mind screams no
Abandon boat, and sink down slow
I’m waiting, this light it burns in my brain
I’m waiting, away, away, to take it away
And I can’t let go, my mind screams no
Abandon boat, and sink down slow
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10. |
Elohim's Maze
03:40
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In the great firmament of the Milky Way cosmos, she stood swaying like a sunflower in the breeze
In the purple glow of infant night, he pulled her close and whispered in her ear
Would you be my lady?
Would you be my girl?
Would you be my, would you be my, would you be my girl?
The winding road is overgrown, were tangled up in the vines
A skull made of ice, a ghost Indian tribe, just trying to decipher the signs
Would you be my Lady?
Would you be my girl?
Would you be my, would you be my, would you be my girl...
Oh no, earthquake, the tides swell, hearts break
We could be locked inside, hopelessly trapped inside and we
We could be, eternally.....
Would you be my lady?
Would you be my girl?
Would you be my, would you be my, would you be my girl?
The way back home remains unknown, but perhaps with that we’ve resigned
A crystal sea, with you next to me, on a magic isle of pines
Would you be my Lady?
Would you be my girl?
Would you be my, would you be my, would you be my girl?
Like particles of light, beaming through the great infinity
Like little pearls in the night’s dark sea
Arm in arm they tumble through
Lost inside Elohim's maze
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11. |
Blue Lagoon
03:55
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I saw you swimmin' in a blue lagoon
I wanna kiss you 'neath an orange moon
I wanna see you ride a jungle cat
A white lily in the Zulu lands
The shaman mixed a potion, keep your tears away
But now you're shufflin' in a zombie haze
I'd lay you down in the sweet dark soil
Rub your body with a cinnamom oil
Well I know my cards, but I still want more
I don't wanna go out like this, that's sure
And, if we gotta face the fires of hell
Well so be it, we’ll say farewell
I know I'll have to face the devil's ire
I'll have to burn with the thieves and liars
I might get thrown 'neath a speedin' train
I might explode into gaseous flame
So many lives, through which we've been
All to reach the point in which we live
I'd throw it all away without a care
Just to place my hands upon your hair
Well I know my cards, but I still want more
I don't wanna go out like this, that's sure
And, if we gotta face the fires of hell
Well so be it, we’ll say farewell
Well I know….
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12. |
Perpetua
03:57
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Perpetua lays, in Old Carthage, through the bars of her cold concrete cell, out the window she gazes
She sees a ladder rise, aye aye aye
And a haunched dragon beneath it waiting
When they took her away, on that cold, clear day
With her young baby kickin’ and screaming
Renounce his name, they spit in her face
And Felicity jumped in between them
He is the one
He is the one
Well the judge turned red, and her daddy he said
Just do as they can say you can leave here
Ah daddy don’t cry, aye aye aye
I am what I am, I can’t change it
Look at this vase, how can you say
That’s its anything else than what it is?
And I’m not afraid, let ‘em do as they may
I’m ready to die here today, I’m ready to die
He is the one
He is the one
Well the gladiators stood, in a cold steel line, with their sharps swords drawn in the fierce hot light just like mirrors
And the crowd they roared, when a wild boar and a leopard climbed into the stadium
Perpetua stood, fixed the pin in her hair
And the animals bit and they ripped and they teared, as she stand there
Staring up high, aye aye aye
And smiling wide at her Maker
Cause He is the one
He is the one
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13. |
Fortuna's Wheel
04:59
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When I asked them, how I fell here, they said I'd grown heavy
Like a meteor I crashed back to this Earth
Where the dead, they walk amongst the living
Who are trapped inside the ring of death and birth
Where the air, the air, it’s like poison
And the water like gasoline
Ahh the sun the sun, it burns
Ahh Fortuna's wheel she turns and turns and turns
As a slave, I was beaten by my master
to freedom I crawled across a field of bones
As a young mother, I watched them steal my precious baby
And into that black abyss I wailed and moaned
The air, the air, it’s like poison
And the water like gasoline
Ahh the sun the sun, it burns
Ahh Fortuna's wheel she turns and turns and turns
And now I ride this horse into the valley
I swore this road I'd never again descend
Where the dead, they walk amongst the living
And the way back home is impossibly thin
Where the air, the air, it’s like poison
And the water like gasoline
Ahh the sun the sun, it burns
Ahh Fortuna's wheel she turns and turns and turns
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Daniel and the Moravians Czech Republic
Daniel and the Moravians is Daniel Monaghan, Martin Kociš, Andy Bendy and Katarina Jonisová based in Central Europe
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