Ever
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NIKOLAOS
Ever
trying to keep a faith.
Ever
being a slave to some relentless fate.
Never
care to question and explain!
Never
care to find the meaning of your pain!
Only know to beg and pray,
only trained to obey.
Ever
sit and wait to receive
from
someone felt but never seen;
hoping for a second life to come,
ever promised, never found
Be a master of your fate!
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NIKOLAOS
Thought
you were unable to know what's
right and wrong;
so
let decisions be made for you,
plotted
behind closed doors.
Trusted
property and life with
those who mastered lying;
who
are always doing the unjust
and
always justifying.
Now
you're angry;
you declare: you'll no more endure;
where
your anger to direct, really not being sure.
Sick
and tired, can stand no more being
silent and paying;
you
feel you can demand much more;
you
need to have a say.
Be
a master of your fate! Take life in your hands!
No
more enemy of change! Time to be a friend.
Needn't
shout, needn't take to the streets; hold
your mind still!
this
rebellion' s bloodshed free;
all
it takes is will.
Aren’t you fed up?
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NIKOLAOS
Aren’t you fed up always giving, taking nothing in
return?
Letting
schemers, parasites ever sucking in your blood; ever
sucking in your heart.
Stop self deceiving! You are no-one’s concern!
Enough
with creeping! Stand up now, use your brain!
Fight
fear, speak your mind! Get a voice, find your pride!
Show
passion! Try to get your hands untied!
You
have power! Do now what the time wants!
No
more passive, no more passed by!
You
have power! Try to find your pride.
Look
ahead, not behind; no more sticking to the past.
Fight custom! Change your life! Don’t be lazy to
adjust!
See
far! Get close! Time your senses to unlock.
Local
minded no longer; now its earth where you belong.
Looking for something to
believe in
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NIKOLAOS
Looking
for something to believe in, for
a place to belong.
What
I live is so below
what
I live my life for.
Small
ideas in big package, loud
talks from empty minds,
all
appearances deceiving;
strive
to see through walls of lies.
Holy
men behaving badly,
heroes,
idols, all gone;
all
the media creations not
enough to turn me on.
Self
appointed moral guardians try
to teach me by force
to
live by their own standards,
ideals
long bygone.
Small
ideas in big package, loud
talks from empty minds,
all
appearances deceiving;
strive
to see through walls of lies!
Look
for something to believe in, for
a place to belong.
Want
to know why I'm here;
am
I born to be alone?
Those with a brain
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NIKOLAOS
How
much more down can we get?
How
much more ugliness can take?
How
much stupidity and filth?
Have
to get out of this realm,
this
filthy prison to my dreams
of
all the fake and the cheap,
of
all the begging and the sick.
Why can’t we hear the voice of free?
Have
they really become extinct?
Those
with a brain, those who create,
the ones who aren’t stuck somewhere,
the
thinking people,
where
are they?
Why
eternally be ruled
by
the illiterates and fools?
Where
are the brains? where is the taste?
The
ones who know what it takes?
Creative
minds,
where
are they?
The visionary
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NIKOLAOS
Dreams
are born from his music,
worlds
fall from his songs.
He
is walking his own path,
with
melodies, rhymes
barriers
to break,
bridges
to make.
A
life spent in searching,
a
soul meant to dream
visions
of a world sane and free.
In
times of confusion,
he leaves his trace.
Wish I could change it all
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NIKOLAOS
I
tried to figure out before; confusion
was the gain.
I
tried to put an end to this; it
brought me pain.
I think I’m going crazy;
wish
I could change it all.
To speak of sorrow never meant, but
these strings only cry.
T hey
take
away my heart again.
I think I’m going crazy;
wish
I could change it all.
I'll sit back and I’ll watch no more my
life being in play.
In
this age of anxiety ,
serenity I’ll gain.
So you’ve been told
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So you’ve
been told: ‘Increase in numbers, fill the earth’.
And
so you did. You filled it, subdued it, flooded with
waste.
So you’ve been told: ''Rule over the creatures that move on the
ground''
Now,
are you satisfied? You ruled it, you swept it, you are
almost left alone.
Now
full of complains, you still don't blame your mind;
you
better think again or pay the price.
Beware
your precious friends, the Cheap and the Rubbish
waiting
there patiently your grave to establish.
My life a race
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Once more tried ,
once more failed
oh,
my whole life a race!
will
I win , will I lose
will
dreams ever be fulfilled?
Things
I did , things I said,
always
sorry in the end.
Should
I leave, turn a page?
Should
my memory erase?
Takes
so much skill , takes so much will
walking
this road to the end
every
single moment to savor, to live
not
always want to forget.
No
more sighs, no more cries , no more telling myself lies!
Life
simple, life sweet, I will chase, I will live!
Sleep!
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NIKOLAOS
Close your eyes and
listen to this
dreamlike music!
Glide to sleep!
Feel your body
lifted, a feather!
A warm stream
of pleasure is running you
through!
Sleep!
You are so pretty, so clever, so happy!
Sorrow and pain
cannot reach you!
Everybody loves you,
respects you,
adores you!
Everyone likes to be
with you!
Look!
you’re lying on the burning sand of a Greek
island,
wetting your feet in
the blue sea.
Lying there, beside
you, your lover,
so close,
full of passion!
Touches your lips!
Sleep!
You are so pretty, so clever, so happy!
Sorrow and pain
cannot reach you.
Everybody loves you, respects you, adores
you!
Everyone likes to be
with you!
Still awake?
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