Instrumental

Some illustrations are fiction of sadness
never be stopped by the dawn
now we are living on signs of a man
nothing is real
hiding the fears
hiding the love
never be stopped by believing
son of a sun our confession unties our madness
never let it go
listen to the rain
listen to the rain
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
then we listen to a song that never ends
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
we're in the end only points on a scale for the rainmaker
hypnotisation is one kind of freedom
a two colour paint by a drug
some of the answers requested by reason
better believe
better believe it
blood out of soul
sold out of blood
he taints the flesh of the poor ones
and we bite the tongue of ourselves that we never be faithfull
better let us go
you better let us go
listen to the rain
wash us all away
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
then we listen to a song that never ends
when we listen to the rainmakerstory
we're in the end only points on the scale for the rainmaker

When we fall into another day
hiding the things we've lost
the secrets to gather
nothing's forever
miles under frozen dust
a diamond vein don't know what it is
and this is the main reason for the victim of the circumstance
can we decide to shine down the light
inside all the darkness out what we are
when we are lost
when we are lost
walking the street of poetry
lay down the field of stone
patience is just another word
under the old man's tongue
when you are the way
maybe he'll come back some day
deep below in our mine
you can drift with him into another world
inside all the fears out what we are
when we are lost
when we are lost in a garden
when we are lost in a reason for the garden of stones
again you dream along
when you hold the stone
can you feel the heat
when you sow the seed
then you drift with him into another world
inside all the tears out what we are
when we're lost
when we're lost in a garden

Come close my eyes cry my tears in a dream I don't dream
make me the wine out of water we tainted with blood and hate again
is it you that I'm searching
is it you that we burn
are you blight in the water
when we flow into the tide
in you: I believe
in you: I trust
in you: I believe
in you: I'm lost
come hold me
come into my drain
down to the source where unspoken charades meant to disappear again
let your tears be my water
let your blood be my wine
let your fear be my brother
I'm not on
I'm your side
in you: I believe
in you: I trust

The reason for the change within the center of the blood
surrounded by a dream until the soul can find a door
easy to believe in
now we're living on a lie that we never cry tears and don't want to die
do you really want to change
don't you trust your fears
I don't die
I don't die
I don't
I don't die
till the day that I die
easy when you change
easy way to live
the feeling when I taste forgiveness in the wind of tenderness
now we're flowing in a stream to the wisdom's edge
how we ever pass through when we're dying at the door to
do you really want to change
don't you trust your fears
I don't die
I don't die
I don't
I don't die
'till the day that I die
'till the day that I die
I don't live 'till the day that I die

Fly me morning
to the whisper of the trees
to the knowledge of the moonlight
deception of the peace
listen to the wind
see the beauty of the tears
the lines upon your hand adjure the colour of the fear
dream away
dream us away
dream away
'cause all I ever wanted and all I do is
listen to the crown of thorns
stick it in my head
listen to the crown of thorns
dry the bleeding in the dirt
listen to the crown of thorns
in the shade of grace
listen to the crown of tears
turn into a palm of rose
I'm living on a blade inside a rose who's longing for to fade
who didn't understand to be the beauty not the beast
the wish inside the essence is to be the thorn and not the face
so pierce the nail and not the rose through thoughts in our maze
dream away
dream us away
dream away
'cause all I ever wanted and all I do is
listen to the crown of thorns
stick it in my head
listen to the crown of thorns
dry the bleeding in the dirt
listen to the crown of thorns
in the shade of grace
listen to the crown of tears
turn into a palm of rose
I'm living in a room inside the man who pulls the trigger down
I'm walking every step the dead man's walking to the edge
I'm speaking every word the priest said to the nation on a screen
insanity create this inhumanity machine
dream away
dream us away

New tecniques based on plasmid transfer now make it possible
possible to determine
exact nucleotide sequences of isolated sections of the dna
when we raise clones
that's what we do
the thread of life is a threat of life
so what are we
we
we are
we are not
we're not god
creature
we've raised in laboratories
on base ephemeral
input keylock principal
genemachine you'll never know what you can do
protection of the rich ones
surveillance of the poor
so what when we raise a secret mushroom that we can't control
when we raise clones
that's what we do
the tread of time is a dread of life
so what are we
we
we are
we are not
we're not god
brand new breed based on plasmid transfer now make impossible
possible to determine
insane nucleotide frequences
eliminated
selection of the dna
when we raise clones
that's what we do
the thread of life is a threat of life
so what are we
we
we are
we are not
we're not god

The ceiling that we stare
a frame for all the shadows on the lonely night
attires the incantation
the sea in that we run
from dawn attented light in our scale of stars
with no illumination
I want to know
I want to hear you testify myself
I want to see
I want to feel the rain
let it rain
let it rain
rain down your salt in my wounds
lay down your gold in my wounds
where is water
where is the sun
why is it winter
and why god all your love has gone
the seasons that we change
will wash this constellation and our stains away
before we know the reason
why is it me
I want to hear you estimate myself
I want to know
I want to feel the rain
let it rain
let it rain
rain down your salt in my wounds
let it rain
let it rain
rain down your salt in my wounds
lay down your salt in my wounds
let it rain

On that day you went away
there was so much left to say
words disappeared and faded without a trace
memorized
mesmerising
field of dreams
seer of entire
to your limitation of being
protecting your seed in a time and a land full of scars out of war
you fly
just to see how all began
to innocence
the reason for it all
you hold me
and you hurt me
and you can catch the light that shines on me
sometimes when I sleep
I try to heal your wounds within my dreams
my life is younger than your eyes have never seen the sun again
but they can tell so many common stories
until the light failed him
and you fly
to the seal of our love
to hold the pages painted there above
and you fly
just to see what I've become
improve the circle
the reason for it all