– HAMBACH –

PANDRA VOX

Hambach forrest, don’t say rock
Up on an old oak, a sentinel walk
Hear the speeches above the peak
Primitive lands become so weak
Break in, woods soul is stamped
Dig in, deep the ground
They force in, they break in

12 000 years memory
142 species
200 year-old oak glory
Countless wildlife corridors
Break in, all year round
Spoiling what really counts
They force in, they break in 

Replace trees with coal
Disgrace in the eyes of all

Muddy fairytale, money digs the graves, 
Muster their soldiers, full with shareholders, 
Take down trees and excavate
Carbon dioxide, misguide wildlife, 
Non stop emissions, suffocate, don’t ask, 
Who’s next on the death species show ?

It leads, it leads, to this world
It leads, it leads, to your world, this world, your world

Now I want to risk all my principles
I’m sick for all of this for the sake of profit
Not so much of them earn a lot of money,
When some play for free and live high in the trees
Fight this way of life
Hyperconsumption means exploitation, means exploitation
I just wanna live up to my principles
Are you really ready to stop to consume ?

Replace trees with coal
Disgrace in the eyes of all

Alerts ringing on my heart dot com
Enchain yourself to excavators
This is a fight against energy gang
Come on, take my hand, the battlefield is scanned,
The biggest polluters move their black checkers
Who’s next on the death varieties show ?

It leads, it leads, to this world 
It leads, it leads, to your world, this world, your world

Now I want to risk all my principles
I’m sick for all of this for the sake of profit
Not so much of them earn a lot of money, 
When some play for free and live high in the trees
Fight this way of life 
Hyperconsumption means exploitation, means exploitation
I just wanna live up to my principles
Are you really ready to stop to consume ?

 

– WHAT HAPPENS IN WONDERLAND ? –

PANDRA VOX

Hit the road to convenience 
What happens in wonderland ?
More weapons and guns
What happens in wonderland ?
They closed the borders
War at the door, invisible gate 
Warning alert, now emergency state
They merge respect and suspect
Everywhere

Don’t you dare have a look at the other side,
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
Please don’t look at the other side,
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
The white bunny has sold the door and everything we’re fighting for

Wisdom drowns in quicksands
What happens in wonderland ?
Birdmen stuck to the grounds
What happens in wonderland ?
They closed the borders
Peace intents as mirror shards
War is sent as postcards
Everywhere

Don’t you dare have a look at the other side, 
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
Please don’t look at the other side, 
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
The white bunny has sold the door and everything we’re fighting for


I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
The white bunny has sold the door and everything we’re fighting for
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
I don’t want you to look at the other side
Please don’t look at the other side, 
I don’t want you to know we’ve lied
The white bunny has sold the door and everything we’re fighting for

– THIS IS NOT A FISHING BOAT –

PANDRA VOX

Tonight, I can’t help thinking about the waves
Tonight, I can’t help (it), the ocean is their grave
In those arks, Noah’s out, they’ve been left alone
Once the East became the South, they get lost

Tonight I can’t help thinking about their wings
Apart from their backs, floating away on the sea
Before fleeing the dark, they joined their own sun
Hundreds of thousands radiant as one

Hope is a land to walk
a  place where you can speak out loud
Long is the cross and harsh
Smugglers stole money and hearts

The harsh search for a better life
A second shot at a better life

Tonight I can’t help thinking about their choice
Tonight I can’t help, the horizon for own voice
Gone for a brand new home, dangers to overcome
Will they find our doors open, will you open yours ?

Hope is a land to walk
a  place where you can speak out loud
Long is the cross and harsh
Smugglers stole money and hearts

 

The harsh search for a better life
A second shot at a better life

Hope is a land to walk
a  place where you can speak out loud
Long is the cross and harsh
Smugglers stole money and hearts

 

 

– SYALLE IS BURNING –

PANDRA VOX

He drives at night in the woods
So nervous, a real bad mood
The flames are dancing
The dog is barking close to the house

He closes his door and the roof
embraces the sky, red red rude
The neighbors are sleeping
The snow is melting around the house

Burn burn burn burn burn it down 
Burn burn burn burn burn till dawn
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults

6 months later, hot in summer
He counts his money, got the fever
The insurance saw nothing
The neighbors keep blaming him for the ruins

He loads his truck, with plastic scrap
Trash and ashes, filling the gaps
The National Park is blind
The source smells so bad cause of the ruins 

Burn burn burn burn burn it down 
Burn burn burn burn burn till dawn
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults

He says he sets the fire to keep warm
Forgot to call the firemen, nature is wild
And he didn’t use no water
Let the motherfucker burn

Burn burn burn burn burn it down 
Burn burn burn burn burn till dawn
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults
Burn burn burn burn burry his faults
 

 

– LEND ME YOUR EYES –

PANDRA VOX

I live in this corridor
Where my demons ask for more 
I live in this corridor

My heart is full of red ants
Each one raise 3 times it’s weight
My heart is full of red ants

Lend me your eyes for a morning, a night, a second, eternity
Lend me your eyes

Cover this 2 square meters
Grow some venus fly traps flowers
Cover this 2 square meters

Uncap the rough and shake the sky
It’s time to ride on upside down stars
Uncap the rough and shake the sky

Lend me your eyes for a morning, a night, a second, eternity
Lend me your eyes

Before I break down and break my head on, 
I break my head on what’s in front of me,
Oh no I break my head on, 
I break my head on what’s in front of me,
too close to reality, reality

Dig a hole in this fucking whity wall
Grab a fish and swim to Roma
Dig a hole in this fucking whity wall

Draw in my mind all around the world
Simple pleasures for great treasures
Draw in my head around the world

Dig a hole in this fucking whity wall and crawl (Carry my breathe)
Draw in my mind all around the world and more (Carry my breathe) Turn my arm into a tunel of corals and more (Carry my breathe)
Turn my arm into a tunel of corals and more (Carry my breathe to the Acropole)

Lend me your eyes
Lend me your eyes for a morning, a night, a second, eternity
Lend me your eyes

Before I break down and break my head on,  
I break my head on what’s in front of me, 
Oh no I break my head on,  
I break my head on what’s in front of me, 
too close to reality, reality

 

 

– TOO LATE FOR A HAPPY ENDING –

PANDRA VOX

You decide to darken blue or white
So afraid to try to make it out
You abort any chances to be right
Step aside before, before they call you out 

 You are not as good as you pretend
I am not the only one to blame
You won’t be my long-lasting burden
It’s too late for a happy ending 

You decide to darken days or nights
Never dare to show what you’re worth
Ambition is a word you ban
Too afraid to try, to try not to fail

 You are not as good as you pretend
I am not the only one to blame
You won’t be my long-lasting burden
It’s too late for a happy ending

Too late, too late, too late, too late
Your weeks are week-ends with no end
Good for a season, not my plans

I don’t want to take control
I don’t want to take control
I don’t want to take control
your life is shitty, you make it on your own

I don’t want to take control 
I don’t want to take control 
I don’t want to take control 
your life is shitty, you make it on your own

I don’t care
I don’t want to take control
I don’t want to take control
I don’t care

I don’t want to take control 
I don’t want to take control 
I don’t want to take control 
your life is shitty, you make it on your own

– SET THEM FREE –

PANDRA VOX

He switched from the light hall to the back of the black wall
He saw what’s behind for a while
Lost his smile

He learnt from everyone enemies are all around
Not every family
is a little army

When is the last trooper ? When will stop the murders ?
What if you stopped playing soldier ? Blood and blood and anger

He switched from the uniform to a mind monochrome
Can’t hide, can’t run
The past is never gone

He waits for an eclipse to fade into catharsis
Stands at the ready
Hopes to be free

When is the last trooper ? When will stop the murders ?
What if you stopped playing soldier ? Blood and blood and anger

They didn’t know they were civilians
In a school they’re no humans
For sure, the kids wore weapons too
But they don’t play, they don’t play the way you do

Then will come the last trooper, he’ll stop all these murders
And no one will play soldier ? Alive, no more troopers

Set them free, set them free, set them free, set them free

 

 

– MR JEKYLL –

PANDRA VOX

Hi Mr Jekyll
Do you mind if I borrow this strange devil by your side ?
Hidden inside he killed some of my dreams
I let him forget my mind

Hey Mr Jekyll,
How can you be so mad and yet seem so wise?
What if I stole you sheep’s perfume to catch a wolf,
or 1 or 2 or the werewolf

We’re divided
Weird
We’re divided
Weird
The good the bad, what’s unexpected

Hi Mr Jekyll,
I heard you drilling in your room late at night
The hell hole you screamed in is full of pictures,
I had in my mind

Hey Mr Jekyll
How can you be so sad and yet seem so bright ?
You stand in the front row, shining, no one saw you rob,
you robbed them all, you robbed them all

We’re divided
Weird
We’re divided
Weird
The good the bad, what’s unexpected

How do you ruin their lives and make them clap ?
What if I start to snatch your whole business,
Sure I won’t hide, I won’t hide

We’re divided
Weird
We’re divided
Weird
The good the bad, what’s unexpected

 

 

– AGAIN –

PANDRA VOX

Till you walk again, you talk again
We’ll be there by your side
Like angels by your side
We cry anger, anger
Comes the storm, next the sun

You lost your voice (x3)
Don’t worry you’ll talk again
Deep within you, under your skin
Till your skeleton, I hear your blood singing

From North to South
From your feet to your mouth
Hold your strength to fight for life
From your room to the front door
Halls, gardens,
soon you’ll walk again
In the house, in the malls,
From the forrest to the ocean
The words to be placed
The walks to be phrased
You make me believe
you’ll talk again, you’ll walk again

Don’t worry, we’re all around
Fighting for you, every morning has to run
Even the moon will wake up at noon
Don’t worry, we are one

You lost your voice (x3)
Don’t worry you’ll talk again
Deep within you, under your skin
Till your skeleton, I hear your blood singing

Forth from the earth
A flow of heart to rebirth
Hold your strength to fight for life
From you hand to your ankle
Bones, muscles
sure you’ll smile again
Just one, two, one more
longer step to go further
The words to be placed
The walks to be phrased
You make me believe
you’ll talk again, you’ll walk again

Don’t worry, we’re all around
Fighting for you, every morning has to run
Even the moon will wake up at noon
Don’t worry, we are one

 

 

– FEAR –

PANDRA VOX

Fear is the 1st enemy
No rules, no law for fear, born everywhere in the city

In your head begins the war
As a spy in disguise,
she seeps in and she rises
where your weakness are

At first, you’re quiet, you control
Then the fear creeps into your home
Treasures and strategies you swear
to fight in this middle of nowhere
You’d really like to enjoy the thrill
But that matters is a prayer
Allow yourself a prayer (x3)

Fear is the 1st enemy
In your body, you feel fear, every face turns creepy

It’s getting cold
When breath runs away
No courage, no replay
How long can you hold?

At first, you’re quiet, you control
Then the fear creeps into your home
Treasures and strategies you swear
to fight in this middle of nowhere
You’d really like to enjoy the thrill
But that matters is a prayer
Allow yourself a prayer (x3)

Fear is my 1st enemy
Reason can help ; for a while to feel in safety

If you light it up sometimes
What grows dark can’t last
Away fake artefacts
Shade is in the past

At first, I’m quiet, I control
Then the fear creeps into my home
Treasures and strategies I swear
to fight in this middle of nowhere
I’d really like to enjoy the thrill
But what matters is a prayer
Allow myself a prayer

 

 

– GO –

PANDRA VOX

It took such a long long time
Nothing before
No, nothing before
was ever said, ever said
Long time, long time, long time, long time

But this guy was all set to
a strange endless game, a strange endless game
Heavy words, he used heavy words
When he took things the wrong way

Is it a toxic road ?
Is it a toxic pace ?
Would he let me go ?

And then I figured it out one day 
He loved a poster, his own reflexion
Long time, long time, long time, long time

I noticed I was not in there
I know life can come this way
But I can’t struggle with him day after day

Is it a toxic road ?
Is it a toxic pace ?
Would he let me go ?

Is it a toxic road ? 
Is it a toxic pace ?
Would he let me go ?

 

 

– GOT GUTS –

PANDRA VOX

Old, old man, forget your age 
Old, old man, get out of your bed 

You had some guts to climb on that branch
To get your head out of the sand
Worse or better, whatever the end
You stepped up to the plate

You had some guts to climb on that branch
To get your head out of the sand
Worse or better, whatever the end
You stepped up to the plate

Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ? 
What can wake you up while you mope ?
Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ?
What can shake you up while you mope ?

You gave oxygen to some little little plans
Got excited by silent parades
Tackled new roles, expected no thanks
Sought a new breath in fish tanks

You had the strength to stare it down
No guidelines, no remote controls
You’ve fought through the fog, massive all around
Never afraid to play the fool

Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ? 
What can wake you up while you mope ?
Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ?
What can shake you up while you mope ?

Sour you became, Inert, no more flame
Behind your dark screen
Energy is a quest, In your sofa you rest
Blind to what’s real

Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ?
What can wake you up when you mope ?

Bitter you became, Intolerant you blame
The whole planet to decay
Free spirit is a quest , In your sofa you rest
Return to the main display

Now, who’s gonna catch me when I fall ?
What can wake you up when you mope ?

 

 

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