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released December 2, 2010

Written and produced by Alexander Feige
Singer: Sandra Starke

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Alexander Feige Baienfurt, Germany

Born in 1974, startet writing music in 1991, I'm still just a songwriter, not an expert for soundproduction.

I have a ver large variety of styles and ideas; feel free to visit one of my sites like Facebook or twitter.
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Track Name: What You Do
What you do, what you look like,
Whatever you are, left or right,
What you do is what they like,
They want you to, they want you tight.
Is what you do and what you want still the same?
Or were you shunt into a lame game?
You see: what you do is everything about you
And not me.

What you do is what they see,
No matter if you don't agree.
What they want is just your look
And what they gave is what they took.
Is what you look and what you feel still the same?
If not it's you to blame - what a shame!

You feel: what you do
Is the only way to
Become real
Track Name: Ferryman Part 1
I saw the ferryman in a private booth,
I saw the ferryman in a private booth.
Coming home from daily terror,
Having a hard life in error,
I saw him without prey
And he called me.

I saw the ferryman in a private booth,
I saw the ferryman in a private booth.
Wondering what he's doing here,
Without the slightest fear,
I asked him for the way
And he told me.

I met the ferryman in his private shoes,
I met the ferryman in his private shoes.
Having had some talk, some beer,
Without the slightest fear,
He opened up my eyes
When he told me.

I met the ferryman in his private shoes,
I met the ferryman in his private shoes.
Leaving this old pub in town,
Returning savely at my home,
I saw the sun rise again.
Well,he told me:
Track Name: I Got Soul
Here are the words that I just write.
There is no reason to touch-type.
I don't care what you think about
The letters in cold cold print, screaming loud:
I got soul!
And I'm kickin' ass!
And I won't play your role!
Yeah, I got soul!
And I won't take less!
I can see through what you call a mess.

Here are the words that don't seem right, right?
But I don't care about zeitgeist, too.
I don't think that you care about
The meaning of what I'm pensively writing out.
I got soul!
And what a mess when I don't play my role.
Yeah, I got soul!
It's a fucking bliss!
Yeah, I know who I am and what it is!
Who ever never thought about
A way how to stand up from the crowd,
Telling me, keep up telling me
To do what ever you currently want me to -

But I got soul!
And I won't just do!
I don't wanna play your role!
As a whole:
Your mind needs caress
So be careful about who ever you bless!
Track Name: Bond Energy
This is the wall receiving my force,
It'S willing to stand all of my power.
Confidence is what I tell while trying to escape from hell.
Pursued the policy of power,
Pursued a plan of other's own,
No way out and made to measure:
The greatest wall ever known.

Tried to find the Ultimate pressure,
Tried to Tried to go through all the bricks,
But I failed in finding treasure;
No use in power or in tricks.

Bond engery has kept me within
And my will to resist know is growing thin.
No trust in the narrator,
Who doesn't exist, who doesn't matter.
Bond energy may save our hide,
with no thetic god
And no Jesus in sight.

This is the wall returning my force,
I'm willing to stand all of its power.
Suffering in my little dell,
Here is where I have to dwell.
Pursued the policy of pleasure,
Pursued a plan of other's own,
Hence there is no ultimate pressure,
Nobody may take the wall down!
Track Name: Soleirolia Soleirolii
Absence due to mourning.
Somewhere there is the sadness of an empty chair.
One to bear this pain is me;
Ridiculous compared to his.
Contrary wind, alone,
I am a shadow of my former self.
Soleirolia Soleirolii - fails to raise a smile on me.

It's been a whole decade, but still so wrong;
I still hear the cries.
The flowers still grow,
Behind them candles glow;
Little two squareyards paradise.

The green, it grows.
The wise man knows.
Your inscription talks to me.

Yet another morning.
Somewhere, the is the sadness of an empty chair.
But this one will stay alone
And he won't come home.
Contrary wind, alone,
I am a shadow of my former self.
Soleirolia Soleirolii, guard him, my little green.
Track Name: Shadow
In the night, no one sees a shadow.
You are like a shadow out of sight.

I keep waiting for you;
I keep trembling with you
And I spare no pain
When I perceive the darkness in you.

In the dark, no one knows the shadow.
Dark like a shadow;
The shadow: stealing my light.

Here, I'm awaiting you!
Here, the payment is due!
Can you feel the pain
When I give my darkness to you?
I keep waiting for you.
I keep trembling with you.
I belong to you
And I decide on you, too.

In the night, no one dares to follow.
Dead like a shadow,
The shadow: stealing my light!
At night no one sees a shadow;
You are like a shadow out of sight.
Track Name: Mould
Mould - Growing here and there
In our world of shadow
All along our days
Sad-faced and blear
Growing everywhere
Eating up the memory
Of those happy days
Mould is what you fear

Mould - Resistance would be vain
And every little candlelight
Will darken and appear
To leave god's sphere

See my rotten bane
And my failed belief
In my mind there is mould
All between my ears
The mould is eating me
I feel so unreal
And I end up in mould
Track Name: Tremor
Now it has happened to you.
And now it will change your life, too.

There is a tremor appearing in your left hand, oh no.
There is a fear in your brain that appears to be true, be true.
Everything's changed and is slithering off your left hand, oh no.
All sense has gone and your raising fears will come true, so true.

Where is what you reached out for?
Where is your soul and its core?
Now, that weak and shivering hand -
A sign of the upcoming end!

Your voice and your smile will freeze;
No one survived that disease.
All others will die some day.
But you will perish this way.
Track Name: In Me
No one will stay to be,
Nowhere to find the key.
Evil is cold and fierce,
Growing from hate and tears.

It's in me, it's in me,
I'm crucified; obsession to fight.

Useless are crime and war,
Anger is abusing law
And keeps turning the reel,
the aggression I feel

Is in me, is in me,
I'm crucified -
It's in me, it's me,
Beating the evil relentlessly!
It's in me, it's in me,
crying for honour and victory!
It's in me, it's in me,
Killing all evil so cowardly!
Track Name: Speed Of Life
It is a damn secret meaning of life, that's truly hard to find,
In any kind.
And in this life, there are people who make us wonder who they are,
But they are far.
They are designed to live,
They are designed, too.
They wonder why,
Sometimes they don't even cry, don't even cry.

I know, it's truly hard to free your mind and see the tears and cries
When you'r disguised.
Well, after all there is no way out of this miserey, its price
Are only lies.
We are designed to live,
We are designed to die;
Not worth a dime
Wondering all the time.
Track Name: Lie (Strong Mix)
It's clear any side.
High - take a ride.
We're far away,
Let's stear, do not play!

All clear,
Oceans wide,
High - all your pride.
Stear far away,
There's fear but no escape!

We're underway,
Go - do not stay!
Cry if you dare,
There's lie everywhere.

Our way out of sight,
There's only grey, fading light.
Go, don't ask why;
Everything is a lie!
Track Name: Peek-a-boo
Here are the guys, are the girls, in a west-end tavern,
Lost in own worlds, knowing fear.
Here are the strong, are the weak of a stalactite cavern,
Lost in their time but coming near.

Peek-a-boo, I see you (Whatever you say, you will have to pay)

Here are our brave heroes, too, and the utter craven,
Bound in their minds like running deer.
Here go the rich and the poor until they are rotten,
Grubs in their eye and in their ear.

Peek-a-boo, I see you (But there is no way; wipe the dawn away!)

Do you know who you are?
Do you know your way?
Do you know how the crowd will laugh when you're out?
Do you know what you read?
Do you read between the lines?
Do you know how the crowd avoids understanding?
And history: Always repeating. Always repeating. Always...

Peek-a-boo, I see you (Whatever you say, yeah, they had to pay)
Track Name: Ferryman Part 2
Some of my clients imagine they're not the same
Like anybody else in this whole lifelong game.
And some of them ignore the fact that I am there.
And some of them pretend there will be a happy end.

So, always remember that you
Will be one of my clients, too.

Some of my clients imagine that they have time
And they spend each second for another dime.
And some of them ignore that I am getting near.
And some don't understand the fact that there's an end.

And always remember that you
Will be one of my clients, too.

Some of my clients know that I'm an act of god.
Some of my clients run to me and some just nodd.
And some of them are frightened and cry;
And I just wonder why - 'cause life is going by.

Always remember that you
Will be one of my clients, too.
And always remember that you
Will be one of my clients, too.

What will you do?