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MD Messiah... Isn't it Me? - 2001


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1. Intro
2. Messiah... Isn't It Me?
3. Dancing On The Ledge
4. Divine Contract
5. Capriccio In G-Moll Per Violino Ed Basso Guitarra
6. Hymn to My Dying Land
7. Patriot Games
8. Pariah (brutal edit)
9. Land of Lakes


 
 Intro
 
 All these people were still living by faith when they died.
 They did not recieve the things promised; they only saw them
 and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted
 that they were aliens and strangers on earth. 
 
 Messiah... Isn't It Me?
 (Lyrics by D.Basik & Al.Vertel) 
 
 Hailed... Failed... Jailed... Nailed... 
 
 So, going down again with all your life in vein, 
 But blessed are you who mourn  does not it ease your pain? 
 You tell me who's to blame? Who's that one to shame? 
 Found the one in mirror? Oh, it looks so lame! 
 Who told you Sacrifice!? (I think it sounds like good advice)
 So tell me where are those the virtuous? Hiding from your eyes! 
 No one to suffer with? But know that suffering is bliss! 
 You are the righteous tag on punching beg  I love the way it is! 
 
 And when they beat  you deserve it, 
 (The) way they treat  you should love it, 
 (And) when they twit  you should know it's right.
 They seal you from the tempting wishes,
 Heal you from the thoughts so vicious,
 Peel you till you're clean to guide to Light 
 Messiah be your Guide! 
 
 Chorus:
 And you hate what you've got and you love what you've lost, 
 And you hope you do right but too high is the cost. 
 And you pray for this cup to be taken from you, 
 But it's yours  drink it up, ain't you longing to? 
 Messiah died for you! 
 
 But wasn't it me who taught you wisdom they're sweetly calling sin?
 I did not promise Heaven's Kingdom but gave you everything... 
 
 The One they blame for the wrongs they do, 
 I am the Evil that always does Good! 
 
 Just like a snake I crept in your bed, made you feel the flame you'd never had.
 I made you dare the things you never would, I made you feel beloved and understood. 
 I made you wish: you wished  you got. Now, will you tell me that you loved me not? 
 I let you be, I made you see  so, tell me who's Messiah if not Me? 
 
 And when they beat  you deserve it, 
 (The) way they treat  you should love it, 
 (And) when they twit  you should know it's right.
 They seal you from the tempting wishes,
 Heal you from the thoughts so vicious,
 Peel you till you're clean to guide to Light 
 Messiah be your Guide! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 One and two, two and three: telling A you tell me B, 
 Three and four, four and five: what you wish the most in life? 
 Six and seven, seven  eight: hurry up, don't make me wait, 
 Eight and nine, nine  ten: if answer's wrong  we'll start again! 
 
 Father, why me? Why has it to be? Did You know? Did You see? Sacrifice me!
 Why am I the one? Chosen  Your own Son. Why shall it be done? Crucify me, Father!
 Sins my blood atoned... Hearts my love unstoned...
 Faith (I brought) they owed... Sanctify me!
 Father, why me? Why has it to be? You did know! You did you see!
 Why have You forsaken me?! 
 
 Dancing on the Ledge
 (Lyrics by Dm. Basik & Alena Gornyh)
 
 If you see me dead blind, if you find me insane,
 Wildly dancing on ledge of the house in flame.
 Will you stay next to me when there's no one around?
 Will you dance by my side when the ledge crashes down? 
 
 Why have we ever been there? Lent to each other's embrace,
 Just helpless puppets we've been dragged from quite different plays.
 When she looked deep  he looked high: them someone tried to unite.
 Two blind birds in the sky told they would see the sun light. 
 
 So close and so strange, so far and so dear,
 Too false to be true, so wrong to be real.
 Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
 Fly, fly Bonny!
 Together apart, with the love we would treat,
 Or was it the love that deserved to be bred?
 To hear it sound, hear it resound to us
 Die, die Bonny! 
 
 CHORUS:
 Dancing on the ledge
 Like dancing on the ledge 
 
 Did not we know from the start? Who did we try to deceive?
 Or did we cherish that hope? Say, did we really believe?
 Say we would need it so much just having nothing to choose...
 ...It was so easy to dream when we had nothing to lose.
 Too false to be true while being so real,
 Too far and so close while feeling so weird,
 Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
 Fly, fly, Bonny!
 But losing it all, will we ever regret?
 Losing that something we never had.
 Can hear it sound, hear it resound to us
 Die, die Bonny! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Say, will you be there when the ledge crashes down?
 Dancing with me till we fall to the ground?
 Will I hear you say, hear you pray me
 Fly, fly Bonny!
 Never so close to the last time we part,
 Never so true being wrong from the start.
 Let's hear it sound, hear it resound to us
 Die, die Bonny! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Divine Contract
 (Lyrics by Dmitry Basik)
 
 Stand by me shining bright. Lead me out to the light.
 From the dark I am in. From my vice and my sin. 
 
 Hallelujah.
 Arrogant and so naive, in myself I did believe
 Thought I could decide my fate
 And find the key to the heaven's gate
 But now I'm saved, you guide my way
 All I need is to kneel and pray
 I count on you, divine friend,
 Take me to the promised land!
 You are light in dead of night, shelter in the storm
 Helpful hand and super friend, mighty, almighty! 
 
 CHORUS:
 You can't, you don't and you may not
 You must, you will, you should, you ought
 I am confused, I must confess
 But anyway I'll do my best.
 Hej-hough! Hough-hej! Hosanna hej-hough! Hej-hough! Hough-hej! Sanna hej! 
 
 But if I sin, what is your price? I'm all ears for your advice
 Is it money that I pay?
 Or names of saints that I pray?
 So let's us ink divine deal
 And make my own salvation real
 And when we meet in heaven's court
 I hope you will offend me not! 
 
 You are light, you're light, shelter in the storm
 Helpful hand, my friend, mighty, almighty! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Buddha or Krishna, Mohammed or Christ 
 Equally mighty, equally wise,
 Blessing or curse, better or worse 
 Choose or refuse them all.
 It is the roulette of your life and you put the stakes:
 It is black, it is red, and it gives and it takes
 And the roulette rolls and the iron ball
 Will tell you if you rise or fall... 
 
 You are light in dead of night, shelter in the storm
 Helpful hand and super friend, mighty, almighty!
 You are light in dead of night, shelter in the storm
 Helpful hand and super friend, mighty, almighty! 
 
 Capriccio in G-moll per violino ed basso guitarra
 (Music by Bagrat, S. Markus, Al. Gladysh)
 
 (Instrumental) 
 
 Hymn to My Dying Land
 (Lyrics by Dm. Basik & Al. Vertel)
 
 CHORUS:
 Stand for the nation brought to knees,
 Oh the sons of courage,
 Stand for the land where you were born!
 Stand for the nation brought to knees,
 Oh the sons of courage,
 Stand for the land that you call home! 
 
 Hey, the land of enslaved nation,
 Break your dream, open your eyes.
 Rend the chains of humiliation,
 From your bleeding knees arise!
 How long you'll endure the pain
 To burst out your martial moan?
 How long will the tyrants reign
 In my turned to prison home? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Will I ever see the sunshine
 Breaking thunder clouds wall?
 Will be ever free the country,
 My Native Land I proudly call? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Patriot Games
 (Lyrics by M. Schur, Dm. Basik, Al. Vertel)
 
 Mi rival, quin eres t que me has hecho tu blanco?
 Quir llen tu espritu de este rencor a tu hermano?
 Eres un carnvoro perro feroz de tus amos
 Querra es, su inters, que t y yo detestamos. 
 
 Lofty aims... humanity...
 Hypocritical fighting for seat.
 Empowered nonenties,
 How sweet your insolent deceit!
 (Mean deceit)
 Benefactors with swears' bait,
 Stuck on the hook of civil war.
 Spawn of vipers, sowing hate,
 Your power bought by nation's gore.
 Patriot games  what are they for?
 Patriot games  I want them no more! 
 
 Ttere de imbciles, t quemaste la casa.
 Qu te di tu ciego dios por comenzar esta caza?
 Voy a ser tu vctima, puede ser t sers ma,
 El final ser igual: una mortal agona... 
 
 Patriot games  what are they for?
 Patriot games  I don't need no more!
 
  Pariah.
 (lyrics by Dmitry Basik) 
 
 With dismay you meet the rising dawn,
 Tired of the endless roam,
 You've lost your way and there is no return
 To the place you long ago called home.
 With a burnt out soul and broken will,
 After years of pain you've suffered through,
 With every freedom-loving breath they'd kill,
 There's nothing left of the real you 
 
 CHORUS:
 Blind to your pain, deaf to all the words you say,
 Never even cared to take you as you are,
 Crippling your life, treated you like nasty stray,
 Refused to be their slave, you're labeled pariah. 
 
 Life has past, and all is gone,
 And bleeding mind no longer cares,
 And only labeled heart and crown of thorns
 Still bring you back in your nightmares... 
 
 CHORUS:
 Living in the hell they proudly call society,
 Burning with the hate they've sown in your heart,
 Trying to retain your life grain of sanity,
 Which let you be yourself which stamps you pariah. 
 
 I've got no heart, I've got no thoughts, I've got no face,
 I suffocate, I can't tear out from your embrace,
 And day by day, through all my life I obey your will,
 I'm just the one among the crowd you slowly kill. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Land of Lakes.
 (lyrics by Dmitry Basik) 
 
 Here I am uncouth and wild
 Here I am tolerant and mild
 Look at me, your neglected child,
 My hard-hearted Land of Lakes.
 You gave me birth but drained my soul,
 You cut my wings and let me fall,
 Where are you, can't you hear my call,
 Oh my callous Land of Lakes?
 You bereaved my heart, shut up in jail,
 You took my home to put up for sale,
 Where is your love, will it prevail
 In my cruel Land of Lakes?
 You never showed you needed me,
 You never loved and will never be,
 You've killed your child can't you see,
 My dear mother, my Land of Lakes?
 Hey-ho, born to be your child,
 Hey-ho, living through the aches,
 Hey-ho, burn to be your child,
 I hail you Land of Lakes! 
 
 
 
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