Impressum
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we are the faceless.
you are one of us.
bound to the same fight.
see it happen, face yourself.
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Silent figures veiled by black hoods enter the stage,
a mysterious atmosphere pervades the room
and the hooded creatures remain motionless…
The audience is not in for a typical rock show.
The concept band conducts their music as a haunting artwork,
mesmerizing the listeners with anonymous aesthetics.
The sound of 'Ego Get Your Gun' is characterized
by a contrast between organic spaces and mechanical edges,
multi-layered tone colors and abstract perspectives.
Their concept is an appeal to emotional liberation from the modern, helpless self –
a rebellion against the sensory overload in a jaded world
in order to create an own reality.
CAPE HORN
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a sip seawater 'cause I wanna taste, may be different at a different place
may be the last thing I swallow down, 'cause so many others have died here at Cape Horn
I can see the cliffs through the haze, and I'm really not at ease, as always
I am thinking about some lines, I read about former journeys of exactly this kind

long forgotten stories of the ancient ocean I'll be drowning in

and the wetness hitting against my hood, sharp and mean - not getting rid of it
like having fever, sweating hot and freeze and my head paints pictures of a calm and waveless sea
where I hold my wheel and watch the evening sun

long forgotten stories of the ancient ocean I'll be drowning in

I passed by, I'm looking at these cliffs behind that will soon be gone
oh, the winds, why don't they cease, but incorporate to a hurricane?
oh, I hold my wheel and watch the setting sun

long forgotten stories of the ancient ocean - I'll recount its tales
DRIPSTONE CAVE
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no lights, but I need none, I touch and feel
water from the inner earth dripping off lonely walls now
 
I'm gone, on my way, I'm caught in a dripstone cave
I'm gone, while I stay to grow old in a dripstone cave
 
wading through a virgin pond, stepping down 'til I have to swim
desire from above, inspiringly dripping upon me before I get ground under my feet again
 
I'm gone, on my way, imbued the dripstone cave
I'm gone, while I stay to grow old in a dripstone cave
 
hand over hand, it's grey and drab, along the curves my fingers grab
they're wet and smooth, kind of soft - I might lie between and close my eyes
 
I'm listening to the olms, they cry
they're singing their, singing their lullabies
SILK ROAD
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leaving Silk Road to find a short cut, I walk down and I'm crossing a ravine massive rocks and then ...

I feel desire but I won't smack this for real - down here below
I shut my eyes so that I won't track this ideal - here below  
in between some thoughts - a creature that occurs, lucent, it is blurred - but somehow it disturbs
 
I feel desire but I won't smack this for real - down here below
I shut my eyes so that I won't track this ideal - here below

too far off the way I focused on, my mind reveals the shape of a charming silhouette that can't be real
she's dressed in a silk cloth and she is a strange ideal
she's a curse who awakes desires that I should never feel
  oh, I am off the road I am always - I am on
 
I feel desire but I won't smack this for real - down here below
I shut my eyes so that I won't track this ideal - here below
GOLD COAST
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what a sight is the sea that's alive and will put its stamp on the set
where the structures have widely been spread, so that you cannot waive or forget
what a nasty big grey beauty, but the - but the waves will dash
like the Gold Coast regains gold, and I'm - I'm the chosen dead

watch the sea - it starts to play, the stage is already set
watch the sea - and I won't leave, but be a part of that

now the waves are raging - they decline false progression of the play and how the set's combined

there was a steam in the distance like there was something that hides
a cruel roar broke the silence, an assault of the tide
what a sight is the sea that grows and the - and the scene won't drop
what a shock, the plates collide to get its - get its force formed up

now the waves are raging - they decline false progression of the play and how the set's combined
masses foaming - surging floors - crashing coastline and taking what was once its own

they've left the hall, ebb and flow, nothing like it was - the act before
yes, all's gone - it's only me, and the horizon builds new scenes
VOLGA (1/2)
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stuck in mud, up to my knees while I try to walk upstream, I'm helpless and I'm sore
this smell, it makes me sick, gnawed-off bones, rotten wood, it drifts along with a faintly creak

I fell for a lie, I've spent hundred days of suffering
I fell for a lie, I've seen thousand miles for nothing
 
over time my legs feel numb 'til they stop to move, I'm stunned that I'm losing
 every inch of ground, every ... single move robs my strength but I get there
the riverside is a place where I take care of my injuries, my weakness, acting wrong
while I'm thinking of the next days, to go on

I fell for a lie, I've spent hundred days of suffering
I fell for a lie, I've seen thousand miles for nothing

floating upstream, leave this jaded world behind, I'm bound to this fight
in this faceless world I'm restless finally I face myself

VOLGA (2/2)
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true game, truth came

one admired, one to fight them all
one tired, one broke the wall
the one admired, the one can fight them all
the one never tired, the one broke the wall
I'm the one who's admired, I'm the one who can fight them all
I'm the one never tired I'm the one who broke the wall
 
I'm the hero, I need no one over here
I can face it and will fight them without fear
wide awake I shut my eyes and I can feel
that the surface opens up for my ordeal