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Angel Eyes
04:50
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Drifting all alone where I don't belong,
don't get me wrong I'm coming home to you, home to you.
All alone in the sand with the sun in my eyes,
travelled through this land I've told my share of lies, share of lies.
Blue sky, Angel Eyes.
Drifting all alone where I don't belong,
don't get me wrong I'm coming home to you, home to you.
All alone in the sand with the sun in my eyes,
travelled through this land I've told my share of lies, Angel Eyes.
Blue sky.
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Korea
04:08
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You pray on the poor and the weak,
and you seem to divide us.
Hatred is the only thing that you can share,
and the burned world beneath us.
When your mansion comes crumbling down,
one of these days we're gonna push you down.
When your Walls come crumbling down,
One of these days we're gonna push you down.
You may have meet all your worldly needs,
but your conscience still bleeds.
Your lust for golden opportunities,
has the once that you should feed.
When your mansion comes crumbling down,
one of these days we're gonna push you down.
When your Walls come crumbling down,
one of these days we're gonna push you down
When your mansion comes crumbling down,
one of these days we're gonna push you down.
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Mars
04:44
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We travel in a group of three,
it's my only family.
To live forever more in books,
besides all the kings and crooks.
Even the Gods
will know my own name.
Seven years in outer space,
how long will it take.
Stars circle all around,
silence is the only sound.
Even the Gods
will know my own name.
New horizon filled with red,
green lights we go ahead.
It's my new home to be,
iron dust and space debris.
Even the Gods
will know my own name.
We landed on the other side,
live support for awhile.
Self comfort in a thought,
to be the first on mars to walk.
Even the Gods
will know my own name.
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Shadows
04:03
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Vestri
04:24
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Manstu þann dag, er við mættumst á myrkum stað.
Feimin og ung, ó hvað við dáðum heiminn.
Féllu okkar bernskubrek, fyllt í hjarta æskuþrek.
Ó hve gott er að geta haldið í góðar minningar, um liðna tíð.
Manstu þann dag, er við hlupum um grænan lund.
Sungum söngvana, lengi vel um aftan stund.
Djúpu rjóðri falin í, þar við háðum fuglastríð.
Ó hve gott er að geta haldið í góðar minningar, um liðna tíð.
Stál í styrktri tungu og brosið ákaft heitt.
Degi fagna, virtist ég öllu geta breytt.
Gleði mín djúp og rík, vorsins bláa himni lík.
Ó hve gott er að geta haldið í góðar minningar, um liðna tíð.
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One Week Wonder Reykjavík, Iceland
Hailing from Iceland, One Week Wonder is a band made up of two keyboard players, Árni Guðjónsson and Magnus Benedikt and drummer Helgi. After relocating to Berlin in the Fall of 2014 the trio began writing and churning out song after song. When they formed two years prior they couldn't have imagined the creative chemistry they would have. ... more
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