The Soul Collector Laguna
Instrumental
Inside Your Soul Wortmann, Priester,
Polchowicz, Mello
We are the evil in disguise Maybe all we want is
everything
You try to stay awake
We are living in your mind We are commanding your
life
You try to stay awake
In your cold dreams You are alone Then you
lie, you cry, You taste
Lost in this place, you don't have
control We can live inside your soul Lost in this place, you
don't have control We can live inside your soul
Our dark blood runs in your veins And your body
burns in hell
You try to stay awake
In your cold dreams You are alone Then you
lie, you cry You taste
Lost in this place, you don't have
control We can live inside your soul Lost in this place, you
don't have control We can live inside your soul
The Massacre Trilogy Part I: Sailing The Sea
of Sorrow Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello
Oh Lord, no sign to relief Of this agony
inside Such a pain is not fair How long shall it last
Sailing the sea of sorrow
Beyond this point There's no turning back No
time to repent No time to regreat
Sailing the sea of sorrow
My soul is bleeding A sea of sorrow In the
middle of nothing Seeking tomorrow Darkness
surrounding This bloody expedition
Sailing the sea of sorrow
How can I finish An impossible mission? A sea
of sorrow Embraces the fleet The stars above us And hell
underneath
Sailing the sea of sorrow Sailing the sea
of sorrow
Navigating on the sea of sorrow Under the
moonlight Fear is your only friend Vastness just your eyes
can see
Part II: To Tame a Land Martinez,
Priester, Polchowicz, Mello
How long shall we fight to tame a land?
How much blood is needed From the lives spent?
Thunder and lightning Flashes of metal Forces
uprising In the heat of the battle
Violence and force Weapons and power Armored
corps Fearless marching forward
Surrender or die The crown must
prevail Surrender or die The King shall be
hailed
How long shall we fight to tame a land?
How much blood is needed From the lives spent?
Blood on the sand Screams in the air We
conquer the land You watch it in despair
Life or death People are dying Walking to
hell Burning in the fire
Surrender or die The crown must
prevail Surrender or die The King shall be
hailed
How long shall we fight to tame a land?
How much blood is needed From the lives spent?
Part III: Five Hundred's
Enough Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello
Sail, white man Rape, European Come,
bastards To steal us all
In the name of God Rise the swords of
Christ And smash every little worm That cries for freedom
On your knees, Indians The old world
Barbarian Is here to reign
You must kiss the cross Raise churches of
gold Give diamonds for mirrors
Be blessed the righteous Who served those chosen
ones God wants you all To save the Crown of Portugal
In the name of God They've killed millions And
smashed every little worm That cried for freedom
On your knees, Indians The old world
Barbarian Is here to reign
You must kiss the cross Raise churches of
gold Give diamonds for mirrors
Five hundred's enough
Savior Zukauska, Priester, Polchowicz,
Mello
I hear voices in my head I will see the
flame You will see the flame Savior is my name
Behind the power of my eyes Is the escape You
never know who is coming Create your face
While you think about the past The world doesn't
change Your life is now in my hand Give me your plan
Sometimes I think about solutions But the
problems of the world I can't change
I don't know what to do To stop the visions
That disturb my thoughts
I feel sick, I feel so tired
Because I'm lost in my doubt What do you think
about me?
Because Savior is my name Is my
name... Because Savior is my name Is my name...
The Vision Laguna
Instrumental
Legions of Fate Wortmann, Priester,
Polchowicz, Mello
It's the year two thousand and ninety Beyond the
stars There are so bad creatures living Creatures from the
dark
Then I had a vision, maybe Devastation comes
down And Earth needs some hope Aliens coming to fight
Legions of fate Go to the battle
Forces arise, destroying The aliens from
the stars
They walk among us now And you don't see They
stole our strength, you can't feel We fell in disgrace
Something has to be done Before it's too
late And Earth needs some hope Aliens coming to fight
Legions of fate Go to the battle
Forces arise, destroying The aliens from
the stars
Many years ago there was A people that was
guided By a serpent strong and clever Running its way of fire
She dominated the knowledge To fight creatures of
the dark Help us now Life goes on...
Forces arise, destroying The aliens from
the stars
Living in Trouble - Part I Martinez,
Priester, Polchowicz, Mello
Inside your home Nobody stands you No work, no
school You'll be a homeless soon
Get a job I don't need a boss Cut that
hair Fuck you, I don't care
You go up in smoke Fucking the maid mad Locked
in the bedroom Banging until death
Get a job I don't need a boss Cut that
hair Fuck you, I don't care
Living in trouble - That's my
vocation Living in trouble - It's no religion Living in
trouble - That's my vocation Living in trouble - Fuck you, that's
my life
Living in Trouble - Part II Martinez,
Priester, Polchowicz, Mello
At night on the streets Looking for some trouble
No money, no way Who am I? I don't know
Get a job I don't need a boss Cut that
hair Fuck you, I don't care
Living in trouble - That's my
vocation Living in trouble - It's no religion Living in
trouble - That's my vocation Living in trouble - Fuck you, that's
my life
No Command Martinez, Priester,
Polchowicz, Mello
RD 35, Black Widow, the bitch No overhead
commands Just engine, no breaks The gas going like beer No
junk yard wants it It will take us to hell
No command, the engine turns No command,
the black widow runs
My choice is "two strokes engine" Turns more and
it's smelly I go as fast as I can Making noise like hell
No command, the engine turns No command,
the black widow runs
In the winter, the engine freezes In the bottle
the wine heats my mind I take it all, I need fuel to ride No,
I can ride the wheels of fate
No command, the engine turns No command,
the black widow runs
Zeno went forward But no one could see In the
crossroads at one hundred miles Just time for a last
repentance
No command, the engine turns No command,
the black widow runs
Without helmet - with the head on the road The
brain - all over the place Standing still - without a tear or a
smile Totally smashed - Half a grave is enough
RD 35, Black Widow, the bitch No overhead
commands Just engine, no breaks The gas going like beer No
junk yard wants it It will take us to hell
Falling In Disgrace Zukauska, Priester,
Martinez, Polchowicz, Mello
Your brain fries When you hear my voice My
words are burning Burning inside your heart
You don't believe in me Because I say the
truth In your eyes I see the hope Fighting to escape
You are a blind man You don't see the
world Look at your side Tell me what you see
You see your soul crying Your hands are
tied Your head feels the pain Inside your conscience
Falling in disgrace
Your time's ending What are you gonna do,
Before it's too late? It's too late to your sanity
I hear the conflict Inside your mind I can
feel your spirit Screaming now
Falling in disgrace
You're gonna lose your soul Why don't you make
your choice
Falling in disgrace Falling in
disgrace Falling
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LAST TIME
Produced by HANGAR Engineered and mixed by
Marcelo Castilhos and HANGAR Recorded and mixed at Acit Studio
B From November 1998 to March 1999 Porto Alegre - RS -
Brasil Assisted by Luís Lau and Ronaldinho Mastered by
Pedrinho Figueiredo at Primeira Impressão
All songs were written and arranged by
HANGAR All Bass Guitars on this album by Cristiano
Wortmann Graphic Design by Patrícia Tarasconi
Priester Illustrations by Vitor Hugo Ceccato Photos by Estúdio
F - Foguinho
HANGAR: Michael Polchowicz -
Vocals Cristiano Wortmann - All Lead and Rhythm Guitars Luis
Fernando Melo - Bass Guitar Aquiles Priester - Drums
[the secrets of the sea> intro
[like a wind in the sky> Oh god
Give me the power To fight with doubt That rounds my
mind
Tell me what should I do To understand The
suffering of the spirit In this imperfect body
Show me the way I must follow To reach the
sky And save my soul
When I close my eyes When the silence
prevail I may see the light And send my sorrow away
My soul can fly Like a wind in the sky
[voices> Voices inside me Try to
confuse me Turning difficult my choices But I have to fight to
find
So many ways to follow So many places to
go And always face the empty The truth doesn't change
The voices begin to cry The voices begin to
scream And try to exorcise
[absinth> The prophecy has just
begun And the time is vanishing
The time of the blue of the sky rips It's coming
to make the way To the star of the death
Absinth star of the death Absinth star of the
death
And the nature keeps following Forced by the evil
that exists
[last time> Stars fallen from the
sky Down in the hell before the die Take your gun and come to
fight Reading the book and waiting the night
Faces come and go I feel disgrace begin to
cry But the truth will never die And never change alone in my
mind
Darkness coming You can't hide Pray now And
wait the night
Look at the mirror Look at the sky It's sign
of the Last Time
[angel of the stereo> The time is
passing by Your breathing slowly Open your eyes and feel your
heart
Flying the sky tonight Follow your spirit Open
your mind and feel your soul
Waiting the messenger of heaven Look at the sky
and see the angel Waiting the messenger of heaven Look at the
sky and see the angel
Angel of the stereo Angel of the stereo
Open your mind - flying so high Open your heart -
feel the sky Open your eyes - see the light Take the hand of
the angel and go
[speed limit 55> Rounding the
world In the speed of imagination I see roads passing
by And I feel a great sensation
Be careful Pay attention Look the
advice Speed limit 55
Feel the wind in your face This is a great
fascination See it get faster Like the rising acceleration
Be careful Pay attention Look the
advice Speed limit 55
[lost dream> instrumental
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