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Alphaville Prostitute Apollo Show me a place that ain't hell If there's space, give me room to breathe That is all that I need For this body can't fail And if music be the food of love Play on, give me excess of it Let it all out! Please let me out of here And I shall rise from the ashes Grow like a rose from the ruins There must be light in the darkness Hope at the end of the night Yes, I've been trying all my life to get to Heaven But awoke in the eye of a storm But I shall rise from the ashes Grow from the ruins And return back home This is the call from the gaols Coming up to the prisoners of pleasure Drunk on the blood of the next generations And I've been through many strange confusions Splitting myself into too many faces Now the mirror is broken, I can see the worms behind But I shall rise from the ashes... You may well have your ways of triumph You may well have your ways of truth Just gimme some room to breathe That's all that I need That's all that I need, me and my strange friends Take my hand and I'll take you out of here We all belong to the grand astral body And there's you behind these legendary curtains Take my hand before you wither in the crowd I'll take you out of here Take my hands, take my hands This is the end of the show I don't know, was I wrong, was I right? Oh, love, I don't know, I wasn't perfect for sure But now I feel like a new-born baby Lying in the dew of the morning, Laughing at the sky, like a brave new Apollo And I shall rise from the ashes Grow like a rose from the ruins There must be light in the darkness Hope at the end of the night Yes, I've been trying all my life to get to Heaven But awoke in the eye of a storm But I shall rise from the ashes Grow from the ruins And return back home Back home |
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