Celldweller : Blackstar Act One : Purified
Las palabras
1. RETROS
Everyone has had too much of now.
From mega-cities, like Central, to the vast and desolate Outlands.
Nobody wants more of it.
How it used to feel is what the people want, and
Memory offers us exactly that;
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros...
Everyone has had too much of now.
From mega-cities, like Central, to the vast and desolate Outlands.
Nobody wants more of it.
How it used to feel is what the people want, and
Memory offers us exactly that;
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros...
2. PURIFIED
You can see we're alive
You didn't think we'd survive
From the hills and the ground
We've risen from the sound
Through the flames, Purified
Raise your hands to the sky
Raise your hands to -
Purified
You can see we're alive
You didn't think we'd survive
From the hills and the ground
We've risen from the sound
Through the flames, Purified
Raise your hands to the sky
Raise your hands to the sky
3. A DYSTOPIAN UTOPIA
(Instrumental)
4. THE POSSIBILITIES OF PURPOSE
(Instrumental)
5. ON THE SURFACE ON SCARDONIA
(Instrumental)
Everyone has had too much of now.
From mega-cities, like Central, to the vast and desolate Outlands.
Nobody wants more of it.
How it used to feel is what the people want, and
Memory offers us exactly that;
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros...
Everyone has had too much of now.
From mega-cities, like Central, to the vast and desolate Outlands.
Nobody wants more of it.
How it used to feel is what the people want, and
Memory offers us exactly that;
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros - remembered treasures of the forgotten past.
Retros...
2. PURIFIED
You can see we're alive
You didn't think we'd survive
From the hills and the ground
We've risen from the sound
Through the flames, Purified
Raise your hands to the sky
Raise your hands to -
Purified
You can see we're alive
You didn't think we'd survive
From the hills and the ground
We've risen from the sound
Through the flames, Purified
Raise your hands to the sky
Raise your hands to the sky
3. A DYSTOPIAN UTOPIA
(Instrumental)
4. THE POSSIBILITIES OF PURPOSE
(Instrumental)
5. ON THE SURFACE ON SCARDONIA
(Instrumental)
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