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    Chill Of The Night  | 
  
Listen... can't you hear your crying heart?
    My friend, oh... I can see you're torn apart.
    I look to you, thinking of you tonight.
Old ghosts... haunt you and they won't let go.
    They know... a city can take time to grow.
    What's done is done, but you are still young,
    Berlin...
Tell me, what will be your final role?
    It seems... either side would sell your soul.
    Such a high cost, when dreams get lost in
Berlin...
    City of night.
    You sleep between the east and west,
    along the left and right.
    Broken,
    kept from the light.
    You close your eyes and everything
    remains in black and white.
Berlin...
    When will you fight
    the line that draws the border?
    No one crosses
    in the city of night...
Strange times, when two halves don't make a whole.
    You'll find... some old wounds can not be closed.
    But I look to you, thinking of you tonight...
Berlin...
    City of night.
    You sleep between the east and west,
    along the left and right.
    Broken,
    kept from the light.
    You close your eyes and everything
    remains in black and white.
Berlin...
    When will you fight
    the line that draws the border?
    No one crosses
    in the city of night...
Sample -- President Kennedy's speech at Berlin Wall
Berlin...
    City of night.
    You sleep between the east and west,
    along the left and right.
    Broken,
    kept from the light.
    You close your eyes and everything
    remains in black and white.
Berlin...
    When will you fight
    the line that draws the border?
    No one crosses
    in the city of...
Berlin...
    City of night.
    You sleep between the east and west,
    along the left and right.
    Broken,
    kept from the light.
    You close your eyes and everything
    remains in black and white.
Berlin...
    When will you fight
    the line that draws the border?
    No one crosses
    in the city of night...
    
    
  
Designed to face the most determined weapons
    is a fortress made of steel.
    Inside the airlock, even the water
    is recycled every meal.
Outside the walls, the world is self-destructing,
    but this clever man lives on.
    For safety he ejects communications
    so that no one will detect his home...
Locked away from the danger,
    isolated for the rest of his life.
    He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
The war is over, but the radiation
    is destroying all mankind.
    A new discovery by the great computer,
    will it rescue us in time?
Locked away from the danger,
    isolated for the rest of his life.
    He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
Around the world, the people understand
    and are correcting their mistakes.
    Nobody knows about the lone survivor,
    so there can be no escape...
Locked away from the danger,
    isolated for the rest of his life.
    He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
He's the lone survivor,
    in his live machine.
    Takes his daily helpers
    safe inside his dream.
    
    
  
The harbor lights have long gone out,
    the town is sound asleep.
    Likes omens underneath a moon,
    the waves crash on the beach.
    The restless clouds are circling
    like birds of prey in flight.
    And Nature lifts an angry hand,
    poised and set to strike.
And every man will know the power
    that marked the planet's birth.
    The hurricane, the hurricane
    returns us to the earth...
No man-made shelter strong enough
    to stop the raging tide.
    The storm relentless in its quest
    to conquer and divide.
    What has stood a hundred years
    awakens to the roar.
    As the waves come pounding down
    like hammers on the shore...
And every man will know the power
    that marked the planet's birth.
    The hurricane, the hurricane
    returns us to the earth...
The harbor lights have long gone out,
    submerged beneath the waves.
    The moon attends the final rites
    above the ocean grave.
    While restless clouds still circle 'round
    like birds of prey in flight,
    Nature's hand, all quiet and still,
    retreats before the light...
The hurricane is over now,
    the storm has finally passed.
    While on the sand a child walks
    and kicks at bits of glass...
    
    
  
All was dark,
    and the sky was still.
    A blinding mist
    closing in...
Unconcerned,
    the young captain fills
    his whiskey glass
    to the rim.
    To the rim.
Like a crystal cathedral afloat on the tide,
    comes a mountain of ice on a course to collide.
    While passengers sleep thinking God's on their side.
Terra Titantic...
    You're lost to the sea.
    S.O.S. if you can...
    Straight ahead lies your destiny
    Soon you'll sleep in the sand...
Face to face,
    the white giant moans.
    Sweet dreams turn cold.
    Time is up.
Music plays,
    as the sirens blow.
    the last boat had
    better luck.
    Better luck...
The rats have the sense to abandon the ship,
    while the captain adjusts his tuxedo a bit.
    With his glass raised up high as the ice water hits...
Terra Titantic...
    You're lost to the sea.
    S.O.S. if you can...
    Straight ahead lies your destiny
    Soon you'll sleep in the sand...
Terra Titantic...
    You're lost to the sea.
    S.O.S. if you can...
    Straight ahead lies your destiny
    Soon you'll sleep in the sand...
    
    
  
A voice from somewhere in the night...
    Across a million miles of light...
    A tranquil region reaching out from space,
    looking for higher forms of life.
The ship from somewhere still unknown.
    Please, how desperate we have grown.
    Bearing gifts, it hesitates behind the moon.
    Never been so far away from home...
Calling Earth and still no one has heard
    the simple message of its words:
    From the Zone 804
    in peace, not war.
    We come to restore
    Your planet...
Curious children watch the sky.
    Parents call them back inside.
    While leaders argue over what to use,
    silos are open standing by...
Calling Earth and still no one has heard
    the simple message of its words:
    From the Zone 804
    in peace, not war.
    We come to restore
    Your planet...
From the Zone 804
    in peace, not war.
    We come to restore
    Your planet...
From the Zone 804
    in peace, not war.
    We come to restore
    Your planet...
From the Zone 804
    in peace, not war.
    We come to restore
    Your lost planet...