The collapse of civilization

by seQueNce tHeOry pRojeCt

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Release date - 10/11/12

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released 10 November 2012

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Sequence Theory Project is a non commercial band which represents our feelings for this world. In the modern way of living Man humiliates every living creature in the name of money,power,authority and order.We resist at this directed situation with our music ideas , thoughts and actions,fighting with our own way against the power of acceptance to strong policies who oppress weak people unfairly ... more

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Track Name: KYTTAPA
sequence theory project - Κύτταρα

Δεν έχει τέλος ο δρόμος
Σ’αγγίζω μα δε σε φτάνω
Στο βυθό
Μου φέρνεις κοχύλια
Τραγούδια σου στέλνω
Πεθαίνεις τη μέρα
Τη νύχτα σ’όνειρο ξυπνάς
Παραμύθια διαβάζω
Δε μ’ακούς που ουρλιάζω
Ιστορίες μου λες και γελάς
Στα κύτταρά μου μέσα
Τα κύτταρά σου σκοτώνεις
Με κοιτάς, ξεμακραίνω
Κολυμπάς και γλυτώνεις
Track Name: ANGEL'S LULLABY
sequence theory project - Angel’s lullaby

In the dark eyes of the seasons
Your eyes
Cold and still longing for the fires
In the ice
Little angels falling from the sky
Within your hair
The earth is small like colored butterflies
Inside your hand

Weeping meadows fill the clouds with stardust
Open windows lighten the streets with stardust
“Fly away, my little angel
To a strange land where you can find your wings
Fly away, my dark angel
To a strange land where you can find some peace”

Сумрачны глаза наших поколений,
Твои глаза
Ждут и ищут страсти и спасенья В холодах.

Μικροί άγγελοι πέφτουν απ’τ’αστέρια
Στα μαλλιά σου
Η γη ανάλαφρη σαν πεταλούδα
Στα δάχτυλά σου
Track Name: SILENCE
sequence theory project - silence

memories are rooms of pain
they’re filthy voices in my brain
run in my blood like a haunted train
that once I chose to die than fade away
and that sound stuck in my head
of soldiers making noise
children making silence
SILENCE
All the bridges falling down
Running your head through
All the mothers crying out
Children making silence
The city is screaming
I can’t take so much light
I stare at the ceiling
Breaking inside
Performance is over
You ripped off my heart
Performance is over
You ripped off my heart
Track Name: CHOCO CHOCO
sequence theory project - chocó chocó

Jingle jingle little star
How I wonder where you are
I found a place for my heart
To dry my tears in the dark
Like a picture in a frame
I put colors in your name

Like bitter coffee in the morning
On a cloudy day
Like an old tape inside a dusty book

Chocó Chocó like your eyes
Milk and honey in a bowl
Pour vanilla and some flour
Sugar sugar in the row
Like the silence in a dream
I send you postcards when you sleep

Like bitter coffee in the morning
On a cloudy day
Track Name: LITTLE THINGS
sequence theory project - little things

Like a clock your life is spinning
In the same old streets that you don’t know their names
And the first things you learned in Maths at school was
To deal in the grossery and
Sing along for dead heroes who fell for your country
The one that never saved for you and kept your mumr
At work until late at night
And you were alone
When you stopped going to church your hair grew longer
And your clothes turned black
But people never tried to accept what you are and then
Started talking behind your back
Your friends didn’t really know those books that you read
But you kept on collecting little things
Like your girl’s chewed gum
In boxes for shoes when you were alone you were alone
Track Name: IT'S TIME
sequence theory project - it's time

It’s time to open your eyes in this Dark Age
To see who’s holding the gun and who’s pulling the trigger when Demons are close and the hunger is bigger
Now it’s time
It’s time to fight
Fight for it
OPEN YOUR EYES
You take me down to the bottom
Until there’s no time
And I wonder
No angels shall heal us for our Sins
I just wonder
There’s nothing else to destroy
To bleed for our freedom
Every day in the streets
There’s nothing else to save
Now that innocence was killed in a day
When it’s gonna be “THAT DAY”?
Track Name: THAT DAY
sequence theory project - that day

From Cambodia to South Darfur,Salvador and Palestine
tears for all my brothers and my sisters in the war machine
Children killed for nothing, dying on the borders
with a bunch of hopes bleeding on their shoulders
In the cities of control freedom costs a lot of money,
refugees from all the world tortured by the army,
human trafficking and little girls in prostitution
Cops will shoot you in the head, prepare for Revolution
Soon it's gonna be that day for the weak and the poor
soon it's gonna come that day that we won't be ruled
Track Name: CIVILIZATION COLLAPSES
sequence theory project - civilization collapses

a sinking world and the common sense
machine guns, chemical fertilisers
polluting your blood, "you'd better stay inside"
for abusive testing on your brain
ALL THE THINGS THEY SAY
ALL THE THINGS THEY SAY
ALL THE THINGS THEY SAY
eating plastic, losing weight
run automatic stairs for massive consumption
your head wired inside the screen
mouths talking about catastrophy
I DON'T CARE ABOUT
I DON'T CARE ABOUT
I DON'T CARE ABOUT
systems are watching you
numbers in scale
write on my skin is all i know
any information leaking 'bout corruption
International Security on your door
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST

the sun on my face, this beauty i see
like a soft feather in the air
breathing sounds of streaming waters
the air I breathe..