Funker Vogt - Arising Hero

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Funker Vogt - Arising Hero, from their album Blutzoll. (2010)
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He fought his final battle
Beside his old companions
A handful of brave soldiers
Prevented the apocalypse

Didn`t care for his own life
Didn`t care if he died
He grasped his final chance
Put an end to his torment

Now our hero is risen
Escaped his mental prison
His sins are forgiven
A new era to live in

In the end he is mortal
Free to settle where he likes
Growing old and forgetting
All that happened in his past

CHORUS:
His whole life he sought redemption
Praying so long for absolution
Always had the best intention
Fighting for the revolution

marcinpiskor
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I really need the first minute extended for a whole hour before the beat drops!

anasty_arisaka
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OMG, a classic "solid" dancefloor filler which takes me back to some fabulous times! Must dig out my copy of the album...

kateoakley
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Der Sound und diese geile Stimme, geht richtig nach vorne!

jensolaf
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never heard them anymore since agonoize

Moon_in_the_Scorpio
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Love youtubes feature of Loop :D

I've lost count how many times i've looped this song

Popo
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Awesome song!!
Great to see more Funker Vogt here!

jakebertuglia
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Brilliant. I'm giving FV more ideas for art. Wrote this story and now want to post it Mysterious townI fell asleep in one townand the next morning at 6 o'clock i woke up in anotheri go out to the street at 6 o'clockeverything is unfamiliari walk along the streets, the dark is still above the townno person is on the streeti'm searching for amusement placeswhere i could meet celebrating, rejoicing peoplei walked through all center of the town but found not nothingstone town of red brick says me nothingand in return to my questions it is mysteriously silenttell me, o, spirit of the town where am ihow should i call youbut it keeps silenceand why there are no person aroundit keeps silenthere the fortress is standing by the roadbut no light is shining in itonly an absence of people is upon the townand a mysterious silencei only hear a knocking of my bootson the stone roadthere are no amusements here - i thought to myselfbut how am i to return back from a heavy sleepinto my housei laid on the bench and fell asleepand so i returned to my homei woke up and started to think longwhat night adventure was all thisand have i really been somewhere.

robertrozanov