Wrong Direction

by Edgar Allan Poets

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Edgar Allan Poets the noir rock band.

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released 14 November 2012
Produced By Edgar Allan Poets & Rhys Fulber

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Edgar Allan Poets Burbank, California

If you like Hitchock's Movies and Edgar Allan Poe's tales you will love this intense and deep sound. Edgar Allan Poets' music is a mix among grunge guitars, classical strings and deep voice and lyrics.
The sound is different, original, strong and epic...hope you like it.
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Chris Is (VOX-GUITAR)
Lop Noor (DRUMS-KEYS)

Edgar Allan Poets are promoting their project since 2009
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Track Name: Wrong Direction
Wrong Direction

There ain’t nothing worse
Than feeling necessary
We’re just spare-parts
Of a bad machine
If you’re not working
They’ll throw you out
And your blood, your sweat
Will be replaced
Take a chance
And try to be mine

I want to drag you to the wrong direction

Another day another way
To waste my time
I don’t agree with them I change my mind
Against the stream
My greed
Is now quietism
I break the cue
I quibble your reasons
Take a chance
And try to be mine

I want to drag you to the wrong direction

Social pressure is killing me, killing me
I won’t learn by our history history

I want to drag you to the wrong direction
Track Name: Old Black Clown
Old Black Clown

I see your smooth
And shiny white skin
I kiss your face
lost in a dream
I whisper our song
La la la la

A faded cloud
Now covers the sun
Frames of this life
Make me feel down
The rain this pain
An old black clown insane
That’s what I am
La la la la

I dance alone
Hiding me from the world
you are still there
so near and so far
too late too soon
your time is the end
I scream my nothing
La la la la

If you are flying so high
It’s because I wanted this for you
If you are now divine
You have to thank this man that loves you


I’ve shot you down now
You are laying in the ground
You are so mine now
Just only mine
You are the rainbow
That’s crossing the sky
And I’m your sun
La la la la

If you are flying so high
It’s because I wanted this for you
If you are now divine
You have to thank this man that loves you
La la la la
Track Name: Sorry
Sorry


I want to say again
I’m sorry, sorry
I leave this words behind
A squared sheet
This ink contains a life
A story, story
Bloodstains of a man
Dead in a dream
He was looking for a better

Way to be alive without compassion
He was escaping from this empty
Lands and feelings
Shouting his pain without conviction
He was loosing sand inside his hour glass

I wanna say again
Don’t worry, worry
If I decide to go it’s all my fault
My keepsake is going to make you
Stronger, stronger
Don’t let yourself go
Try to esteem this man
That was looking for a better

Way to be alive without compassion
He was escaping from this empty
Lands and feelings
Shouting his pain without conviction
He was loosing sand inside his hourglass
Track Name: Cryptic Code -live-
Cryptic Code

We are living inside a lie
The untruth is flaming our eyes
Behind all there’s a crytptic code
Face it
123.10.123.101
if you are feeling like rain alone
don’t give up there’ll be a storm
and this fake sun will disappear
see this
123.10.123.101

find a place to heal your pain
where you’re not believed insane
where the ushers will stay out
no roles, so rules only shout

plastic bag is over my head
stifling feeling to be observed
a broken chain that’s my D.N.A
face it
123.10.123.101
free yourself from this prison of mind
find the combination
unlock it
123.10.123 now you’re here

here’s the place to heal your pain
where you’re not believed insane
where the ushers will stay out
no roles, so rules only shout

brainwashing, tv, vampires over me
magic bullet’s theory
it’s true for me
moral subjugation
alien-nation
love,joy, brothehood
only figures

find a place to heal your pain
where you’re not believed insane
where the ushers will stay out
no roles, no rules only shout

I walk in the dark alone
there I see a light
away i can hear a voice