Exile Filmography

• Eguzairu puraido (2011)
• Dai 58 kai NHK Kôhaku uta gassen (2007)
• 20th Annual Music City News Awards (1986)

• Yngwie Malmsteen
• Theatre Of Tragedy
• Napalm Death
• Kari Rueslatten
• Killing Joke
• Girl Next Door
• Gary Numan
• Enya
• Postmortem (russian)
• Dreadful Shadows
• Slayer

No longer I roam on the shores that I love.
The ship that I am sailing is lost at sea.
Lord knows I long for the blue skies above.
You know, home is where the heart is.
Why can't you see?
But now there are asking questions.
So be careful for what you say.
"Step into room sixteen, sir".
Please come right this way.
Because you are in exile.
Exile no!!
I cannot believe they are wasting my time.
Please tell me what is happening.
Cause I don't have a clue.
It's so hard to conceive that I'm still standing in line.
I'm feeling so lonely, I could cry the blues.
But then there is a ray of hope somewhere.
At least that's what they always say.
Again "step into room sixteen, sir".
Because you are in exile.
Exile no!!
[guitar solo]

Synchronise the flow of intersections
Catalogue all still heartbeats
Franchise the machinations of
The bourgeois-fangled reverie
Gleaming in flamboyancy
Resign to solid chrome
Ohmic opposition is futile
And impedes upon ideas worthwhile
Delicate, infallible construction
We know now what destructiveness comes from
We are living - there's no deed in indulgence
A faded glory, relying on 'Me and Mine'
The exile from human ecstasy
To a place where we're engineered
Seminars on entangled escalators
Meetings with silent translators
A flashback of dystopia
Warning in sleep with a recurring trace
All the fragments and segments
Of fluid sequences
The pretence of a universal race
Not made of metal is moot
Delicate, infallible construction
We know now what destructiveness comes from

Pushed, promoted, justified?
Perhaps not guaranteed.
Reassuring cash transfer providing leads,
Media profile - fallacies we need?
I think not!
Labels breed the money making rock machines.
Broadening mind, eyes blind.
Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?
Progression of procession?
Do opinions count or do they mount?
The piles of shit,
(That the) alternative press delights us with.
Critique elite - ill informed.
No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be untrendy.
Unexpired exile,
Reluctantly we all indulge their tasteful hype.

i just want to lay myself down
drink the illusions and let it all float away
into the river of voices
one of them will speak and tell me where to go
i packed my thoughts and visions
headed for the light on the other side
although consoling was a myth
the tunnel was a con
i ran - but i never turned back
i have deported my own life
into this foolish splendour
i have brought the beauty of a soul
cold and dark as the last day
is the image of the dream
that made it all worth-while
in exile
if there is a sign out there hiding
come to me now or forever hold your peace
you'll find me in my room in the guesthouse
riding clouds that are hard to please
when there is a fight i will be there
it feels so good to do what one should not do
and i play i gamble and stay
i look - but i never turn back

Outside the boundaries where all the streets are empty
In such a lonely moment we reach the same conclusion
Chants of cathedral choirs, stations of iron cogs grind
Primeaval screams we heard.
Release cannot be found, no
You'll never see that water flow
You'll never see the water flowing
We that have tasted such beauties of corruption
Triumphal arches raised designed to fall again
My kingdom and place of exile
You'll never see the water flowing.
Your shouts of righteousness jaded our contributions
Too scared for anger, the cause without a rebel
No revolutions in four four time
You'll never see that water flowing.
I walk down amongst the ruins and past glories shattered me
Elysian decays, answers that we are finding
Waters of perfection fade
You'll never see the water flow
You'll never see the water flow
You'll never see the water flowing.

(K. Green)
Counting ships crossing Lake Blue
You don't seem to notice the light house has blown out
In my need, I'm crying for you
In my bleed, I'm dying for you to sail on
Crossing bridges but I just keep crossing over you
In a limousine in my mind
All that I am is everything you are
I'm your mirror, you're my scar
And I was innocent in your eyes 'til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain?
Putting the pieces together contradicting every word
Believing everyone is against you
";We'll all get you!";
What's that I see crossing Lake Blue
A battleship surrendering to the darkness inside of you
I was innocent in your eyes 'til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain, Boy?
I already said that I was wrong
In exile I'm already gone - if that's what you want
(If that's what you want then I'll give it to you)
I was innocent in your eyes 'til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain?
I was...counting ships crossing Lake Blue
Billy Lincoln - guitar
Kat Green - vocals, acoustic guitar
Jeff LeGore - bass
Noah Lifshey - drums
John Nau - B3

I heard it in my sleep
A voice more dead than old
I thought I'd known the fear
But then it touched my soul and said:
";You will pray for me
Bow your head to me.";
It came for me at night
And took me dream by dream
To where everything is dark
And no-one hears you scream
Took everything I loved
And turned love into pain
It said ";I'm the prophecy
And I'll make you believe in me.";
";Sacrifice for me
Be humility.";
It said:
";I'll make everyone pay
I'll make everyone pay
Some things you can't forget
I'll make everyone pay
Some things you can't forgive
I'll make everyone pay.";
";And so it comes to this
Death or eternity?
Or would you like to pay
For all humanity?
Do you believe in faith?
Than choose. Heaven or Hell or me?
A shadow on the sane
The final treachery of God.";
";You will kneel for me
Lose your eyes for me.";
";Betray the world for me
Burn your soul for me.";
It said:
";I'll make everyone pay
I'll make everyone pay
Some things you can't forget
I'll make everyone pay
Some things you can't forgive
I'll make everyone pay.";

Cold as the northern winds
in December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
from this far distand shore.
Winter has come too late
too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside?
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
My light shall be the moon
and my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
as I sail home to you.
I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way.
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.
Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams boat
I will sail home to you.

(Music by Y.Zhuchkov and Sergey/Lyrics by Y.Zhuchkov 1992)
On the lonely mountain
Where the white snow lies
Angel exiles from the paradise
Expires his life
To any questions
He knows exact answer
Angel has seen the misfortunes
And the people's suffer
Exile sits and recalls
All the paradise years
He remembers his clear life
And remembers the universe tears
He remembers the various people
In the course of his way
But he don't know anybody
Who will heal his soul's pain
Angel was staying in the solitude
In his old age
He sat in the grief on the mountain
And fled into the rage

(4:59)
Contradiction in my thoughts is the barrier of my life
I cannot jump that nigh to overcome
Too many hidden ways - their destination is the same
Which way is wrong and which is right
Sometimes I wish I had a choice
To end or to begin
Sometimes I wish I could live on my own
But nothing's breaking through the walls inside
All the dreams remain behind
All the voices fade away
I'm falling into nothingness of life
I don't care about the time
I don't need to understand
There's no confusion in my mind but the clarity is gone
I hope you'll never ask about tomorrow
My abandoned ship is carried by the current
I cannot fight against it and I cannot force it
Sometimes I wish I had a choice
To end or to begin
Sometimes I wish I could live on my own
But nothing's breaking through the walls inside
All the dreams remain behind
All the voices fade away
I'm falling into nothingness of life
I don't care about the time
I don't need to understand

Even though some things are better left unsaid
There's a few things I need to get off my chest
I need to vent - let me tell you why
I'm suicidal, maniacal, self-destructive
You leave me no hope, no life
Nothing worth living for
I've taken it, can't take it anymore
My worst nightmare
You make me want to slit my own fucking throat
Just so I'll be rid of you
Just to get rid of you
You self-righteous fuck
Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off
Why don't you take a good look in these eyes
Cause I'm the one that's gonna tear your fucking heart
out
My hate is contagious; you've got no one to run to
EXILE
Just tell me fucking why everything becomes an issue
Your opinion is always senseless - fuck this
You make my fucking skin crawl
I've lived with it - can't stand anymore
My worst nightmare
I want to take a bullet in the fucking head
Every time I think of you, every time I think of you
You self-righteous fuck
Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off
Why don't you take a good look in these eyes
Cause I'm the one that's gonna tear your fucking heart
out
My hate is contagious
Anyone else need to vent
You've tried my tolerance; I just want you to die
There's nothing more for me to say
There's nothing more for you to say
There's nothing more for us to say
I fucking hate you anyway
EXILE
Can't count the ways that you light my fuckin fuse
I can't tolerate the sight of you, the thought of you or
anything about you
You know what I want to see
How many ways can a loser fucking lose
I know you'll find a way
The humility awakening the idiot inside
You spineless fucking maggot - you're just wasting my
time
Get out of my face - Get out of my life
Out of my fucking way - Just die