Exile Filmography

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

Exile

Cast

• John Simm
• Olivia Colman
• Nico Mirallegro
• Claire Goose
• Shaun Dooley
• Jim Broadbent
• Kate Magowan
• Lucie Mills
• John-Paul Hurley
• Daryl Fishwick
• Sarah Jayne Dunn
• Timothy West
• Alex Clayton
• Sarah Parks
• Denise Black
• Jamie Birtwistle
• John Dang

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  Sacked after an affair with the boss's wife magazine writer Tom Ronstadt returns from London to Bacu...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  Tom learns from a newspaper archive that Metzler was a doctor at Greenlake psychiatric hospital in t...
• Episode 3: (#1.3)
  After Tom has shown Nancy his discovery they return to see Wendy,who sent the envelope. She reveals ...

Exile

Cast

• Peter Gaughran
• Eden Suarez
• Joseph Golden
• Akiko Day
• Jim DiFlorio
• Evan Masteller
• Andrew Stirling MacDonald
• Daniel Sottile
• David MacDonald
• Jesse Kalavoda
• Curt Riedy
• Marvin Day
• Sherry Link
• John Doherty
• Ryan Tocci
• Keith Thornton
• Lauren Tocci
• Abigail Mallin
• Dave T. Campbell
• Jen Santos
• Sean T. McBeth
• India Coombs Esmail
• Varun Syal

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Shelter from the Storm: Issue 1
  USA:19 May 2010...
• Episode 2: Shelter from the Storm: Issue 2
  USA:26 May 2010...
• Episode 3: Shelter from the Storm: Issue 3
  USA:2 June 2010...
• Episode 4: Shelter from the Storm: Issue 4
  USA:9 June 2010...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: The Family You Choose: Issue 1
  USA:18 April 2012...
• Episode 2: The Family You Choose, Issue 2
  USA:25 April 2012...
• Episode 3: The Family You Choose, Issue 3
  USA:2 May 2012...

• Gary Numan
• Napalm Death
• Yngwie Malmsteen
• Slayer
• Enya
• Cruxshadows
• Killing Joke
• Theatre Of Tragedy
• Soilwork
• Tristania
• Before The Dawn
• Dreadful Shadows
• Ancient Rites
• Heather Dale
• Howards Alias
• Kari Rueslatten
• Rev Hammer
• Blackfire
• Nightshade
• Shad
• Paralysed Age
• Girl Next Door
• Postmortem (russian)
• Guys Next Door
• Postmortem

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.";

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 minds, eyes blind.
Criticism for the masses - or for themselves?
Progression or procession?.
Do opinions count, or do they mount?
The piles of shit.
Alternative press delights us with.
Critique elite - ill informed.
No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be
untrendy.

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]

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
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
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

written by: Enya/Roma Ryan
Cold as the northern winds
in December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
from this far distant shore.
Winter has come to lay
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, a boat

Fragments of my life are slipping through time
In washed out memories I just can't seem to find...
It seems I break all my fragile dreams
when I call the angel into me.
So what have I done? What have I done?
Have I made you proud or have I driven you away?
Her eyes are complicated. Silently she slips away,
And in her wake I find a cascade of regret...
All that I believe in, the anchors in my heart,
Cannot be for nothing. But we still stand apart...
In silence.
It seems I break All my fragile dreams
when I call The Angels back to me.
So what have I done? What have I done?
When time has claimed my fire and left me in Exile.
Shadows cross in essence as part of what I am,
When you try to see the Angel. Standing like a man.
Paper hearts and faded pictures that we cherish
all the while, and guard of distant forests,
Raining tears placed in Exile.
What have I done? Who have I become?
Though these words may come alive...
Poets and prophets die...
God are you sleeping?
God are you dreaming?
Are you watching me tonight?
Finding tears to mark the time?
God are you sleeping?
God are you dreaming?
Are you crying for my life?
Falling Angels in Exile.
God are you sleeping?
Never give up.
God are you dreaming?
Never give in.
There is fight within.
Do you hear me in the dark?
God are you sleeping?
Never give up.
God are you dreaming?
Never give in.
There is fight within.
And I long to see your smile...
What have I done? Who have I become?
Though these words may come alive...
Poets and prophets...

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.

Exile
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

Please don’t put it into words
‘Cause I fear what you’re thinking
…its gonna make it hurt
You better not try to make me
Believe in someone new
Faithless, on my way
Defenseless, from my heart, wont you be.
Heartless, here with me
Breathless, from the night’s misery
This night will start the exile… run
Now you tell me what it was worth
Was it meant to be broken?
The circle that wouldn’t shed a single tear
And now you wanna redirect me from the face of the earth
Not willing to share your time
Not near, not far
I’m just a spectator, once loved
Just fear, just scars
A sheer introduction to what I’ve lost, to what I’ve lost
Faithless, on my way
Wont forget, from my heart, wont you be
Heartless, here with me
Breathless, from this night’s misery, from this night’s misery
One more endless night
To notice all the things I have to be
Faithless, on my way
Won’t forget, from my heart, won’t you be
Heartless, here with me
Breathless from this night’s misery

I'm light years away
You can't change me
I'm passive and cold
Just waiting
I've seen the future's threatening sky through dreams at night
I've seen the dogs of war let loose I've seen the blood-red sky
Night
A promise of rain
Divided we stand
A distance I can't take anymore
In the cage in the corner
I'm safe from the beast
Once you wanted me, the image of me
I've played that game a million times and see the signs
I've played that game from A to Z I've lost a million times
Wounds are open again
Divided we fall
I'm bleeding from the dark of my soul
Burning in water

A crossroad
With no direction
Destination zero
I am nowhere to be found
Save me
Borderline ahead
This is the edge of my world
Burdensome was my cross
To bear this far
What have I become
An exiled
Unbearable

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

O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misère !
Oh Thou, the most savage of angels
God only judges mild
Those who chant songs to his praise
Oh Prince of exile...
To whom in every tale done wrong
(but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong
Like a patron saint of
Heavens rejected souls
Distinctively closer to
Humanity Thou art
Connected to
Mother earth more profound
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side
Even if this means eternal fire, I embrace thy kingdom of night
Exile, exile!!!!!
Wandering in Thy wastelands
Far away from the heavenly autocrat
Close to Thee I chose to repose
Liberated from God’s wrath
Exile!!!
A temple raised for the ones like us
With plentiful room for science
A shelter for creative minds
To dream away in silence...
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully I join thy side

Your begging on your knees,
without dirtying you hands.
You want someone to love,
but not someone I can.
I dare not ask why this again.
A trusted freind in my exile...
I'm free in my exile,
I'm free.
A strings was born to play,
with fish hooks in my flesh.
You try to draw me in,
but still deny me then.
You're clinging to what I have left.
While I forget in my exile...
I'm free in my exile,
I'm free...
Free to forget.
I drag these rags and tatters off my feet.
Here a test I know I can beat.
You say that I am weak,
and kiss the tears aways.
You offer what I need,
for more than I can afford.
My choice is to choose who I want to betray...
Or stay in my exile...
I'm free in my exile,
I'm free ... to stay.
In my exile...
I'm free in my exile,

Believe it, you went and threw it all away,
I gave my life, not an inch.
Exile, only made worse by the
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage.
Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts.
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts.
Social well-being is a state-of-mind,
It seems, vagrancy is all I have.
Exile, only made worse by the
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage.
Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts.
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts.
Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts.

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

If you're going across the sea,
To dear old London Town
Kiss the lips of my true love
They're soft as eiderdown.
Tell her if I was a thief
It's time with her I'd steal
And walk with her where once we walked
In love 'cross Finsbury Field.
I'm exiled here in Flanders now
Where it's flat as flat can be.
While she has no way to feed our kids
Away across the sea.
So if you're going overseas
To dear old London Town
Find the man that exiled me

While you were sleeping they waged a war
Didn't tell you 'till they came to your door
While you were sleeping they stole your freedom
Made sure the odds werent even
There's blood on the hands of time
A lie cheapens the vision
Did you read between the lines
Or did they teach you not to question?
There's blood on the hands of time
They've taken it all away
Buried the past with lies
But the pain is still felt today
While you were sleeping they dug you a grave
Gave you a # instead of a name
While you were sleeping they stole your dreams
Beat you out of your beliefs
There's blood on the hands of time
And in the pages of your books
Blood paints the heavens
For all the lives that you took
There's blood on the hands of time
I still hear the screams
These wounds haven't healed
They've massacred my dreams
Exiled in the land of the free
While you were sleeping they took the words from your mouth
And bound your hands
So when you tried to reach out
Noone would understand
While you were sleeping they glorified the past
Tried to cover up their lies
We will never forget
There's blood on the hands of time!
Exiled in the land of the free
It's in the eyes of the homeless and the abused
Like it's in the way that I live with this truth...
An outcast in my land, in my home, and in my mind
Guilty 'till proven innocent and I'm still doing the time
My head is crowded with these screams
My mind is massacred by these images...
Those who couldn't keep up with the rest
Weren't worth the bullet
Something I'll never forget
Not worth the bullet
I'm not gonna forget
Not worth the bullet
There's blood on the hands of time
We will not forget
Our people marched in Exile
Not worth the bullet
...there's blood on the hands of time

Dead seed is planted in the black soil of my heart
By death I'll be awaken, behold this repulsive art
Life has been rejected as if taken a step out of time
I find rejoice through suicide, I kiss this life good-bye
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
I know death a true friend of mine
I am through, reborn but dead
Entering a life of another kind
Dead seed is planted in the black soil of my heart
By death I'll be awaken, behold this repulsive art
Life has been rejected as if taken a step out of time
I find rejoice through suicide, I kiss this life good-bye
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
Shining steel through fragile veins
Exiled from sordid flesh
The gate is revealed to the second awakening
I know death a true friend of mine
I am through, reborn but dead

Though I empathize with em
And sympathize with em
(x4)
Though I empathize with em
And sympathize with em
I don’t enterprise with em
Or synchronize with em
We don’t strategize with em
We’re not allies with em
We don’t fratenize with em
Let em patronize
We don’t want no ties with em
Wont monopolize with em
Let em ostracize
We don't
compromise with em
We wont victimize with em
Commit genocide with em
Spit their lies with em
Or objectify women with em
Socialize with em
Broke my ties with em
Now we open-eyed in this over-hyped system
We know…
Chorus:
This wisdom of man
Is foolishness to God
Don’t build on the sand
Or trust in the odds
Be shrewd as the snakes
And innocent as doves
Don’t succumb to hate
Overcome hate with love
(x2)
We’re taught not to question to status
quo cuz the masses never get heard
that’s unless your established
with expert professors in dress-shirts
and glasses that lecture to classes
from lecterns
where next term the best third will pass an’
earn cash working as
desk clerks for the best firms in manhattan
where the pressure can crack em
cuz networks and net worth and class get
treasured over pleasures that last
always measuring stacks
a passion for lesser god’s
growing, see – the distraction is clever
but trust
(chorus)
Though I empathize with em
And sympathize with em
I don’t enterprise with em
Or synchronize with em
We don’t strategize with em
We’re not allies with em
We don’t fratenize with em
Let em patronize
We don’t want no ties with em
Wont monopolize with em
Let em ostracize
We don't
compromise with em
We wont victimize with em
Commit genocide with em
Spit their lies with em
Or objectify women with em
Socialize with em
Broke my ties with em
Now we open-eyed in this over-hyped system
We see…

The underground fell to the ground and fighting made no sense
I laid down my arms and took my legs in my hands
I had to walk away
I had to walk away
I dream of coming home
Blood I can smell and tears in my coat
A burning burning dream
My past is present always there
Scars left in my heart
The mirrors fighting not to lose the sense
I hold my head up high
The winds are chiming like the ones at home
Against the north I cry
I dream of coming home
The exile burns my brain
The exile eats my heart
The exile tunes the sound
The exile cuts me down

(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

(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

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?

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