RAZA-Sad Story

Avem bucuria de a va anunta ca RAZA s-a clasat prima cu piesa "My Neighbour Ghost" in topul unui radio din Olanda in urma voturilor,piesa fiind desemnata cu titlul "Song of the week"!!! .Asta inseamna ca piesa va fi difuzata in heavy timp de o saptamana din doua in doua ore pe SunshineFM LIVE (Groningen, The Netherlands) and Razors Edge Radio Central (Gaylord, MN, USA).Enjoy: http://www.talentcast.nl/playlists.php

Raza and Francis Ford Coppola

Cea mai noua melodie Raza, "Letters From Their Sky" este foarte apreciata de nimeni altul decat regizorul Francis Ford Coppola. Conform declaratiei dansului, "Letters..." are toate calitatile necesare de a deveni muzica de film.
In alta ordine de idei, trupa Raza este cea mai bine cotata trupa romaneasca pe Sellaband. (www.sellaband.com/razacom) Ascultatori din toata Europa, si nu numai, apreciaza versurile si muzica, realizate la nivel profesionist.

Lavinia Boulescu

temporarily permanent things

i'm not insane, they think they know,
they think i care, i think i don't.
floating through whatever dreams i have,
reaching out to something i still can't see,
but i try,
and soon enough, because i can,
i'll teach myself to fly.
writing words on the inside of my eyes,
so i can still read
when they decide it's time
to switch off the lights.
they build walls around their thoughts
but i am strong enough to eventually
break down the doors.
you run, screaming your fears to the sky,
and i think i'm tired
so i start another fire.

how i saved myself from drowning

...and how i saved myself from drowning
you'll never know...

slowly, repeatedly raising my head above the water,
i let out a wild laugh or a terrified scream,
take it as you will.

they thought i was a ghost, unseen, uncalled for-
but ghosts don't tell the truth and open your scars now,
do they?
you wanted me gone, wanted to silence me for good
but somehow, in the middle of the night
i came back, burning down the door
with one touch of my hand.
they took me to see the water, praying the wet abyss would
kill my words and take them under,
really down under.

slowly, repeatedly raising my head above the water,
i let out a wild laugh or a terrified scream,
take it as you will.

...and how i saved myself from drowning
you'll never know...

what do i want?

i want to hurt you
i want to hurt you so bad,
and the words will bleed out
like never ending excuses.

i want to kill you,
breathe your life away,
steal the dreams
and make a new dream,
for me...

i want to save you,
half dead impression on the sidewalk,
and i, the archangel,
your hope, your life...

...no...

i will leave you here,
lose your scent
and wash away your prints;
but this obsession i have-
won't leave me alone...

...I'll think about it...-

hardened

do you remember me?
i'm the clay you molded years ago,
i'm the wings that took you far away,
i'm the dream that helped you escape,
i'm the conscience that brought you back-
i am.

can you hear me?
i'm the voice you never had,
i'm the words you couldn't say,
i'm the silence you never rejoiced,
i'm the picture you'll never escape-
i am.

do you feel me?
i'm the future you'll never see,
i'm the sweet taste of revenge you miss,
i'm the forgiveness you'll never be,
i'm the one to take you down-
i am!