Dieser Song leitet eine kleine Geschichte ein: Ein König mit einem finsteren Herzen der es gerne heller hätte und ein mit viel Licht "ausgestatteter" froher "Fischersmann" prallen aufeinander. Der König meint nur er dürfe über diese Gabe verfügen, niemals seine Untertanen. Das sieht der freche Fischer aber anders. Und dann nimmt das Schicksal ...blabalbla Die zur Story gehörenden Songs werden so nach und nach hier auftauchen, ich hoffe ich kann die Reihenfolge einhalten.
Malt30: Drums
Asli: Bass & Vocals
Fitzwilliam: Keys
Sinha: Vocals
Stonyroad: Guitars & Vocals
Zehnvorsechs: Mix
SirTruesound: Master
Let there be more light...
Dont wanna return to a house filled with pain
Dont wanna return to a house filled with hate
I have to change my mind, have to rearrange my mind
Let there be more light, Let there be more light...
Once there was a little king somewhere in the west.
His landholding was not so big, but his healthy was quite nice.
He had his queen, he had his prince twelfe, horses and much wine.
Thoug his palace was electrified he had no light inside.
He was in fear for his queen he feared for the prince.
He was afraid of robbering and of other things.
He feared for his treasure he feared for his life noone should look inside.
So he told his security "turn off all the lights"
Show me your switch, to turn on again your inner light
Show me your sun i will try to make him shine again
Nearby lived a fisherman with his fisherwife.
They thankfully pulled in the cap for the next day of their live.
The little king could not find out where this light came from
He was the owner of a supermarket and this guys only had fish
Give me your candle light let me light it for you.
Lead me to your fireplace let us light the fire again
Let there be more light...
Danke der "Band", besonders an Sinha für diesen "great gig"
Malt30: Drums
Asli: Bass & Vocals
Fitzwilliam: Keys
Sinha: Vocals
Stonyroad: Guitars & Vocals
Zehnvorsechs: Mix
SirTruesound: Master
Let there be more light...
Dont wanna return to a house filled with pain
Dont wanna return to a house filled with hate
I have to change my mind, have to rearrange my mind
Let there be more light, Let there be more light...
Once there was a little king somewhere in the west.
His landholding was not so big, but his healthy was quite nice.
He had his queen, he had his prince twelfe, horses and much wine.
Thoug his palace was electrified he had no light inside.
He was in fear for his queen he feared for the prince.
He was afraid of robbering and of other things.
He feared for his treasure he feared for his life noone should look inside.
So he told his security "turn off all the lights"
Show me your switch, to turn on again your inner light
Show me your sun i will try to make him shine again
Nearby lived a fisherman with his fisherwife.
They thankfully pulled in the cap for the next day of their live.
The little king could not find out where this light came from
He was the owner of a supermarket and this guys only had fish
Give me your candle light let me light it for you.
Lead me to your fireplace let us light the fire again
Let there be more light...
Danke der "Band", besonders an Sinha für diesen "great gig"