"Anno Domini" genre: New Wave
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	Adeyto says "I never studied guitar or piano...I will forever feel terrible about this mistake. Because this music, like a powerful energy, it cumulates inside and it wants to be set free...it almost hurts me. So I tried to play them, the piano, the guitar, to free myself of this pain and to show you a little drop from an ocean of dreams in my heart...out of rythm and in no sync...could a dream be anything but distorted?
	CD: Dream Drop -December gift, limited edition-   Label: Sagittarian Rising Credits: All instruments, melody, lyrics and vocals by Adeyto.
	Story Behind the Song At the beginning just voyeur, the one talking in this song is observing the humans, routinewise walking toward a never attained goal...long ago forgotten what they were searching for...It's always Monday and raining, in Macondo, Garcia Marquez used to say in "Hundred years loneliness" and this is the kind of image observed by this angel-like voyeur. But slowly and unnoticed, the voyeur itself is losing his light, becoming just one of the other lunatics...in this world, even angels have no power to help...if anyone, the highest entity of the known universe, as the legend goes....it might return, one day. Lyrics Anno Domini dedicated to Miss Kia Down here just lunatics restless walking searching for something ...they all forgot it's name so they'll never find it... Those tears on their face is it just the daily rain? Why are my eyes so red though I'm not cryin'... Sometimes I feel the wind from wings of angels, they fly away, they'll never stay, down here, all lost their way... Throw us once again a peace of your bread, Heal us once again with blue holy blood Sacrifice your sun again, this time it won't be in vain if you come back to us. Down here I'm running fast, before sunset I got to find it... 'think I forgot it's name but I'll surely find it. Here's raining every day, everyday is yesterday... lose myself if won't turn home but can't leave without it. Sometimes I hear their voice, so near, it hurts me. What they say, where's the way? But their voice calls your name... Throw us once again a peace of your bread, Heal us once again with blue holy blood Sacrifice your sun again, this time it won't be in vain if you come back to us. Throw us once again a piece of your bread, heal us once again with blue holy blood, let us kill your son again, this time it won't be in vain if you turn back to us...

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