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Na ogó³ przyjmuje siê, ¿e techno powsta³o z post-dyskotekowej muzyki house, popularnej w Detroit i Chicago, w po³owie lat 80. Za pocz¹tek techno uwa¿a siê za³o¿on¹ w 1984 przez grupê kilkunastoletnich, g³ównie czarnoskórych DJ-ów, ucz¹cych siê w œrednich szko³ach w Detroit, polow¹, nielegaln¹ dyskotekê, pod namiotem, o nazwie "Techno City". DJ-e ci grali tam muzykê opart¹ na rytmach House, ale tworzon¹ na bazie wymyœlonych przez siebie, ca³kowicie syntetycznych brzmieñ. Dyskoteka ta zyska³a szybko bardzo liczne grono sta³ych bywalców, którzy zaczêli siê do niej przenosiæ z bardziej tradycyjnych dyskotek. Po osi¹gniêciu takiego sukcesu wielu z tych DJ-ów zaczê³o jeŸdziæ po ca³ych Stanach Zjednoczonych i organizowaæ podobne dyskoteki polowe pod innymi wielkimi miastami.

Out beneath the nightly sky
Squat down on the ground
His breath warms up the wintry air
The truth hurts, that he found

He might be the chisen one
The one, allowed to see
God's eye for the human race
That ends in misery

Nobody knows...
That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real!

It's so powerful to foresee
With diving astronomy
The light inside the crystal soul
Protecs me from the wintry coldness
But a dark might is on the lead
And thy scares start to bleed... again...

[And The Dark Night Entered]

And Michael Nostradamus began to wander
through Europe for the next sixyears, where
he first became aware the awakening of
his prophetic powers

So god has found him weeping
And weath flickered deep withis his eyes
For thy shalt suffer
As long ago...

Sadness comes from deep inside
There are so many shades of winter
His breath warms up the wintry air
Punishment to all the sinners

Demenia slowly unlightnes the mind...

So god has found him weeping
And wrath flickered deep withis his eyes
For thy shalt suffer
As long ago...

Your wish shalt be denied...
So do you hear the echoes of the ones that'll slowly die?
Prophecy fulfilled
And torture comes at midnight
A dark sign's burning brighter than the light

So do you hear the echoes...?

Out beneath the nightly sky
Squat down on the ground
His breath warms up the wintry air
The truth hurts, that he found

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God's eye for the human race
That ends in misery

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