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The sequel to Queensryche's 1988 rock opera and concept album Operation: Mindcrime. Eighteen years after being admitted to the mental hospital, Nikki is finally released. However, between his lingering hatred for Doctor X and failure to help reestablish him into society, his life is thrust once more into chaos shortly afterward. He's accused, arrested, and held on trial for a crime he had no part in, but with his previous work for the Doctor still fresh in the minds of the Jury, his trial is anything but fair. He escapes, however, and finally catches the Doctor, certain that killing him will make him feel better for everything that has happened thus far. Unfortunately, it does not. Nikki begins hallucinating, seeing Sister Mary most everywhere he goes, her “ghost” insisting that he is a failure and would be better off dead. Being hunted down by police and beginning to believe the image's words, he does, in the end, kill himself. In death, though, he is reunited with the real Mary, and the two reflect on the times they shared in life and their feelings for one another.
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OPERATION: MINDCRIME II
The sequel to Queensryche's 1988 rock opera and concept album Operation: Mindcrime. Eighteen years after being admitted to the mental hospital, Nikki is finally released. However, between his lingering hatred for Doctor X and failure to help reestablish him into society, his life is thrust once more into chaos shortly afterward. He's accused, arrested, and held on trial for a crime he had no part in, but with his previous work for the Doctor still fresh in the minds of the Jury, his trial is anything but fair. He escapes, however, and finally catches the Doctor, certain that killing him will make him feel better for everything that has happened thus far. Unfortunately, it does not. Nikki begins hallucinating, seeing Sister Mary most everywhere he goes, her “ghost” insisting that he is a failure and would be better off dead. Being hunted down by police and beginning to believe the image's words, he does, in the end, kill himself. In death, though, he is reunited with the real Mary, and the two reflect on the times they shared in life and their feelings for one another.
[attr="class","rockopera"]FREIHEIT OUVERTURE [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"] | [attr="class","rockopera"]CONVICT [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]hurray for you, convict. you're a free man. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]I'M AMERICAN [attr="class","rockopera2"]APPLICATION TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]Gotta have it – gotta take the high life. I'll buy a new suit, black skinny necktie. I'll mingle with elite and immitate, and they'll never even get it till I hit 'em. I've got not fear, 'cause I'm runnin' the breakdown. San Quentin to the edge of the big town. I'm the man of the people in the home of the brave, and I'm no man's slave. ‘Cause I’m free, I deserve everything I can get. I’m American! I’m American![break][break] If you voted for the man, you’re wasting time. He’s got his fingers stuck in everyone’s pie. The news can’t wait to promote all the garbage this government is selling. I’ve got this plan in motion, countdown. Assassinate, terminate, smack down. It’s a war in my head, and it needs to be said. If they think they can take me, they’re dead! ‘Cause I’m free, I deserve everything I can get. I’m American! I’m American! ‘Cause I’m free, and I’ll get everything I can get. I’m American! I’m American![break][break] What you believe in? What you livin' for? Do you want what they’re selling you: another television war? I can’t stop! I feel I gotta have more! That’s right, more! I want more! More! ‘Cause I’m free, I deserve everything I can get! I’m American! I’m American! ‘Cause I’m free, and I’ll get everything I can get! I’m American! I’m American! Are you free? You deserve everything you can get! I’m American! I’m American! Yeah, I’m free! I deserve everything I can get! I’m American! I’m American! | [attr="class","rockopera"]ONE FOOT IN HELL [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]Mm, back streets. Oh, hell, back where I started from. There's not a thing but you. Oh my. And when they took you – when they took you from me, they left you bleedin' on that concrete floor. One man's obsession is another man's trash, and Mary was more than a – And every day I breathe, I remember more. I've become something you wouldn't believe.[break][break] I've got this number burned in my brain. A walking nightmare (only slightly insane). They tried to take my fight – almost took my life! Tried to take my truth from me, but when they left me, they didn't know me, 'cause I'm like a lion that's about to roar! Mistakes you make, you take to your grave, and now I'm gonna even the scores. And every day I live I remember more. I ain't got nothing to sell, but you better believe: I'm back with one foot in hell. I'm back! I'm back![break][break] There's nothin' left but memories here of somethin' that I didn't begin with. You wanted to believe in something – something until the end. I'm like a ghost back from the dead. I need revenge! Gotta have his head! I'm gonna finish this, and “X” marks the spot. I'm gonna find him – give him all that I've got. And every day I breathe, I remember more. I ain' got nothin' to sell, but you better pay attention: I'm back with one foot in hell. I'm back. I'm back with one foot in hell. Yeah. I'm back with one foot – I'm back with one foot in hell. In hell. And I'm back – and I'm back – and I'm back! | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]HOSTAGE [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]Culture hostage. I'm writhing in the cold grasp of justice as she turns away, turns away. Blind is she supposed to be, but someone took a razor to her mask. Rusted now, the scales you hold – the balance tipped by the weight of gold. When will it end? When will it ever end? The judgment man holds my fate as I beg forgiveness with the plastic eyes of a candidate. They take for granted that I'm out of my mind. And I'm wasting their time to care, so all my reasons are doomed before they're heard. I'm held hostage by their words. What will lead us to tolerance if we don't question our prejudice?[break][break] Courage is such a lonely word. Patience: In time, these truths will be known. (Please don't keep looking away.) You see, fortunes are on line, reputations at risk. And there's fear in the hearts of all of you that believe that you're right, that you're right, but are you right? The judgment man holds my fate! As I gaze around the room, their eyes are like knives – could decapitate. They take for granted that I'm out of my mind. And I'm wasting their time to care, so all my reasons are doomed before they're heard. I'm held hostage by their words. Reasons doomed before they're heard. I'm held hostage by their words. Reasons doomed before they're heard. I'm a hostage, I'm a hostage, I'm a hostage![break][break] “Guilty! Guilty!”[break][break] “Order! We will have order in the court!” | [attr="class","rockopera"]THE HANDS [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]When I'm lost, I find a way. I hear voices: feel them surround me; pull me from the edge. I close my eyes and – and my luck keeps holding strong even when that boot comes down. Waitin' for the revolution, but there's no one around except the hands out of nowhere savin' me again. There's always somethin' there watchin' out for me. If I'm suffocating, it gives me air. (It gives me – it gives me air. It gives me – it gives me air.)[break][break] Finally now, I remember, but where I'm goin', now, I'm not sure. Only one thing matters much to me anymore. I'm lookin' for you. Can you imagine? You can't think. Can you imagine? You won't find a way to get away from me. Oh, you're runnin' scared – Can you imagine? - always lookin' over your shoulder – Can you imagine? - for a place where you don't see my face. But my luck keeps holdin' so strong even with the state I'm in. I'm like a revolution of one. Even when I stumble, I win, because there's hands out of nowhere savin' me again. There's always somethin' there watchin' out for me. If I'm suffocating, it gives me air. I'm like a cat with only a few lives left, and I'm running from the shadows. Watchin' my back, waitin' for the attack that I know is coming. I feel it's near. So near – so near.[break][break] And there's hands out of nowhere savin' me again. There's always somethin' there watchin' out for me. If I'm suffocating, it gives me air. I'm like a cat with only a few lives left, and I'm running from the shadows. Watchin' my back, waitin' for the attack that I know is coming. I feel it's near. So near – so near. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]SPEED OF LIGHT [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]Wonder where the times goes. There it was, gone in the blink of an eye. See how much life is left starin' me in the face, but I know it now. It's clear as – clear as the window. (Never thought this day would come.) I never thought I'd see – (Half my life is gone.) Thought I'd never live to be – (Never thought this day would come.) I never thought I'd see – (Half my life is gone.) Thought I'd never live to be much of anything.[break][break] Everything moves faster now. We're livin' at the speed of light. I stand here fascinated watching as it all goes by. Maybe I should live what's left like it was my last. (Never thought this day would come.) I never thought I'd see – (Half my life is gone.) Thought I'd never live to be – (Never thought this day would come.) I never thought I'd see – (Half my life is gone.) Thought I'd never live to be much of anything.[break][break] “Where are you now?” Feeling small. “Can't live without it? You call this your best?” I made my life a mess...! “Everyone but you sees it!” What a fool...! “What'cha gonna do, make more excuses?”[break][break] Don't worry – I'll kill the monster. | [attr="class","rockopera"]SIGNS SAY GO [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]RE-ARRANGE YOU [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | [attr="class","rockopera"]THE CHASE [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]MURDERER? [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | [attr="class","rockopera"]CIRCLES [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]i walk around in circles. i'm up all night. i wish there was something in my life that turned out right. i'm waiting here for reasons that used to be clear. what i thought i needed so bad was always here. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]IF I COULD CHANGE IT ALL [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | [attr="class","rockopera"]AN INTENTIONAL CONFRONTATION [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]A JUNKIE'S BLUES [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | [attr="class","rockopera"]FEAR CITY SLIDE [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. | |
[attr="class","rockopera"]ALL THE PROMISES [attr="class","rockopera2"]TYPE OF TEMPLATE [attr="class","rockopera3"]lyrics to song here. |
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