Original subtitles

MAN: (IN SPANISH) To ensure the sunrise through an offering of blood.

This was the premise of Mexica human sacrifice.

A daily sacrifice by the individual

to guarantee the community's well-being.

The location for the sacrifice, atop a pyramid.

The connection between art and offering

was absolute for the Aztecs,

and with these actions they were consecrated.

Therefore, in Mexico,

pre-Hispanic cultures stood out for their humanism.

Mictlan, the Underworld, the land of the dead.

Each one recalling their honorable actions in this life.

Nine levels to pass through on the way towards the soul's full liberation.

And Death would say,

"I am that charming and mournful magician,

who, in reaping love and joy,

forever douses the fevers of pain."

CLAUDIO: Nationalization of death,

and glorification of Mexican attitudes towards death,

are a 20th Century phenomenon.

LUIS: I don't know why we were given the 'copyright' of Death.

The idea of a candy skull, because Mexicans laugh at death.

When one reads old Mexica poems, they are not making fun of death, no.

I mean, there is a hyper-tragic sense of existence.

MARINA: We realize that funeral rites in Mexico are extremely complex

and this is still part of everyday life.

(LOUD CHEERING)

CROWD: (CHANTING) Depeche Mode! Depeche Mode!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Don't play with my world ♪

♪ Don't mess with my mind ♪

♪ Don't question my space-time ♪

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

♪ Don't toy with my heart ♪

♪ Don't knock down my shrines ♪

♪ Don't alter my headlines ♪

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

♪ No war, no war, no war ♪

♪ No more, no more, no more, no more ♪

♪ No fear, no fear, no fear, no fear ♪

♪ Not here, not here not here, not here ♪

♪ No rain, no clouds ♪

♪ No pain, no shrouds ♪

♪ No final breaths ♪

♪ No senseless deaths ♪

♪ Don't stare at my soul ♪

♪ I swear it is fine ♪

♪ Its borders are outlined ♪

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

Yeah!

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

♪ My cosmos is mine ♪

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

CROWD: (CHANTING) Depeche Mode! Depeche Mode! Depeche Mode!

- (GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ You won't do well to silence me ♪

♪ With your words or wagging tongue ♪

♪ With your long tall tales of sorrow ♪

♪ Your song yet to be sung ♪

♪ I won't be offended ♪

♪ If I'm left across the great divide ♪

♪ Believe me, they will follow ♪

♪ Just to watch another angel die ♪

♪ Watch another angel die ♪

♪ You won't do well to darken me ♪

♪ With your secrets and your lies ♪

♪ With your piercing code of silence ♪

♪ Relax, enjoy the ride ♪

♪ I'll meet you by the river ♪

♪ Or maybe on the other side ♪

♪ You find it hard to swallow ♪

♪ When you watch another angel die ♪

♪ Watch another angel die ♪

- Whoo! - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Another sun is rising ♪

♪ Another day has come ♪

♪ You can find me, I'll be waiting ♪

♪ Until the day is done ♪

♪ I won't be persuaded ♪

♪ Kiss your doubts goodbye ♪

♪ Everything seems hollow ♪

♪ When you watch another angel die ♪

♪ Watch another angel die ♪

♪ Watch another angel die ♪

♪ Watch another angel die ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

DIEGO: (IN SPANISH) I think Depeche Mode

belongs to a different time.

Depeche Mode is tattooed in the heart of three or four generations,

and that lets them connect with new generations.

What I think is hard for a band nowadays

is to last as long as Depeche did.

WOMAN: Clearly, filling the Foro Sol many times over is impressive.

MAN: People here 'get' their music. We feel it.

We have a lot of that undercurrent of death,

of darkness, we're well aware.

Mexico's reality is rather dark itself.

CARLOS: Memento Mori is mature, remarkably interesting,

a great record conceptually and the dark stuff it contains

related to death, to the pandemic, what is going on in the world.

Where we keep sinking lower.

It's that kind of record.

JOSE: What country can we go celebrate in a way that isn't tragic?

Mexico.

Because in this part we're celebrating and remembering the dead,

we're celebrating what we were in life.

MAN: So I believe this album somehow brings us back to reality,

not just in the poetic sense, but also talking about experiences, right?

Particularly after all these years have passed,

and what the band has lived through.

In the end, we shouldn't forget we will all die someday,

and thinking something will last forever...

isn't good, right?

(CROWD CHEERING)

(IN ENGLISH) Thank you very much.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Good evening, Mexico City!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I'm going to take my time ♪

♪ I have all the time in the world to make you mine ♪

♪ It is written in the stars above ♪

♪ The gods decree ♪

♪ You'll be right here by my side ♪

♪ Right next to me ♪

♪ You can run but you cannot hide ♪

♪ Don't say you want me ♪

♪ Don't say you need me ♪

♪ Don't say you love me ♪

♪ It's understood ♪

♪ Don't say you're happy ♪

♪ Out there without me ♪

♪ I know you can't be ♪

♪ 'Cause it's no good ♪

♪ I'll be fine ♪

♪ I'll be waiting patiently ♪

♪ Until you see the signs ♪

♪ And come running to my open arms ♪

♪ When will you realize? ♪

♪ Do we have to wait till our worlds collide? ♪

♪ Open up your eyes ♪

♪ You can't turn back the tide ♪

♪ Don't say you want me ♪

♪ Don't say you need me ♪

♪ Don't say you love me ♪

♪ It's understood ♪

♪ Don't say you're happy ♪

♪ Out there without me ♪

♪ I know you can't be ♪

Why?

AUDIENCE: (SINGING) ♪ 'Cause it's no good ♪

♪ I'm going to take my time ♪

♪ I have all the time in the world ♪

♪ To make you mine ♪

♪ It is written in the stars above ♪

♪ Don't say you want me ♪

♪ Don't say you need me ♪

♪ Don't say you love me ♪

♪ It's understood ♪

♪ Don't say you're happy ♪

♪ Out there without me ♪

♪ I know you can't be ♪

♪ 'Cause it's no good ♪

♪ Don't say you want me ♪

♪ Don't say you need me ♪

♪ Don't say you love me ♪

♪ It's understood ♪

♪ Don't say you're happy ♪

♪ Out there without me ♪

♪ I know you can't be ♪

Why?

♪ 'Cause it's no good ♪

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

- (MUSIC PLAYS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Woo-hoo! ♪

♪ The handshake seals the contract ♪

♪ From the contract There's no turning back ♪

♪ The turning point of a career ♪

♪ In Korea being insincere ♪

♪ The holiday was fun-packed ♪

♪ The contract still intact ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ All for themselves, after all ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ All for themselves, after all ♪

♪ It's a competitive world ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ The graph on the wall ♪

♪ Tells the story of it all ♪

♪ Picture it now, see just how ♪

♪ The lies and deceit gained a little more power ♪

♪ Confidence taken in ♪

♪ By a suntan and a grin ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ All for themselves, after all ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ All for themselves, after all ♪

♪ It's a competitive world ♪

Sing it!

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

Take it, boys!

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

♪ Everything, everything ♪

♪ Everything, everything ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

Are you ready?

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

♪ The grabbing hands grab all they can ♪

♪ Everything counts in large amounts ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

Well, thank you very much!

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Some perfect stranger ♪

♪ Sneaks on tip-toes ♪

♪ Steals my shadow ♪

♪ And goes where I go ♪

Yeah!

♪ My favorite stranger ♪

♪ Stands in my mirror ♪

♪ Puts words in my mouth ♪

♪ All broke and bitter ♪

♪ Some perfect stranger ♪

♪ My imitation ♪

♪ Drops my name in ♪

♪ My conversations ♪

♪ Some perfect stranger ♪

♪ Speaks when I speak ♪

♪ Walks in my footsteps ♪

♪ And talks in my sleep ♪

♪ My favorite stranger ♪

♪ Stands where I stand ♪

♪ Leaves crime in my wake ♪

♪ And blood on my hands ♪

Yeah!

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN: (IN SPANISH) And I went into a room covered in eyes,

eyes on the walls,

eyes on the ceilings,

eyes in the corner,

eyes looking everywhere.

As if there was anything other than eyes watching eyes.

Then suddenly, they all saw me,

and blinked at once.

"Come back here, behind the hill to the great beyond."

My people, who are visiting me, tell me.

Tell me it's similar to this place,

but things are more like... you know...

like the pause between parties,

when another party might be coming.

But now it's silent.

A long silence that refuses to take shape.

And no, to answer your question,

there is no Divine justice.

The only justice is Cato's justice.

I want to answer, but how?

When what little I know, I learned on this side of blinking.

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Sister of night ♪

♪ When the hunger descends ♪

♪ And your body's a fire ♪

♪ An inferno that never ends ♪

♪ An eternal flame ♪

♪ That burns in desire's name ♪

♪ Sister of night ♪

♪ When the longing returns ♪

♪ Giving voice to the flame ♪

♪ Calling you through flesh that burns ♪

♪ Breaking down your will ♪

♪ To move in for the kill ♪

♪ Oh, sister, come for me ♪

♪ Embrace me, assure me ♪

♪ Hey sister ♪

♪ I feel it too ♪

♪ Sweet sister, just feel me ♪

♪ I'm trembling, you heal me ♪

♪ Hey sister ♪

♪ I feel it too ♪

♪ Sister of night ♪

♪ In your saddest dress ♪

♪ As you walk through the light ♪

♪ You're desperate to impress ♪

♪ So you slide to the floor ♪

♪ Feeling insecure ♪

♪ Oh, sister, come for me ♪

♪ Embrace me, assure me ♪

♪ Hey sister ♪

♪ I feel it too ♪

♪ Sweet sister, just feel me ♪

♪ I'm trembling, you heal me ♪

♪ Hey sister ♪

♪ I feel it too ♪

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Speak to me, and I will follow ♪

♪ I heard you call my name ♪

♪ Lying on the bathroom floor ♪

♪ No one here to blame ♪

♪ There's a message ♪

♪ I know can't be found ♪

♪ I'm listening ♪

♪ I hear you ♪

♪ Your sound ♪

♪ Speak to me ♪

♪ In a language ♪

♪ I can understand ♪

♪ Tell me that you're listening ♪

♪ Give me some kind of plan ♪

♪ Give me something ♪

♪ You'd be my drug of choice ♪

♪ You lead me ♪

♪ I follow your voice ♪

♪ I will disappoint you ♪

♪ I will let you down ♪

♪ I need to know you're here with me ♪

♪ Turn it all around ♪

♪ I'd be grateful ♪

♪ I'd follow you around ♪

♪ I'm listening ♪

♪ I'm here now ♪

♪ I'm found ♪

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

GUILLERMO: (IN SPANISH) What we've got here on either side

is a 'Huey Tzompantli.'

An altar made by the Mexica to honor the Gods.

It's made of dead bodies, skeletons, and skulls.

I also have here some technological corpses

that met with commercial death years ago,

but I see in them a chance to overcome that death

and to give them a new purpose.

(IN ENGLISH) Now can you see me okay?

No, maybe jiggle it.

No, right there. No, you got it. No, you got it. That's perfect.

Depeche Mode has been around my whole life,

and I remember watching them on the kind of chunky TVs

that I collect now.

I think that connection to music videos from early on,

like, follows them still.

And for all of its theatrical spectacle,

the songs themselves

can really zoom into some specific and personal reflections.

Pepper's Ghost is the name of the effect

that I use most often in my work.

It's an old stage magic technique,

and it uses reflections on glass

to create a ghost-like illusion of an object or a person.

It dates back to the 1800s,

and it was popularized by John Henry Pepper.

So in my version of Pepper's Ghost,

I like to take an image that's trapped inside of a television

with all of its analog texture and imperfections

and bring it into the real world.

Let me introduce you to Mictlantecuhtli,

the Aztec guardian of the Underworld.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I'm heading for the ever after ♪

♪ Leaving my problems ♪

♪ And the world's disasters ♪

♪ I'm heading for the open sky ♪

♪ I see the beauty As the leaves start falling ♪

♪ Follow the light Towards the voices calling ♪

♪ I'm going where the angels fly ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ I'm ready for the final pages ♪

♪ Kiss goodbye to all my earthly cages ♪

♪ I'm climbing up the golden stairs ♪

♪ Go sing it from the highest tower ♪

♪ From the morning 'Til the midnight hour ♪

♪ I'm going where there are no cares ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

♪ And I'm taking my soul with me ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you.

(CROWD CHEERING)

The wonderful angelic voice of Mr. Martin L. Gore.

(CROWD CHEERING)

And of course, the wonderful Mr. Peter Gordeno.

Over here we have Mr. Christian Eigner!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ I'm not sure What I'm looking for anymore ♪

♪ I just know that I'm harder to console ♪

♪ I don't see Who I'm trying to be instead of me ♪

♪ But the key is a question of control ♪

♪ Can you say What you're trying to play anyway? ♪

♪ I just pay While you're breaking all the rules ♪

♪ All the signs That I find have been underlined ♪

♪ Devils thrive On the drive that is fueled ♪

Yeah!

♪ All this running around Well, it's getting me down ♪

♪ Just give me a pain that I'm used to ♪

♪ I don't need to believe All the dreams you conceive ♪

♪ You just need to achieve Something that rings true ♪

♪ There's a hole in your soul Like an animal ♪

♪ With no conscience repentance, oh no ♪

♪ Close your eyes Pay the price for your paradise ♪

♪ Devils feed on the seeds of the soul ♪

Yeah!

♪ I can't conceal what I feel What I know is real ♪

♪ No mistaking the faking, I care ♪

♪ With a prayer in the air I will leave it there ♪

♪ On a note full of hope not despair ♪

♪ All this running around Well, it's getting me down ♪

♪ Just give me a pain that I'm used to ♪

♪ I don't need to believe All the dreams you conceive ♪

♪ You just need to achieve Something that rings true ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you!

WOMAN: (IN SPANISH) And there is a long tradition

of links between death and technology,

especially representative technology.

I mention this 'cause of the obsolete tech, right?

It begs the question of, well, what is real?

What does it mean to represent what's real?

Maybe representing reality is more like representing a feeling,

or a moment, right?

It's interesting to think about how in an aesthetic universe,

we have access to the best possible tech

we've had in the history of mankind,

it really feels more authentic

when something uses some older technology.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Wrong ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house ♪

♪ With the wrong ascendancy ♪

♪ I took the wrong road ♪

♪ That led to the wrong tendencies ♪

♪ I was in the wrong place at the wrong time ♪

♪ For the wrong reason And the wrong rhyme ♪

♪ On the wrong day Of the wrong week ♪

♪ Used the wrong method With the wrong technique ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ There's something wrong with me Chemically ♪

♪ Something wrong with me inherently ♪

♪ The wrong mix In the wrong genes ♪

♪ I reached the wrong ends By the wrong means ♪

♪ It was the wrong plan In the wrong hands ♪

♪ The wrong theory For the wrong man ♪

♪ The wrong eyes On the wrong prize ♪

♪ The wrong questions With the wrong replies ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Got it!

♪ I was marching to the wrong drum ♪

♪ With the wrong scum Pissing out the wrong energy ♪

♪ Using all the wrong lines And the wrong signs ♪

♪ With the wrong intensity ♪

♪ I was on the wrong page Of the wrong book ♪

♪ With the wrong rendition Of the wrong look ♪

♪ With the wrong moon Every wrong night ♪

♪ With the wrong tune playing Till it sounded right, yeah ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Too wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Too wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Too wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Too wrong ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

♪ Too wrong ♪

♪ I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house ♪

♪ With the wrong ascendancy ♪

♪ I took the wrong road That led to ♪

♪ The wrong tendencies ♪

♪ I was in the wrong place At the wrong time ♪

♪ For the wrong reason And the wrong rhyme ♪

♪ On the wrong day Of the wrong week ♪

♪ Used the wrong method With the wrong technique ♪

♪ Wrong ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN: (IN SPANISH) So how does death become a national symbol?

That's a very strange and curious thing about Mexico,

because many things that are called Mexican traits really are not.

Starting with the Day of the Dead.

And in that sense, I think it should be compared...

to something like, if you want to call it,

the nationalization of Sex in Brazil.

I mean, in Brazil they nationalized Carnival,

in Mexico, we nationalized the Day of the Dead.

And neither one is a National holiday.

Carnival and Day of the Dead are both Catholic holidays.

No, Carnival is not Brazilian.

Day of the Dead is not Mexican.

And, why in the 20th Century do you have these countries,

who are and consider themselves 'mestizo' countries,

are these two subjects being fused?

Death and sex are similar,

because in both cases you have blending bodies,

dissolving bodies,

bodies dissolving for the common good.

- (MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Come with me into the trees ♪

♪ We'll lay on the grass And let the hours pass ♪

♪ Take my hand Come back to the land ♪

♪ Let's get away Just for one day ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Metropolis has nothing on this ♪

♪ You're breathing in fumes I taste when we kiss ♪

♪ Take my hand Come back to the land ♪

♪ Where everything's ours For a few hours ♪

♪ Let me hear you make decisions ♪

♪ Without your television ♪

♪ Let me hear you speaking Just for me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Let me hear you speaking Just for me ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Let me hear you crying Just for me ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Let me hear you speaking Just for me ♪

♪ Let me see you stripped Down to the bone ♪

♪ Let me hear you crying Just for me ♪

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

WOMAN: (IN SPANISH) Every death is a unique event.

The radical singularity

of that moment of passing is quite overwhelming, isn't it?

And all the while, there is a brutal contrast

with the fact that thousands are born and die every day.

Hence we come to the question of mourning,

which has to do with memory.

- (MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Let me take you on a trip ♪

♪ Around the world and back ♪

♪ And you won't have to move You just sit still ♪

♪ Now let your mind do the walking ♪

♪ And let my body do the talking ♪

♪ Let me show you the world in my eyes ♪

♪ I'll take you to the highest mountain ♪

♪ To the depths of the deepest sea ♪

♪ And we won't need a map Believe me ♪

♪ Now let my body do the moving ♪

♪ And let my hands do the soothing ♪

♪ Let me show you the world in my eyes ♪

♪ That's all there is ♪

♪ Nothing more than you can feel now That's all there is ♪

Yeah, that's all!

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Let me put you on a ship ♪

♪ On a long, long trip ♪

♪ Your lips close to my lips ♪

♪ All the islands in the ocean ♪

♪ All the heaven's in the motion ♪

♪ Let me show you the world in my eyes ♪

♪ That's all there is ♪

♪ Nothing more than you can touch now That's all there is ♪

♪ Let me show you the world in my eyes ♪

♪ Let me show you the world in my eyes ♪

(VOCALIZING)

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

Our friend and bandmate, Mr. Andrew Fletcher.

- (MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

Mexico City!

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Words like violence Break the silence ♪

♪ Come crashing in Into my little world ♪

♪ Painful to me Pierce right through me ♪

♪ Can't you understand? Oh, my little girl ♪

♪ All I ever wanted ♪

♪ All I ever needed Is here in my arms ♪

♪ Words are very unnecessary ♪

♪ They can only do harm ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Vows are spoken To be broken ♪

♪ Feelings are intense Words are trivial ♪

♪ Pleasures remain So does the pain ♪

♪ Words are meaningless And forgettable ♪

AUDIENCE: (SINGING) ♪ All I ever wanted ♪

♪ All I ever needed Is here in my arms ♪

♪ Words are very unnecessary ♪

♪ They can only do harm ♪

Yeah, that's right!

Remember!

Mexico City!

♪ All I ever wanted ♪

♪ All I ever needed Is here in my arms ♪

♪ Words are very unnecessary ♪

♪ They can only do harm ♪

♪ All I ever wanted ♪

♪ All I ever needed Is here in my arms ♪

♪ Words are very unnecessary ♪

♪ They can only do harm ♪

- Wow! - (CROWD CHEERING)

Whoo!

He's got the moves!

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CROWD CHEERING)

One, two, three, four!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Boys and girls!

Mr. Melody!

Well...

♪ Enjoy the silence ♪

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Condemnation ♪

♪ Tried ♪

♪ Here on the stand With the book in my hand ♪

♪ Truth on my side ♪

♪ Accusations ♪

♪ Lies ♪

♪ Hand me my sentence I'll show no repentance ♪

♪ I'll suffer with pride ♪

♪ If for honesty, you want apologies ♪

♪ I don't sympathize ♪

♪ If for kindness You substitute blindness ♪

♪ Please open your eyes ♪

♪ Condemnation ♪

♪ Why? ♪

♪ Because my duty was always to beauty ♪

♪ And that was my crime ♪

♪ Feel elation ♪

♪ High ♪

♪ To know I can trust this Fix of injustice ♪

♪ Time after time ♪

♪ If you see purity as immaturity ♪

♪ Well, it's no surprise ♪

♪ If for kindness You substitute blindness ♪

♪ Please open your eyes ♪

(VOCALIZING)

Come on!

(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you!

MAN: (IN SPANISH) One night I dreamt that my mother had died.

At the edge of the garden,

I saw a kind of natural limestone step,

a malformation, perhaps an altar,

and on top of it, hundreds of heads weeping,

praying for their dead full of hatred.

I remembered my brittle-boned Indian mother,

and I bowed my head to pray as well,

but my language was different from theirs.

And then Death slapped the back of my head

with disdain and confronted me.

"You should learn to pray for the unknown first."

Someone placed a tray filled with cups in my hand, and Death added,

"Now I'll pray for a girl's corpse,

and you'll dance to the rhythm of my tears

without spilling a single drop from these cups,

until the wine or your mother's bones are consumed,

and you discover that the pain in this scarring being

does not lie in prayer, but in dance."

- (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ I'm taking a ride with my best friend ♪

♪ I hope he never lets me down again ♪

♪ He knows where he's taking me ♪

♪ Taking me where I want to be ♪

♪ I'm taking a ride with my best friend ♪

♪ We're flying high ♪

♪ We're watching the world pass us by ♪

♪ Never want to come down ♪

♪ Never want to put my feet Back down on the ground ♪

♪ I'm taking a ride with my best friend ♪

♪ I hope he never lets me down again ♪

♪ He promises me I'm as safe as houses ♪

♪ As long as I remember Who's wearing the trousers ♪

♪ I hope he never lets me down again ♪

♪ We're flying high ♪

♪ We're watching the world pass us by ♪

♪ Never want to come down ♪

♪ Never want to put my feet Back down on the ground ♪

♪ We're flying high ♪

♪ We're watching the world pass us by ♪

♪ Never want to come down ♪

♪ Never want to put my feet Back down on the ground ♪

Yeah!

Pick it up!

♪ Never let us down ♪

♪ Never let us down ♪

♪ See the stars they're shining bright ♪

- ♪ Never let us down ♪ - ♪ Everything's all right tonight ♪

♪ See the stars they're shining bright ♪

♪ Everything's all right tonight ♪

♪ See the stars they're shining bright ♪

♪ Everything's all right tonight ♪

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Your own personal Jesus ♪

♪ Someone to hear your prayers ♪

♪ Someone who cares ♪

♪ Your own personal Jesus ♪

♪ Someone to hear your prayers ♪

♪ Someone who's there ♪

Oh, yeah!

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Feeling unknown And you're all alone ♪

♪ Flesh and bone By the telephone ♪

♪ Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer ♪

♪ Take second best Put me to the test ♪

♪ Things on your chest You need to confess ♪

♪ I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Your own personal Jesus ♪

♪ Someone to hear your prayers ♪

♪ Someone who cares ♪

♪ Your own personal Jesus ♪

♪ Someone to hear your prayers ♪

♪ Someone who's there ♪

Oh, yeah!

Martin!

Oh!

♪ Feeling unknown And you're all alone ♪

♪ Flesh and bone By the telephone ♪

♪ Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer ♪

♪ I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Your own personal Jesus ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

Come on!

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

- (CROWD CHEERING) - Yeah!

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

All right!

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

One more!

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

♪ Reach out and touch faith ♪

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN: (IN SPANISH) In the earliest written account on record,

the Sumerians told the story of Gilgamesh,

a man who sought to become God in order to attain immortality.

In his quest, Gilgamesh finally learns

that immortality doesn't lie in eternal life,

but in the legacy of our actions,

that will live on in the memory and in the hearts of others.

- (MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Wasted feelings ♪

♪ Broken meanings ♪

♪ Time is fleeting ♪

♪ See what it brings ♪

♪ Hellos, goodbyes a thousand midnights ♪

♪ Lost in sleepless lullabies ♪

♪ Heaven's dreaming ♪

♪ Thoughtless thoughts, my friends ♪

♪ We know we'll be ghosts again ♪

♪ Sunday's shining ♪

♪ Silver linings ♪

♪ Weightless hours ♪

♪ All my flowers ♪

♪ A place to hide the tears that you cried ♪

♪ Everybody says goodbye ♪

♪ Faith is sleeping ♪

♪ Lovers in the end ♪

♪ Whisper, "We'll be ghosts again" ♪

All right!

- (MUSIC ENDS) - (CROWD CHEERING)

Thank you!

♪ There's no one, going nowhere ♪

♪ We're all nothing in the end ♪

♪ We're weightless floating endlessly ♪

♪ We'll be dust again in the end ♪

♪ Are you forever looking back ♪

♪ At the past between the cracks ♪

♪ Inventing sense when none is at ♪

♪ Throwing sparks into the black ♪

♪ Heaven knows what's underneath ♪

♪ I use these words without belief ♪

♪ Does heaven help you when you pray ♪

♪ I don't think so anyway ♪

♪ There's no one, going nowhere ♪

♪ We're all nothing in the end ♪

♪ We're weightless floating endlessly ♪

♪ We'll be dust again in the end ♪

♪ These are complicated days ♪

♪ Chaos, confusion and decay ♪

♪ I couldn't lie to endless pray ♪

♪ On the nights you laid awake ♪

♪ As the make-up gets applied ♪

♪ Seconds etching out the lines ♪

♪ All this emptiness inside ♪

♪ Nothing shiny or divine ♪

♪ There's no one, going nowhere ♪

♪ We're all nothing in the end ♪

♪ We're weightless floating endlessly ♪

♪ We'll be dust again in the end ♪

♪ We're waiting for the day ♪

♪ For hope to come our way ♪

♪ For something to believe in ♪

♪ To nullify this feeling ♪

♪ Looking for a sign ♪

♪ A light to guide the blind ♪

♪ To save us from our death throes ♪

♪ Waiting all the time, I know ♪

♪ You're no one, going nowhere ♪

♪ We're all nothing in the end ♪

♪ We're weightless floating endlessly ♪

♪ We'll be dust again in the end ♪