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The Hanged Man
04:18
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The seasons all fall as the last day dawns
Monuments rain us with gold and gore
The twelve have spoken, no gods will live
No judge, no jury, just judgement pure
Indignation burns and it leads us forth
A blind congregation keen to see roses burn
'cause heresy grows in all but the pure
Conviction's crowned and the dreaming dead rise
Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise!
Hang me up, this martyr reviled
Deviant crows from the royals hail down
Hang me up for all to see
Fall before the hierophant's court
This flock of the chosen is pious and true
So bring out your guilty, your wicked, your damned
Judge each and every 'til none can stand
Self-serving results for the shallow elite
And this murder crows the words of their idols
No time to wait even for the gospel
Heresy grows, only we have the cure
Conviction's crowned and the dreaming dead rise
Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise!
Hang me up, this martyr reviled
Deviant crows from the royals hail down
Hang me up for all to see
Fall before the hierophant's court
Hang me up, let the crows flock
Hang me up, let the crows flock
Hang me up, let the crows flock
Hang me up, let the crows flock
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Mad Gun
03:52
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Fuck it all and drop the rest, I'm two down and impressed
Ain't no rhyme tonight, ain't no rest for the blessed
So say good night and cock it back, ain't no time for bets
We'll be fucking howling through regrets
Got a tender touch on the firing pin
Twisted perception's on the chin
We'll pay the price for her smile's content
We'll pay the price when we relent
I got it so bad
Poll's up in my pad
This son's a mad gun
You know I ain't won
Heavy feet begin ascent, crucify and justify
Ain't no liberation found when you edify
So don't need frame to set me right, don't need no silhouettes
We'll still be howling through regrets
Got a tighter touch on the firing pin
Perception moves on up into the skin
We'll pay the price for her smile's content
We'll pay the price when we relent
I got it so bad
Poll's up in my pad
This son's a mad gun
You know I ain't won
‘cause I got this mad gun
You know I ain't won
I got this mad gun
This mad gun, this mad gun
I got it so bad
Poll's up in my pad
I got it so bad
It's so bad, it's so bad
‘cause I got this mad gun
And you know I ain't won
I got this mad gun
This mad gun, this mad gun
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Glory
04:30
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It's 6 am and I'm exhausting my alibis
Ardent through roots on a hair trigger line
So cut the lights darling I think I've outstayed
Outstayed this welcome long past its prime
And I ain't counted all my sins, no
I ain't paid off all my debts
When Miss Moirai finally catches me
I'll still be beaming through these laced up remnants
So please won't you forgive my vainglory
'cause I just can't, no I just can't give two fucks
Alive again, ain't no thanks to you
A heavy handed hero coming, coming down hard
Curious shapes draw lines in whisky
Teasing and flirting to the clink of ice
But don't you ever forget that glory
Glory will fuck you hard
And I ain't got no time left honey, no
I ain't got no rhyme
Still waiting for Miss Moirai to catch me
These jaded eyes are begging for density
So please won't you forgive my vainglory
'cause I just can't, no I just can't give two fucks
Alive again, ain't no thanks to you
A heavy handed hero coming, coming down hard
Glory fucks you hard
Glory fucks you hard
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The Call
05:48
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A small speck in the sun bleached south
A beast sleeps on while fallen angels play
Its veins awash with the souls of the damned
And honesty's price is just two shots away
The brave and the fools are one and the same
Silver grins in a burning waltz
And shameless souls will plot their designs
All the while under darkness's wake
He dreams
He waits
From the depths
This is his call, this is his call
Underneath a cruel sun's glare
Jewels toil on an endless stretch
For bread to take back to their homes
The children play and the women pray
But only for curiosity's crime
A harsh hand falls with a crimson grin
Enquiring minds lead to eldritch smiles
Innocent blood spilt on ancient grounds
He dreams
He waits
From the depths
This is his call, this is his call
In his house
The dead lay dreaming
This stone prison, this nightmare city
Mirror of this beast laid resting
Forgotten but by the dedicated
Blood aligns the lights up above
And horrors encased in ancient bondage
Grin and smile with malice in mind
Born of the stars, trapped in the depths
Dreams will fall and angels will weep
He dreams
He waits
From the depths
This is his call, this is his call
There's no saving these souls
There's no hope for us
So ride through the eye of this storm
Send him back down to the depths
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Good & Damned
05:48
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I see a wicked man outlined before the glow
A loaded hand is raised up high towards the nail
Misled, abused and broken, a tired king falls
The only path worth a goddamn shines, clear in ruin's arms
Grace is for the good and damned
Stand tall as the cruel ships drown
First light is so goddamned bittersweet
But the damned and broken still got stories to tell
I held a wanted edge tight against the king
An unsound truth held manifest that silence is golden
Now unrepentant, indifferent and bankrupt besides
The path remains self-evident and I fall blissfully
Grace is for the good and damned
Stand tall as the cruel ships drown
First light is so goddamned bittersweet
But the damned and broken still got stories to tell
Damned, broken
Damned, broken
Damned, broken
Damned, broken
Grace is for the good and damned
Stand tall as the cruel ships drown
First light is so goddamned bittersweet
But the damned and broken still got stories to tell
Grace is for the good and damned
Grace is for the good and damned
Grace is for the good and damned
Grace is for the good and damned
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Lost Demons
04:26
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A lost demon caught out on the shore
A fall from heaven ain't ever felt so good
Burning wings lit with potions and fantasies
Ghosts I'll follow, follow through the fog
Strange faces stare right through me
Strange hands tie the knots themselves
Cracked streets are eating me whole
Spitting venom back, painting pictures black
Black voices calling
Old gods are waiting
The deed complete
The dead asleep
Take a drag like it's gonna numb the pain
Knock another down 'cause it feels so right
Don't know if it's the poison or just my brain
Euclid's nightmares rise from my mind
So lost and trashed, so confused
So corrupt, so unamused
Grey standards burn in ichor
Revolvers flirting while the skeletons dance
Black voices calling
Old gods are waiting
The deed complete
The dead asleep
A waking day spent in forgotten palaces
Your sense of Terra is firmly fading
And our arts and our transgressions
Will be replaced by poison's solace
A kingdom burns and a king holds the flame
A kingdom burns and a queen holds the fuel
And underneath a midnight vault
Our arts will rise to scar the skies
Black voices calling
Old gods are waiting
The deed complete
The dead asleep
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Elena
04:11
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A vision sets this path alight
A promise born of ghosts
This face of an angel, it peers through the shade
Passion's call without a name
And until the end
This devotion stands
I swear
Unbreakable
And they'll never
Never understand
This passion
'cause even through
Through death itself
Devotion lives
Stolen away just past first touch
Malignancy claims her prize
Before this confession, before consummation
All will fall at the curtain's call
But until the end
This devotion stands
I swear
Unbreakable
And they'll never
Never understand
This passion
'cause even through
Through death itself
Devotion lives
And they'll never
Never understand
This passion
'cause even through
Through death itself
Devotion lives
Committed course to lifeless eyes
Elegance decays to masks
Paradise sought in wax arms
A fictitious romance
'cause until the end
This devotion stands
I swear
Unbreakable
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The Mare
04:11
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Eyes wide open
Dressed in dusk
No Eden waits for me
Upon my chest
A tightness grows
Through all the waters and all the stars
The mare has come for me
Trapped inside my clay
The screams are silent
As the fear creeps closer
Awake in a hundred rooms
None familiar
Broken rest
Eyes manic
I don't belong here, just dreaming in the witch house
Rest falls away from reason
I don't belong here, just
It comes closer
Shapeless form
Abstract but still so real
Can't escape this
Breathless
The pressure is rising
The mare sits silently
The clay becomes a shell
The screams are silent
As the fear creeps closer
Awake in a hundred rooms
None familiar
Broken rest
Eyes manic
This room
Falls away
A silent figure
No rest
Rest falls away from reason
I don't belong here, just dreaming in the witch house
Bound tight, intangible
I don't belong here, just
Just dreaming in the witch house
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
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10. |
Y.D.F.R.
04:57
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Lived a life for the captains I'd never see
And all I got were old coffee grounds
Played a game but I was missing the precedent
The pieces and rulebooks and probably the point
I drive so long the dogs are emphasising
Ain't no bones at the end of this road
A tired junker and I ain't talking about my ride
She ain't the only thing that needs fixing up
But when the lights go out
The bitter pills will rain down
Rain down, yeah
'cause hell won't seem so bad
When you're already chained, yeah
And at the end what the fuck have we fought for?
A life spent sweating for another’s dreams
The only release at the tail end of the grindstone
While we’re still young, drunk and full of rum
Don’t want to misapply the bang of my better years
What use are the chips when the house is bust
I’d rather cultivate the things that make me smile
But we’re all chained to this fucking machine
But when the lights go out
The bitter pills will rain down
Rain down, yeah
'cause hell won't seem so bad
When you're already chained, yeah
Young, drunk and full of rum
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