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Fools that march to war
De- or ex-pendable poor
All to die in vain
Tricked to fix your life of pain
So we're lost again (lost with the age)
Stillborn to go and kill like before
Life is just a burning page and you know
You know
Or you'll know
So faiths given freedom its wings
Own to fly above the maze
Take us with your nowhere prayers
Take us where there's nothing there
So we're lost again (lost with the age)
Stillborn to go and kill like before
Life is just a burning page and you know
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Run To The Knife
07:06
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Free falling, recoil in dreams
Can our love breathe while it sleeps?
We'd see heavens fall into the sea
Can't believe all madness into beauty
Till we run on to be gutted
It's blunt steel cuts you open
Rustic alchemy reachs for the edge
Destined to cut through this veil again
Well calculate this mystic risk my friend
When all we see now is our own descent
Your descent
Where there's no innocence
In all that we said
Is this life holding sand?
Hey!
Slay down your lives and I'll raise you hell
The currency's sin why can't we tell?
The white horse is flogged in their house of god
The walls must come down till the unknown's now
You're gutted! The steel that's blunt yet cuts you clean open!
Your paean to the night!
You're gutted! Steels blunt still cuts you!
Clean open! You're beying to the dying!
Trust for lust dissatisfing reverence
See the gravity defy your arguments
God's under attack and all your bullets are spent
Yes who's sent you? Run to the knife again? Run!
You'll run them (x3)
To the knife
You run them (x3)
To the knife.
You'll run to (x3)
The knife
You'll run to (x3)
The knife
You're gutted with steel that's blunt that cuts you clean open.
You're beying to the dying!
And all the wrong you have done it's blood spills from your heart.
All the wrong that you have done it's blood spills from your heart.
All the wrong you have done it's blood spills from your heart.
Let it's blood spill from your heart
Let it's blood spill from your heart now
It's blood! You are done!
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Blessed Insane
09:39
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Hearkened by dark fiends to abide
Torture the times we walk through fire
High and flying no hope no fear
Paid all dues and shed all my tears
No laws can tame this crowd
Bare no pain this heathen reign
Cause we have been blessed insane
Noose let loose you belong to the night
Long this doors been bleeding light
Outside a storm intensifies
Rain will soak our clouded minds
No law can tame this crowd
Bare no pain this heathen reign
Cause we have been blessed insane
When your hell decides a conscious liar
Send the poets word to lay down and die
By all your own worst worlds that taint by fire
May the ascension raise you from this mire
So long (x3)
No laws (x3)
No laws can tame this crown
Bares no pain this heathen reign
Cause we have been blessed insane
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4. |
Acid Dice
04:57
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Fallen fall out
Laughin freak out!
Incinerated minds
Wanton greed ignited
Porous with tears of pride
Dreamt us breathing fire
Gone is the circus scowl
Preachers that show them how!
Seeking court you were the acid dice
Adopting masks for hate
The eyes scrutinise inviting spite
The secret court threw up
The acid dice
Tell or sell what you know?
Then greet the violence
So loathe and behold curse the uninvited
Thrones fear the servant now
Purge them erst thou!
Seeking court, you are the acid dice
Hunting masks for hate
The eyes that scrutinise inviting spite
Secret court you are
The acid dice
Behold the acid dice
Not content with how times tick
Only a reapers got your fix
Investment in the contest meant
You will serve beyond the sick
The acid dice
Corroded and loaded
If living is evil and I love this evil...
If living is evil and I love this evil...
If living is evil it's good enough for me
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Dismembered Remembrance
03:45
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The Bright Side Of Hell
06:41
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The whispered atrocity
A mourning to be seen
A vision apocalypse
Desolate and serene
Ghosts filter truth
Light up can't you tell?
What's on the bright side?
Bright side of hell
The bright side of hell
Oblivions switch
Death smiling tthrough the tears
To know what is rich
And uncorrupted by your fears
Mote on the eye
Oh lord can't you tell?
What's on the bright side?
Bright side of hell
The bright side of hell
Whispers soon will speak
Of pure equanimity
Like caution sown to the wind
The phoenix spreads it's wings
Spread it's wings like honesty
In no sense they want to take you away
Why is this? always the way
Innocence
This innocence
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7. |
The Pale
05:07
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Dwell
For this is the pale
Envisage the division
Civilised or demonised
We forsee this territory
As foothold for enemy eyes
So build
For this is the pale
Fraught culture survival
It's torn out of a savage mind
Sent by crown to keep you down
And subserviant to our kind
So go put up your defenses and
Let the ditch protect our land
For this voice is your only choice
While the pale is our command
Our command
Build
For this is the pale
Conspiracies doomed dynasties
Even this anglo native has gone to seed
Suffer powers to be any other side
To survive any wrong for right
Suffer powers be any other side
To survive any wrong for right
To this day the silent cry
Spat the idiom to chastise
Embroiled with instilled pride
To be beyond the pale until we die
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