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It's just a matter of course now
Like some ritual or formality, that's guiding me Violent flows the venomous dance Chasing through the system in a frenzy of enhancement Addicted to your belladonna kiss I am running in the shadows Anonymous, invisible to all the world but you How can you be so proud of the things you do Medusa! Hollow words and promises Bow down in servitude before this throne Medusa! You always know my weaknesses Only with a heart of anger Could you freeze the lifeblood in my veins Only with a heart of anger Could you bleed the strength, put out the flame Poisoned by your belladonna kiss I am trapped in the web I am drowning in the bitterness and all that I can pray Is that I die in your embrace again Medusa! Hollow words and promises Bow down in servitude before this throne Medusa! You always know my weaknesses I turn to stone All I need is a bloodstained jewel Or a poisonous flower All I yearn for is the siren's cry Or the torment and endurance in the final hour Medusa! Hollow words and promises Bow down in servitude before this throne Medusa! You always know my weaknesses Oh! I'm paralyzed before this vision Medusa! Hollow words and promises Bow down in servitude before this throne Medusa! You always know my weaknesses I turn to stone Addicted to your belladonna kiss I am running in the shadows Anonymous, invisible |
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Lying here
Can't even feel the cold Just a tingle in my spine A bitter line of hope Lying here Can't even see the sky Just a tingle in my fingers A shiver in my soul Don't walk towards the light Still got those pins and needles Turn back, embrace the night Am I ready to be judged like this? Lying here Can't even turn my head Just a tingle in my feet A shimmering before my eyes Lying here Can't even touch my face Just a tingle in my throat A living moment, isolated Don't walk towards the light Still got those pins and needles Turn back, embrace the night I'm not ready to be taken yet Don't walk towards the light Still got those pins and needles Turn back and hold the night I'm not ready to be taken yet This is not my time I'm not ready yet I'm not ready........after all |
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This is a clown's tale
Falling over Again and again He paints his face With colours from the sun But he is living in the rain This is a clown's tale Jumping up Spinning round and around He kicks his heels To the laughter of the crowd But from inside there is no sound Why do we all fail to see The darkness in another's heart Why do we all turn our backs On open wounds And failed attractions Painted on the canvas there Written in the books we share This is a fool's tale Rolling over Again and again Telling jokes To cool the anger of a king But he can never be the same This is a fool's tale Tripping up Spinning round and around Try to walk Beyond words of the wise Then reach a place too high Show them you can fly And dream until you hit the ground.... Don't offer sympathy When you've just walked away Don't play apologies And sentimental games I stood before the world And gave you my heart And it may never beat again! Don't give me hollow tears Or empty cries of shame Don't try to turn away By throwing me the blame I stood before the world And gave you my soul And now I'm living in the rain! This is a clown's tale Falling over Again and again He paints his face With colours from the sun But he is lying in.... He is dying in.... He is crying in the rain |
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Who makes these choices
Who waves the final hand When wisdom is more than age or reason Who makes these choices Who makes the final stand When solitude is all that you believe It's all the same And you really should have known It's all the same When your heart grows cold and you're all alone This has no name This feeling that I used to know It's here again I can see the tortured souls as they cry for help Take my hand I'll lead you through the traps and snares Take my hand I'll feed you and I'll clothe you like My only child There is nothing left to fear My only child There is nothing left to hurt you now! Who makes these choices Who waves the final hand When all around I hear the sound Of pleading for a helping hand Who makes those choices Who makes the final stand When far away I hear them say They couldn't give a damn.... Give a damn! They're crying for help.... Help me! They're crying for help... Help me! They're crying for help... Help me! They're crying for help... Help me! |
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I've seen that face before
Demon eyes watch what an Angel once saw I've seen that face before Lying in shadows but hard to ignore No where to run No where to hide I've seen this place before A wilderness born from the torment of souls (Yes!) I've seen this place before A memory lost as the story unfolds No where to run No where to hide No where to run No where to hide ...."I will always find you!" We played this game before Counting no cost but keeping the score (Yes!) We played this game before Eyes to the front and backs to the wall I've stood right here before |
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Walk along the waterfall
Watching as the world turns red Wonder where the river flows And the blood on the river bed Poison lies too close to us Reach across the salt and sand Moving deeper into the land Following the waterfall Watching as the world turns green Wonder where the river flows The copper face remains unseen Ignorance has failed to cleanse Reach across the salt and sand Moving deeper into the land Crying as the earth cries out Weeping as the land decays Wonder if I could have helped Maybe I'd have found a way Poison lies too close to us Reach across the salt and sand Moving deeper into the land Cling to the branch of a tree That was waiting for Something to preach Someone to teach The Word was the first And the last to be heard From the branch of the tree It was praying for me to fall down Climb to the top of a tree That was waiting for Someone to warn A life to be torn into Pieces of gold For a soul to be sold And the heart of the tree Was crying for me to come back Take me to the hanging tree There's a man in the light And he's pointing at me Guide me to the hanging tree It's the place that I come from Walk along the waterline Reach across the salt and the sand Moving deeper into the land Take me to the hanging tree There's a boy in the light And he's staring at me Take me to the hanging tree It's the place that I come from Walk along the waterline Reach across the salt and the sand Moving deeper into the land I'm falling.....Falling down again! |
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Forget the lights
Forget the sounds You no longer need me round Lost my patience Lost my pride The story of my life Innocence is no way to hide Forget the light Forget the sound Why do you have to drag me down Men of night, In disguise Slay this barren child Sadness is your only friend "Please forgive me I didn't mean to play with your emotions Tear apart your passions Please forgive me I didn't mean to Hurt you with false meanings Hurt you with false feelings" Is what you see Is what you get Overhearing distant sounds Is what you wish Is what you hope Given both ends of the rope Both ends of the rope? When you turn against the system and the rules that are taught The true unconscious law an action without thought To free yourself forever from the shackles and the chains Of any kind of hell You can call this need by any other name When you stay held down for most of your life It's not hard to find a cause It's the catalyst behind the knife... the knife! Gonna turn the tide against you Gonna make this private revolution Gonna smash the gates and march right through Gonna tear apart this institution I'm coming down to find you Gonna make this private revolution Better keep this faith behind you Gonna lead the way to new solutions. Jericho - I'll bring those walls right down on you! Jericho - I'll bring those walls right down on you! Gonna turn the tide against you Gonna make this private revolution Gonna smash the gates and march right through Gonna make this private revolution Jericho - I'll bring those walls right down on you! Jericho - I'll bring those walls right down on you! |
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In the distance
Hidden from sight - patiently Waiting for me Part of the night - enemy mine This horizon Darkness and light - opposites Drawn together, one forever Wrong and the right - enemy mine Now is the time to decide Don't answer me with the same old questions Don't patronise with those tired old solutions I've heard these before, I've been here before Don't pay me back with the same old deceptions Don't give me facts and predictable suggestions I've heard these before, I've been here before Then you're screaming all the time You don't listen any more When you threw out the hope with the dustbin liners You were standing alone with your coat of kindness Covered in mud - it was soaked in my blood When you fed me to the lions in your personal arena And you watched till the cries and the prayers grew weaker Head in my hands - Dripping tears in the sand The roar of the lions As the victim lies damned and alone When agony comes more from hope than failure Look further than your preconceptions, expectations Where the power of the mind can take you out beyond this reach Higher than the dull and simple world you know so well Back to paradise... Who keeps the child - Tell me which is the mother? The need in her eye, and the eyes of the other and I've seen this before, I've been here before Cut the child in half, give a piece to each woman A desperate chance, the last hope has fallen Just like before, I've felt this before And the gurgles of laughter are echoes once more in my heart So I lie down in my mothers arms And I cry in my mothers arms, praying Praying for the end to come A friend to come and rescue me - right now So I listen to my mother's voice And I listen to the Only choice she had to make Living fear cold and naked Throw me away? Don't throw me away "Take the child - it's yours!" Was the only thing she could have said Does it matter to you? In the lion's cage we're all the same Does it matter to you? It's a child's game with a child's name Does it matter to you? If I place the blame upon your shoulders Don't try to fool the world Don't try to rule the world again Throw away my life in the fireplace With the old love letters And the Nottingham laces; Trying to forget the warm embraces Video suppers and the funny faces Does it matter to you? Does it matter to you? Does it matter to you? Does it matter at all? |
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Something on the edge of this place
Something on the edge of my mind Getting closer to me Growing stronger in me all the time The young foretell a life ahead The old look back on a life that's been led But I - I see nothing Got too much sand across my head Sit there waiting for the phone to ring Hopes in the attic, tied up with string On a top shelf, bottom drawer Any place I could ignore The falling of this hero No! Don't let the child die here Don't let the child die here Don't let his life just fade away Don't let the child die.... I made a promise - my soul laid bare Signed and sealed on a wing, on a prayer But thrown to the darkness It lies beyond repair This solemn oath I swore to you Has been neglected and unused In a back room, not on show Anywhere just not to know The falling of this hero No! Don't let the child die here Don't let the child die here Don't let his life just fade away Don't let the child die.... |
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