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| 1. |
| 3:38 | 
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| 2. |
| 8:21 | 
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Across the abyss
This weary traveler struggles on Casting his eyes upon the ground, he cries out "Is there no end to this immortal pain that haunts me?" Thou hast become the path and the way That leadeth to destruction Be thou accursed Be thou abolished Be thou annihilated Testify that all is vanity In heaven as on earth Dressed in universal torment Crying openly As I engage myself in prayer. "Bring me through midnight to the sun!" As I enflame myself with prayer "Bring me through midnight to the sun!" Everythings in motion, everything lies still Through the veil of sorrow And the pall of death Everything's in motion, everything lies still Through the veil of sorrow And the pall of death Like that of a drowning man His life flashes before him Turning his eyes away in shame, he cries out "Is there no pity for a blind man such as me?" Thou has become the path and the way That leadeth to destruction Be thou accursed Be thou abolished Be thou annihilated Eyes, feet, hips start moving Where the laurels grow Another sacrifice Stains the tomb of human despair As I enflame myself with prayer "Bring me through midnight to the sun!" Everything's in motion, everything lies still On the path of sorrows On the road to death |
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| 3. |
| 4:25 |
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R. Williams
Soft blood dances clothed in sunlight Guide to the labyrinth, night of sin Voice of the serpent draped with diamonds Hour of the wolf is drawing near Soft blood flows in emerald starlight Host of the labyrinth, fool or seer? Prophet of wisdom, bathed in glory Hour of the wolf is drawing near Killing time approaches as the clock strikes, As it falls Recognition blurs definement Wolf pack on the prowl Soft blood boiling in the moonlight Guest to the labyrinth, has lost his way Caught in a prison of holy madmen Hour of the wolf is drawing near Soft blood rises, spilling over King of the labyrinth, king of fear Vision of life's end, dream or nightmare Hour of the wolf is here Killing time has been met As the clock strikes, your life falls Recognition blurs definement Wolf pack on the prowl Everything is silent, everything cries out Through the veil of sorrow And the pall of death Everything is silent, everything cries out Through the veil of sorrow And the pall of death (repeat) |
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| 4. |
| 6:30 |
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R. Williams
I have etched the scrolls into my skin The hangman's noose, 13 lies which cross the barrier/burial There is a sin not yet commited O, he of sleepless flight - be merciful. I have found myself lost amongst the shards of a world reduced to shadow Sentenced to a lifetime in this prison Well, I should have taken this omen and ran Abandoned myself to secret corners Instead I turned to face the day Treading through the storm of the horror And decay How could I be so blinded Cut down and so misguided? Caught in deception, in deception O, he of splintered sight - be merciful For I know not what I do I walk the road that leads to an early grave As tears stream down my rigid face Well, I should keep one eye turned towards heaven As I drag my body through the flames Instead I turned to face the day Fighting with the demons I have made Spilled all my hope along the way It falls out, it falls dead Shattered fragments, endless waves O, he of sleepless nights - be merciful I have found myself lost amongst the shards If only I had severed ties, Ties that bind all my dreams to lies I could have walked away from it all I could have walked away from it all And found that peace waits in absentia |
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| 5. |
| 3:51 |
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Good-bye dreamer, insane stranger on the shore
There is no one left here, not a soul Aid the confusion, expecting nothing Not a soul O, Mother, could I come back to you? A terrible vision of order out of control In accordance with human history Here in the company of death We approach - new graves, divided for love's sake Refined in rapture - ready to fly or to die Mother could I come back to you? I'm lifted up into the presence of divine forces Mother Open-mouthed in magnificence and beauty Mother Or shall we sufer the same fate as all the others Stuck on a plane which does not suit them Lost in thought, forgetful of primitive desire Good-bye dreamer, not a soul Mother, could I come back to you? Mother, could I come back through you? Mother, could I come back to you? The animals - I know how you make out Welling with authority, vilely enthusiastic, enduring bitterness "My husband's been dead for five years, though largely unobserved" The demons, the clowns are gone ..And so is my Mother Mother, could I come back to you? Mother, could I come back through you? Mother, could I come back to you? O, Mother, could I crawl into you? Back into you O, Mother O, Mother could I come back to you? Mother? |
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| 6. |
| 3:29 |
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Rebel my love, some day we shall overcome
But the sickness bites hard, and yes the razor's old Of their portions, rashes, surrender, kill every first-born son We were kneeling, dressed for burial, reaching for the name Heard voices laughing the spirit in the plight of the living dead Of course at the bottom of my glass made it clear what they had said Is death a song in the tinder box The stone has turned away I can't remember god when i... And i'm drunk all day X x x x x x Before i leave you bring the demons out Your beauty seemed not to mind the fever Hung on the midwife's jaw We were kneeling, dressed for burial, reaching for the name Heard voices laughing the spirit, and the plight of the living dead I can't remember god when i... And i'm drunk all day Some said i was wrong to dream that way I was wrong to dream that way And some made light of death and sorrow Light of death and sorrow But death is glory now Death is glory now |
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| 7. |
| 5:38 |
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The true revolution is in mind
Remember that and all else shines Tertoma, dying with the host Our food for thought will feed the starving children, Burn their mouths with lies inbred (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Life?) And false feelings of security (Doth thous name appear in the Book of Lies?) The winged virgin and the bitch that sings Have locked away the secrets Jesus made their wings But over there a person's tumbling down (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Life?) Around You (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Lies?) Tumbling Down Well, I've heard it said that love has lifted these Yet there's a hunger no one's chanced to see Out pain's too weak, it lies in charity And that's hungry Please say please (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Life?) We're trying hard to make you, make you the disease (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Lies?) We're trying hard to make you, make you see Teratoma, dying with the host Our food for thought has starved the Child of dreaming Now eyes are closed and caged as we Come tumbling down We come tumbling down Doth thou name appear in the Book of Lies? |
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| 5:46 |
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| 5:18 |
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