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| 4:35 | 
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Pray for the days of glory
Long gone the master plan Gone is the pride of independence Sacrificed like a lamb Here is the same old story Here where the honor ran There was a price for the consolation Walking in hand in hand Thy kingdom come, he came to fear it He's on the Judas list Thy will be done, and fondled spirit See's devils in the mist Give me pure resolution Give what all I can Give me some more of what I can take, Feed me from your garbage can Let me have the absolution Let me stand like a man Let me walk tall with the godforsaken, Walking out hand in hand One more godforsaken Ten to make him pay A kiss from Judas and temptation Sends him on his way Passes on redemption Ten to make him right Another kiss of Judas lands Before he sees daylight... Into his night Hot One more godforsaken Ten to make him pray A kiss from Judas and temptation As I heard him pray Thy kingdom come, he came to fear it He's on the Jesus list Thy will be done, and ruined spirit See's devils in the mist |
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| 2. |
| 4:29 |
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Train-train burning like a absolute,
Drunk with the love of the fire Brain-brain burning and the leather boot. Kicking like he never gets tired... I saw the coming of the faster than light speed, Burning track, conventional fool Wham-crack-bam-slap Far out of sight speed, Hammered like a kicking mule Here we come now, here we go Need you now, no mistakes Stand up tall and give me, What it takes Hit the ground running, I was faster than the light speed Burning before my feet hit the floor Damn machine gunning Kept me far out of sight feed, Pull the shades and lock all the 1-2-3-Door I saw the coming-coming, into the void And I was drunk with the love of the fire Was a knock-down, drag-out Never fail me boots I was kicking like I never get 1-2-3-More Need you now, no mistakes Stand up tall and give me, What it takes Need you now, I'm not afraid Stand up straight and kick me If that's what it takes Little hot, a little cold A little young is growing old A little prick, a little bold, Never did what he was told I'll tell ya why you're feeling bad, A little played, a little sad A little more you never had, A little sane is going mad Seems you had enough of me, Enough or more eternity I'll tell you what I'm going to be, I'm going to be your misery And when you feel you're going to break, Say your prayers for goodness sake We're going to see what you can take, We're going to see now what it takes Count it as you did before, count it out 2-2-3-4 Count it when you're going to break Count it out it's what it takes Count it when you're feeling bad, Count it when you're going mad Count on me for goodness sake, Count on it and what it takes What it takes |
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| 3. |
| 5:55 |
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All buys are final the act suicidal
A moment defining a life Not hatred or racial, goddamn, insulatial Confusion controlling the strife The pain now consuming There'll be no exhuming Destroying the core of the lie The man with his hand-up Had just better shut-up God lights-up and sits to the right When I had you Dancing like a angel in my hand When I need you, counting time A trillion grains of sand The commission/skull and bones Extradiction/skull and bones Landing a knockout, negotiate lockout The war in the crescent was theirs The prices grew higher, the need for the buyer The cost, loss of life, splitting hairs The pain all consuming, for those without grooming Not taken the time yet to learn The man feels deserted, and Toby's perverted God sits back, and waits his turn When I had you Dancing like a angel in my hand When I need you, counting time A trillion grains of sand When I had you standing like a soldier in my hand When I need you,counting lives a trillion grains of... Strict obligation to deterioration, Other blood is all over me For the good of the nation a world obligation Welcome to the society I was born with the right and the financial might, To put a price on your head so worth living Shot with the light on the very same night, That you thought that your god was so giving Hammer-hammer down you, one time alone For the order of the nation Hammer-hammer down you, skull and bones A full, life-long sensation |
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| 4:52 |
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Give me your love, give me your money
Give me your soul, let me have it honey All lined up, paint 'em red All lay down, praying me dead Here you go baby, a birthday surprise Bes believe your eyes Cover them in roses Cover them in lies Dress them up in persecution Best believe your eyes Nothing you hear, half of what your seeing Make myself clear, talk about believing 3-5-7 and a bottle of blood All went down to heaven, hell's full of the good All over baby, here's a big surprise Best believe your eyes Cover them in roses Cover them in lies Dress them up in persecution Best believe your eyes 6-6-6-6-6-6 Your enemies, your demons scream to get out Beyond the shadow of a doubt Listen to your spirit scream, Wring your soul out until it's clean Well beyond the shadow of a doubt Kiss your purity goodbye Squeeze you tight so you won't die All your demons screaming to get out Hear the footsteps, feel the breath Good intentions lead to death All your enemies are looking out Well beyond the shadow of a doubt Well beyond the shadow of a doubt |
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| 5:17 |
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Ain't nobody listening, ain't nobody there
Somebody is screaming this ain't fair 30 pieces glistening, speak up if you dare That is what the book said if you care Sheep and god, the fourth, independence, Waiting to be led Deep the pain, the sting of dependence This is what he said I'll take you all the way, A lifetime spent in just one day I'll take you out the other side It's my hellish pride Sweet Jesus in the midnight sun On fire as the day is won You got to know that it's cold outside Why don't you come for a ride I got a hellish pride Think that something's missing Or something's just not fair Somebody is hanging over there I was at my own christening I wasn't quite aware I didn't have the choice to even dare I fell asleep at night independence Waiting for the word In nightmares and deceit of dependence This is what I heard I'll take you anyway Hopeless, faithless, it's okey I'll take you on the lifetime ride It's my hellish pride Fire |
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| 4:08 |
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Wake a little woozy, feeling shitty
Overdone, over tired Waling like you lose, just shitty, wherever you go Are you happy with the congregation Do you find that you always need more Are you wishing on a constellation Do you find that your throat's always sore You know what they needed You know what they like You got them believing That all of it's right One moment, one man One time does the best he can One push and one desire One time he walk through fire Got an itty-bitty-shitty-over Now start the fire Just enough pity left to start What you don't want to know Are you happy with your contribution Do you find that you always want more Are you praying for the revolution Looking forward to your day in court |
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| 5:21 |
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What's the sense of running blind
If you never know where you go What's the sense of suicide If the crash is all you know I'm a right-down, lower than the low Collecting other people's sins What's the sense, if you got to go If you don't know where you been A classic indication, march out of time A standard application and you're not the kind I'm coming Blessed retribution; head-on, never stall Running, head-on to the wall Unholy damn solution, head-on, never fall Running, head-on to the wall All the promises that you made Made you right with what you did All the freedom that you trade On the block for the highest bid I'm an up here, higher than high-sight On a self inflicted grin With a back-door larger than life-light So you can see where you been C'mon, now baby shine a light on me, Can you see me just a little bit Cleanse you of the sorrow and your misery, Wash away the pain with a hit Tell me what you're waiting for C'mon little lazy take a walk with me Will you reach out will you take my hand C'mon little lazy will you let it be, Or will you walk on to the promised land Tell me what you're waiting for C'mon now baby shine the light on me, Can you use me just a little bit C'mon little lazy will you walk with me, We'll wash away the pain and the shit |
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| 4:28 |
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Hey, hey smokey with the iron grip
Bang-bang knocking it down Hangman headed on the psycho trip He gives the best stretch around I got the hear say, no where to run I got a bed on the sun I got it loaded just before we were found They give the best holes around Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like you've already won Sweet mother Mary, will you let me be I'm trying just to find my way home Everything coming up catastrophe Pandemonium ruling the dome They got the numbers and the outside won They got a rope around the sun But I put the hangman in a cold-dirt mound He gave the best stretch around Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like you've already won Looking down the barrel of your best friend Something in the air Smells just like Chalie get your gun Call me suicide Call me getting stronger Call me when the sun is gone Call me homicide Call me sane no longer Call me when the race is won Chalie get your gun |
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| 4:41 |
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Sweeter, then you leave me
Hanging on a circle Nine to the center of eternity divine And if you don't believe me Sorrow has a purpose Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind And when the judgement rendered Incapacitation Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time Angel on my shoulder Devil in my pocket I'm just doing fine, on the line Hell is, for the not like them All fired up and ready for the promised land Hell is, for the other man All fired up, doing the best he can Attendance is required For those less inspired Patience is a vice counting one through nine And if it was desire That brings you into fire The outer rings are knocking For the very last time All the souls are grieving Murderers are thieving Suffer at the core is a friend of mine Angel on my shoulder Devil hot and colder I'm just doing fine, on the line We condemn, false accusation We condemn, man's liberation We condemn, no reservation We condemn, abomination We condemn, all accusation We condemn, man's innovation We condemn, no reservation We condemn, abomination Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me Judgement at the center of eternity divine Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign An when the child's finished And the man diminished Remember that he is still a friend of mine Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket I'm just doing fine |
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| 5:37 |
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Ride the wind son
Through my eyes You'll see where you must stand Remember what your purpose is And that you were the brand Awaken in me if you can The deaths by one's own hand Remember where you came from And that you wear the brand... You wear the brand Blatant, born in fire With little more to say Than action speaks the loudest And yield the only way To quench the thirst, Desire, swifter than the hand In bloody fascination His pride to wear the brand Bend and twist and tear the will Show them where you've been A tribute to your Overkill A multitude of sin Away-away no time to stay The union it still stands Willingness, donation We all display, the brand |
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