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> Wait... Wait...
You have only yourself to blame You hear distant voices Speaking only to you Special words for safe ears Telling you secrets That only you can understand That only you can comprehend Your imagination has been given the freedom To do whatever you want to do And nobody will tell you to stop To cease Or to go away Around your spinning head Around your golden head Special words, glowing Wait... Wait... You hear a distant hissing You hear voices You turn your head The walls The songs The birds The morning You see everything that you want to see Everything is possible People of good clean spirits Daughters, sons, you thirteen gods Thirteen peaks Stars, mountains You are the word You are pure You are everything or anything that you want to be You are everything |
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| 2. |
| 4:08 |
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one day we live,
with tire in the brain, whose magic gives strength, to the ghost of your bones e-re-nque, sc-ron-lque, forgiveness... remember your love, iron caul, worms that steal, this bed of nails. |
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| 3. |
| 4:32 |
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> I'll speak to you and
I 'll eat your tongue, cast aside thoughts you have of me believe in you if wisdom calls, from hollow bone, the prophet talks when life meets death, the guilty talk, when shadows fall on marble ground believe in you I'll eat my tongue I'll give you everything my broken head believe in you believe in you lies are easy meat walls contain nothing profit is an ugly world reality ..reality .. immaculate conception is an ugly joke and the angel Gabriel the holy lamb of god rites.. lies.. the name of the fearless easy meat i believe in myself i kill i am a wheel i am blind i am your mother i am control i believe.. the power of this sign. |
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| 3:02 |
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> Welcome wailing wall
The Hate and lies you speak Suckle pigs you are Now listen carefully Mock guilt bags Of wounded shark Of missile priest The evil that men do Of waiting words Bloated gentiles Scud attack reversed Battery place nocturne The hate and Lies You speak |
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| 5. |
| 4:45 | 
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| 6. |
| 5:01 |
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> A meat mine
If you could just see me now Hands pitted blood red One clasped to my chest The other covering my wound Base metal Like some bag of skin I felt for one moment that I could reach out to you That the sea in its wisdom, Its green blue wisdom Could for one impulsive moment cease its spring tide You're wasting my time Send my aching limbs towards your totem smile And that my bleeding might stop And that my wounds could heal Nobody has the decency to say anything And that my arm could weld itself to yours We dream together People pour past me, a wilting figure metallic wooden constrained caged masked hatred I felt as if I could see leaves I could see summer leaves That autumn's wind had cast to the ground Give it up I felt as if I could sculpt time But in one moment This sweet clay turned to blood Sea blood Unrefined We sit in silence I had hoped to sculpt a memory of you Sea memories Of intense colours contained within a million sea stones Spoon fed or watershed Give it up And kill Jahyawhan |
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| 7. |
| 10:38 |
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> i hear your voice
disappears from view your burning voice a thousand miles away i hear your voice a thousand miles away your skin so sharp you're my,only,friend ""my father used to take a drink or two when I was young It was then that hallucinations always dangled from his tongue, the skies ablaze with ladies legs he used to say, theyre kicking from the cloud, shoes fall from the morning haze and splat like eggs above the crowd, can you see them son ?"" distant voices, those distant voices, distant voices, those distant,voices. I hear voices so I wrote, time it is a great healer.. I hear voices so i wrote You have time to live your hopes and then you have just begun to see there is more to heaven senses told you this also so much happens to me I hear voices so i wrote only once did I leave my body others doubt the possibilities. no.earl grey tea hot make it so engage insanity is just one small step away from all of us we peer into the abyss and what do we see? a pallid reflection of ourselves our lives unfurling like some damp flag yesterdays mirror tomorrows news wrapped around some drunks bottle |
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| 4:19 |
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> For tomorrow is another day
You pighole Animosity This is your reward Sometimes when the night Screams into the light I hate everything you are Hate everything you are Rotten formless corpse Go away and hide Go away and die How my heart it bleeds Vile American Vile American Everything you are |
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| 9. |
| 4:56 |
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| 10. |
| 4:04 |
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> Your words
The taste Of wasted dead Our lives are killfly picking meat Your prophets words are far between Our lives are killflies picking meat All bones remain in Catholic holes Your words The taste Of wasted dead Our lives are killfly picking meat |
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| 11. |
| 5:54 |
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| 12. |
| 4:48 |
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| 13. |
| 5:06 |
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| 14. |
| 4:47 |
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