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Outlaw
04:40
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I was entertaining my discretions
There was a crutch that I needed to dispense
Mind had overridden good intentions
There was an ‘out’ and I needed to repent
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
But I don’t have to shed this skin
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
In breaking with tradition
Your loathing mouth has stifled the embrace
The tone of your rejection
Illuminates the chains you gave yourself
If I am dead to you
Then what’s in a name
Because I’m flesh and blood
My heart is black to you
I hear the bells
but I will not succumb
You reserved the rites for our division
Taken apart in the heat of the duress
Won’t let myself be bitten by the victim
There was a ruse to your delicate caress
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
But I don’t have to shed this skin
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
You built my reputation
By spitting out the parts that didn’t suit
To fade from recognition
The only respite I can give to you
(repeat chorus)
What’s in a name when all your minions disarm
The sweat of suffering on our coat of arms
And you can wash it all from yourself
But you will keep it all for the guilt
And you can wash it all from yourself
But you will keep it all for the guilt
(repeat pre-chorus)
(repeat chorus)
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2. |
Underwritten
03:21
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I sit out here and wait for the last attempts to ride in
Bated with the beat of the drum they crave, they come
I smell the fear it seeps out from every pore in the skin
To speak of evils, is to reflect the hatred within
Gone, Gone
Martyr
To the fire
Underwritten by your god
Underwritten by your god
In this dog-gone, stripped arcadia
Our crippled ways have drawn the disposable to their feet
The chant is repeated amongst the slaves to war
The charge in overdrive, but the trial prepares to rescind
We’re suffocated by our attempts to cleanse from within
Gone, Gone
Martyr
To the Fire
Underwritten by your god
Underwritten by your god
In this dog-gone, whipped arcadia
It is the curse that wipes you clean, then smothers you from behind
It is the curse that sets you free, then straddles your broken spine
Gone, Gone
Martyr
To the Fire
Underwritten by your god
Underwritten by your god
In this dog-gone, ripped arcadia
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3. |
Straitjacket
04:10
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Plagues and lies deface us; reach into our very bones
Our fates with writhe, I’m not indebted to your every word
Shot to the head
I can only rely on this air for so long
Sleep when we’re dead?
Have we’ve been entertaining the guilt for too long?
Maybe we’re tired now
Are we losing our touch?
Maybe your hands are tied
Am I asking too much?
You know I like the company of a gun
You know I like the company of a gun
Blame the skies for breaking, verily the ties unfold
We came to fight but all our best endeavours left us cold
Sleep when we’re dead
Have we’ve been entertaining the guilt for too long?
Maybe you’re crying now but your eyes gave their word
You know I like the company of a gun
You know I like the company of a gun
Old desires escape us; deadlock has taken its toll
Will we decide to break the fallacy before its old?
When it comes, do I wait for you?
When it comes, do I wait for you to seal this wound?
When it comes, do I wait for you to see this world my way?
I reign, and you like it all the same
Shot to the head
I can only rely on your air for so long
Sleep when we’re dead
‘Cause we’ve been entertaining the guilt for too long?
Maybe we’re tired now
Are we losing our touch?
Maybe your hands are tied
Am I asking too much?
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4. |
Some of Us
03:32
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I’ve learnt to run from the parade
When will they wake up?
Your smile perfected now
The masses will accept you
Your words are ratified
And the agony is ever rehearsed
But no wisdom, or subjective thinking,
ever fell from your mouth
Still you’re raised up
Like a preacher
Like a god
I’ve learnt to run from the parade
When will they wake up?
I’m tired of looking on
We’re swayed to celebrate you
(like the) target audience
Who are hanging onto every word
You were wide-eyed, claiming victory
While the others fight for their lives
Still you’re raised up
Like a preacher
Like a god
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
You’re so damn high, you can bet they’ll knock you down
You’re so damn high, you can bet they’ll knock you down
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
Some of us, some of us, are overrated
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5. |
At the Kill
04:12
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The nights were overrunning
The days were still
You were there to incite, ignite,
Just another thrill
I’m not to blame for wanting
But blame I feel
I was caught up in the headlights
And you,
Had me at the kill
Cause I knew all along, to watch my step
But the caged bird will call, out
I never meant you to fall
But I had to (I had to) let you down
The blades are old & bloodied
I reminisce,
(I was) pulled towards the edge,
my eyes drawn,
down to the abyss...
I came to pay my debtors
And my respects
I was just a stop-gap, an impulse,
How did you forget?
Cause I knew all along, to watch my step
I never meant you to fall
But I had to (I had to) let you down
I felt my back to the wall...
I had to (I had to) turn this round
My judgment was clouded as I bailed you out again
I’m hurting to honour us
I crave the incomparable
Your wording was frenzied as I caught your eyes again
I’m hurting to honour us
I crave the incomparable
We stop and we choke
The hands are broken
But the ties remain
I never meant you to fall...
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6. |
Shock Trauma
03:36
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Skin starts to burn a little now
We’re on our hands, with knees to the ground
Why did we wage ourselves a war?
They might forgive you
But they’ll never spare your life
They might convince you
That eyes never tell
Behold the cavalier comes
Eyes down, turning back to the front
Become the model they want
They will never give in
Why do we climb just to fall?
We’ve gotta work harder
They will bang, bang, bang the needles in
To get it as close to the mark
Guilt trips will lead us back around
We hide our face to worship the crowned
And we have been here so many times before
They might forgive you
But they’ll never spare your life
They might convince you
That eyes never tell
Behold the cavalier comes
Eyes down, turning back to the front
Become the model they want
They will never give in
Why do we climb just to fall?
We’ve gotta work harder
They will bang, bang, bang the needles in
To get it as close to the mark
(x2)
We struggle here, you clasp your hand to my mouth
We struggle here, you clasp your hand to my mouth
Why do we climb just to fall?
We’ve gotta work harder
They will bang, bang, bang the needles in
To get it as close to the mark
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7. |
Fire at Will
03:55
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Ever in line for the host’s attack, we wait...
Fate, it will be decided in time
The darkest threats descending from above
That can’t be fought with hatred or with love
One strike to wash all the sins away
One strike to turn all of this to grey
We couldn’t fight the war
We couldn’t fight the war
Holding our fingers behind our backs, again...
Clinging to our advances we ride
We’ll march unto the point of no return
When oceans will retract and men will burn
One strike to wash all the sins away
One strike to turn all of this to grey
We couldn’t fight the war
We couldn’t fight the war
All, all will lie
There’s a bringer of mercy in our sights
Here, here we lie
There’s a bringer of mercy in our sights
We couldn’t fight the war
We couldn’t fight the war
We couldn’t fight the war
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8. |
Feast and Decay
04:22
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So the decline
Reaches us now
A penny for your thoughts
And yet nothing for your life
Taking the prize, and leave the weak to slide
Those left behind
Will pay the price
The bigots and the liars
Overfed and underhand
Reaping the gains
So are the rich resigned
Does the liar protest too much?
You don’t convince me with your scheming eyes
Should we make them confess to us, us, us?
You gave us your word
We’re digging out the rot within
We’re pulling at the broken skin
We were caught amongst the degenerate stage of your reign
So it begins
Bones to the ground
We’re duty bound
You take another soul
And throw the dregs out for the hounds
Feast and decay,
To whom do we aspire?
(pre chorus)
(chorus)
As I lead you into the confessional
I would witness the motion perpetual
Now you’re screaming something chronic should we let you out?
Now you’re screaming something chronic should we let you out?
You will never believe till you wear the scars
You will never believe till you wear the scars
(chorus)
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9. |
Sowers of Discord
03:48
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We, dependents,
Fight the hands that weave overhead
Breed the vengeance
Undeterred I’m dreaming again
Up above, the kings are
Beating all their sins right out
Stay awake
Don’t wait until all of the tears run dry
Stay awake don’t falter
Right now
Breathe to survive, or
Bleed and the lions will decide
The few, regarded nothing... (but their greed) at all
Eat the remnants
Rape the seas, and pillage the land
Bleed the temples
Tell me do you not understand?
Up above, the kings are
Beating all their sins right out
Stay awake
Don’t wait until all of the tears run dry
‘Cause we leave an indelible mark, but we fail to see
Breathe to survive, or
Bleed and the lions will decide
The few, regarded nothing... (but their greed) at all
...And you hid the burden of the truth
Yet we still recover here for you
‘Cause you hid the burden of the truth
Yet we still recover here for you
You must prepare for the fire
For hell beckons thee
Home truths going under the knife
Set the scapegoats free
Breathe to survive, or
Bleed and the lions will decide
The few, regarded nothing... (but their greed) at all
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10. |
Bury the Witness
04:12
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Lone disfigured hearts, our backs to the flame
Cold words in the dark, we’ll take to the grave
Lone disfigured hearts, our backs to the flame
Oh, oh, can I teach you to follow?
Oh, oh, can I teach you to swallow whole?
I’ve got something to help you, is it understood?
I’ve got something to help you, and it’s also good for me (yeah)
Soldier stripped of all her rights to be claimed
Broken, we depart, our answers enslaved
I don’t really want to hurt you
But I’m set on turning you in
Claws will leave their mark, the blind meets the brave
Oh, oh, can I teach you to follow?
Oh, oh, can I teach you to swallow whole?
I’ve got something to help you, is it understood?
I’ve got something to help you, and it’s also good for me (yeah)
We began to drive, to drive
Our heads belying us
All our fears, desolate and unearthed
We began to drive, to drive
Our heads belying us
All our fears, desolate and unearthed
Keep it in the dark
Keep it in the dark
Hold me here,
We will bury the witness, bury the remnants,
Broken we leave,
Is it better to rest in peace?
Hold me here
Hold me here
Oh, oh, can I teach you to follow?
Oh, oh, can I teach you to swallow whole?
I’ve got something to help you, is it understood?
I’ve got something to help you, and it’s also good for me (yeah)
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