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The Pharisees Shall Not Be Martyrs
Go pray to your idols
Upon your stages of light
Make a mock'ry
of what you say is right!
Shout til you're blue
Slam your fist
yell about obedience
Like you know any of this!
Open up your book
And cherry pick the points
Talk of nations, kings, crooks
Governmental joints
Talk about prayer
But stay the silent
While Picking up your rifle
Just To get violent
Defending the business
Wanting more money
Vanity is fruitless
You should know this
Defending the nation
They're lines in the sand
Militaristic vocation
Abandoning your God with a flag in your hand
For an omnipresent God,
Your idols are nothing!
(Breakdown)
The Pharisees won't be martyrs
When they fall and break their neck
Or turn their gold into dust
Or the cloth used to heal the sick
Vanity is nothing!
Flags are nothing
We are all one!
All one! All one!
We are all one!
All one! All one!
The Pharisees won't be martyrs
When they fall and break their neck
Or turn their gold into dust
Or the cloth used to heal the sick
Vanity is nothing!
Flags are nothing
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Force Fed
06:19
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Force Fed Bullshit
Lies!
Lies
Lies!
Motherfuck this!
Lies!
Cries
Ties!
Stand on the street
Make an ass out of us!
(Inst break)
Throw my book in my face
Just regurgitating!
(Inst break)
Never wanna listen!
Always wanna yell!
(Inst break)
Hateful bullshit
out of your mouth
You ain't no preacher!
(Acapella)
Just another hateful motherfucker with a megaphone!
Force Fed Bullshit
Lies!
Lies
Lies!
Motherfuck this!
Lies!
Cries
Ties!
Claim to save
only wanna make slaves to hate!
Killing people
help them reach their fate!
Make a bunch of fascists,
lead the world to the gates!
Hellfire awaits you!
Don't say we didn't warn ya!
Force Fed Bullshit
Lies!
Lies
Lies!
Motherfuck this!
Lies!
Cries
Ties!
Claim to Love!
Force fed hate!
Mission from above!
Little too late!
Didn't read enough!
Wanna crusade!
Saved by Jesus!
Damned by the same!
(Breakdown)
You will burn in hell for the hate that you SERVE!
Parody!
Mockery!
Farcity!
Hateful Prodigy!
Smack this Bitch!
Chew the stitch!
Hunt this witch!
Disguising themself as a Christian!
Parody!
Mockery!
Farcity!
Hateful Prodigy!
Smack this Bitch!
Chew the stitch!
Hunt this witch!
Disguising themself as a Christian!
Force Fed Bullshit
Lies!
Lies
Lies!
Motherfuck this!
Lies!
Cries
Ties!
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Wintertide
17:03
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The bitterest of cold
This tragedy foretold
Unbeknown
Unshown
To the kinfolk
of this country home
A bittersweet air
Violet skin bare
A violent kiss
Howling winds turn to hiss
Finding itself a victim
to all of this
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With a silver dress
Made with winter hide
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With her winter's embrace
There's nowhere to hide
Fingers frozen
Her ailments you are chosen
Stiff and mortis rigor
Whiskey cannot bring such vigor
Run as you will
She has already pulled the trigger
Such a stasis
Ice bound bases
Rust turns to frost
In her clutches like Faust
She is Mephistopheles
You seem to be so lost
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With a silver dress
Made with winter hide
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With her winter's embrace
There's nowhere to hide
Her winter touch consumes you
Her numb touch you sleep to
Close your eyes little soul
Let her frost fill the hole
Icicles closing up wounds
Her snow pounds you like Dunes
Your minutes turn to seconds
The reaper, your door, he beckons
For this siren has bested you
A devil you're a victim to
The queen of this arctic mountain she is
A statue she make you into
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With a silver dress
Made with winter hide
She'll be coming round this mountain
On a pale horse she'll ride
With her winter's embrace
There's nowhere to hide
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I'm Not Here
11:04
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Walking through these streets
Unnoticed but always seen
Walking alone and asleep
Isolated underneath the aural sheets
Bequeathed the life behind the scenes
To another lover it seems
One that can do so much better than me
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
In a shell of myself
Povertous wealth of health
Comforting myself
with blankets and gush
Hands on my ears and such
get the world to hush
I am nothing it seems
But a ghost that walks these endless streets
Full of faces
Walking different paces
Speaking different levels jaded
Feeling so faded
this isn't happening, I'm not here
I scream to my beer
Face down in the bar
Waiting for this stop being so hard
Waiting for the thoughts to cease
For my moments to ease
For the sirens call to believe that i need
To stay and grow my seed
To fulfill every need
Of every neighbor I see
Every family here, I feed
Every home filled and planted seed
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
You're still here, but I'm not here
To disappear
(I'm not here)
Mind so clear
(I'm not here)
Mind scream and jeer
(I'm not here)
Old homes near
(I'm not here)
And they scream at me
(I'M NOT HERE!)
I'll go on a walk, but I'm not here
People on the chalk, but I'm not here
Praying to God, but I'm not here
That I'll disappear, and I'm not here!
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5. |
Longing (Interlude)
02:48
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(Instrumental)
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Lamentations
10:06
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Standing in my field
Stared up at the stars
Seeing the forces that wield
Such present scars
such peace so present
Such stillness abound
the longing for heaven sent
Makes a heaven bound
Longing for a stillness
Longing for the break
When the rest has come
For heaven's sake
Longing for the stillness
One that's the wild
All i have left is
what hasn't been down filed
This world burns you away
Molds you into it's shape
Any innocence it takes away
From rape to the selling yourself
To make it day to day
There's no hope here
As much as I see
I just wish I had the peace
Here with me
One so abound and promised to come
That only comes when my day is done
Longing for a stillness
Longing for the break
When the rest has come
For heaven's sake
Longing for the stillness
One that's the wild
All i have left is
what hasn't been down filed
supposed to have a child's faith
This world only wants the jaded
Only a husk, the dead wraith
The living faded
Lamentations of the living
Self mutilated, sold and dwindling
Living and loving souls withering
Keeping your fire on with kindling
Sell your stomach to eat
Only buy the alcohol to hold back
The demons you try to beat
Turns out it's your kid you attack.
Longing for a stillness
Longing for the break
When the rest has come
For heaven's sake
Longing for the stillness
One that's the wild
All i have left is
what hasn't been down filed
I want the stillness
I want the peace
That the forest
has promised me
I want the stillness
I want the peace
That the forest
has promised me
But I'll be dead and buried
And food for the trees!
Longing for a stillness
Longing for the break
When the rest has come
For heaven's sake
Longing for the stillness
One that's the wild
All i have left is
what hasn't been down filed
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