1. |
Omega
01:23
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2. |
Rots Far From The Tree
01:50
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The book's not shut
Was it open to start with
The spine's split
The pages are all torn
Held together by the sweat and the spit
Of every one of us
You've got nothing at all
There's nothing to lose
When you've lost it all
There's nothing to lose
When you've lost everything
You can wait for your curtain call
There'll be a show for you tonight
But there'll be no encore
What's the point in fucking fighting the times
When all you really need to do is fucking sever the ties
There's nothing to lose
When you've lost it all
There's nothing to lose
When you've lost everything
The book's not shut
Was it open to start with
The spine's split
The pages are all torn
Held together by the sweat and the spit
Of every one of us
You've got nothing at all
You can wait for your curtain call
There'll be a show for you tonight
But there'll be no encore
What's the point in fucking fighting the times
When all you really need to do is sever the ties
There's nothing to lose
There's nothing to lose
There's nothing to lose
When you've lost every fucking thing.
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3. |
Gravedigger
04:07
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Rabid dogs bare their teeth
When they can smell blood
Stark trees catch fire
Their roots drown in the flood
This is life
Hold me tight
Bodies fall with the rain
The water doesn't cleanse
The priests and slaves raise their fists
Begging for the end
This is life
Hold me tight
Their bones are broken
They pray to God
Just fucking end me
Just fucking end me
Their bones are broken
They pray to God
Just fucking end me
Just fucking end me
Rabid dogs bare their teeth
When they can smell blood
Stark trees catch fire
Their roots drown in the flood
This is life
Hold me tight
Bodies fall with the rain
The water doesn't cleanse
The priests and slaves raise their fists
Begging for the end
This is life
Hold me tight
Their bones are broken
They pray to God
Just fucking end me
Just fucking end me
Their bones are broken
They pray to God
Just fucking end me
Just fucking end me
Snakes leave the grass
When pigs eat the rats
Snakes leave the grass
When pigs eat the rats
Crows leave the nest
To close the family crest
The priests and slaves raise their fists
Begging for the end
This is life
Hold me tight.
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4. |
Crook
02:58
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Killing time to make up the days
Chasing stones that scratch my eyes
If I could see
I'd still be blind
Jesus Christ's not on my side
These bricks that tell us lies
Build the home that is forgotten
Create the house that rots your words
I know I'll never be one of them
All
That you have
Is the word of a myth
The speech of a crook
All
That you have
Is the word of a myth
The speech of a crook
Killing time to make up the days
Chasing stones that scratch my eyes
If I could see I'd still be blind
Jesus Christ's not on my side
These bricks that tell us lies
Build the home that is forgotten
Create the house that rots your words
I know I'll never be one of them
All
That you have
Is the word of a myth
The speech of a crook
All
That you have
Is the word of a myth
The speech of a crook
Killing time to make up the days
Chasing stones that scratch my eyes
If I could see I'd still be blind
Jesus Christ's not on my side
These bricks that tell us lies
Build the home that is forgotten
Create the house that rots your words
I know I'll never be one of them
Killing time to make up the days
Chasing stones that scratch my eyes
If I could see I'd still be blind
Jesus Christ's not on my fucking side.
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5. |
The Mockery
04:49
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The times are changing
And I can't fucking breathe
I'm choking on my words
My lungs are filled with fucking dirt and leaves
It's not a case
Of life or death
I don't need to treasure every breath
I'm not ungrateful
To any God
I just don't need what I've been taught
The times are changing
And I can't fucking breathe
I'm choking on my words
My lungs are filled with dirt and leaves
It's not a case
Of life or death
It's not a case
Of life or death
It's not a case
Of life or death
It's not a case
Of life or death
The times are changing
And I can't fucking breathe
I'm choking on my words
My lungs are filled with fucking dirt and leaves
The times are changing
And I can't fucking breathe
I'm choking on my words
My lungs are filled with fucking dirt and leaves.
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