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The Days
05:27
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Time got the best of me again
Stabbed in the back by my old friend again
Look out at another setting sun
What makes you think this isn't the very last one?
Oracles and tales of folklore
We were warned of these days
Hey man, can't you see what I am?
Hunting cheese in an endeless maze
Think back to what we used to keep
Remembering times when talk was cheap
Look back towards another rising sun
Seems we're no further from where we begun
Let me out
Get me out
I can't make it on my own
We can't pinpoint where things went wrong
Maybe this was our fate all along
Who gets the blame this time, my friend?
Won't have a chance to begin again
These are the days
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Warlords
03:17
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Hey there, Missileface, with your back against the wall
Hey there, Triggerfinger, sitting on the floor
I've seen just how you make your people look small
I've seen your militaries crashing through their walls
Your trigger finger will leave none to linger
So kill them all
Your indecision will be your religion
So kill them all
You know I've watched you casting shadows on the tall
I wonder how you think you're never going to fall
Tearing nations down, leaving nothing left at all
Raping mother nature 'til you've rubbed her raw
Your trigger finger will leave none to linger
So kill them all
Your indecision will be your religion
So kill them all
Warlords
Your trigger finger will leave none to linger
So kill them all
Your indecision will be your religion
So kill them all
Hey there, Missileface, you never listened to a thing I said
Now your time has come and you're all going to be dead
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Last of Species
02:57
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Everyone's walking away
Walking away from the real
Everyone's nervous today
Worried about the next meal
Last of species
Nothing more to say
Last of species
Leaving the world today
Everyone's playing their hand
Believing their lies on command
Everyone's taking a loss
That's greater than their cost
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4. |
The Senator Tree
02:50
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Eben Byers
04:58
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Eben Byers is in a lead-lined casket
Eben died from drinking too much of that shit
He was hoping for a miracle cure
But all he ended up with was holes in his skull
He was a man of industry
But he made his name as an athlete
What could bring a man like that down?
Lies and greed and money and power
And I don't know where I went wrong
And I don't really care
The people on the T.V. say so much shit today
Nothing's real out there
Eben Byers was in a really bad way
Drinking his radium everyday
He was hoping for a miracle cure
But all he ended up with was holes in his skull
Eben's cure was his belief
Manifested by a common thief
He was fully unaware of this
Some might say it's god's justice
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Cenotaph Centauri
09:11
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There is no outcome beyond death
The battle was lost before it began
Man's hunger for power will forever be
We will all return to the nothing from where we came
I watched the stars fade out
It seems much further now
A faded planet far
Orbits a dying star
You never listened to me
You never really were free
You never listened to me
Embracing insanity
The roads through life were long
You followed sirens' songs
Leading your kind to death
And now you've drawn your last breath
The king of holy vows
Until the mercy ran out
You never listened to me
You never really were free
You never listened to me
Now all you have's what you see
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Age of Confusion
05:28
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Mass confusion. Vacant Stares.
This illusion - fueled by fear.
No place to run this time
and no one really cares
Ruled by shadows and going nowhere
People say I've changed
But what's the point of staying the same
When the world we live in
crashes down on us again
Listen to me
Take a stand and see
Total revolution
Such a simple solution
Through the mountains. Coming down.
Bed of daisies - empty town.
Never a single thought
of what might happen next
Frightened children - so perplexed.
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Tithes & Offerings
02:29
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Bring out your nickels, dollars, dimes
Keep those hands in pockets - we ain't got much time
If you're going to try and buy your way to any type of heaven
Keep those hands in pockets 'til the end of time
When they pass that golden plate around
Pass it up and pass it on back down
You'd better give your money's worth to everyone who's in that church
Cos god ain't free for what it's worth
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March of The Damned
06:00
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See them walking on down the street
Slack-jawed with their heads to their feet
They think nothing of what's to come
Destitute with a new telephone
They see nothing with their sunken eyes
Had to kiss ass just to stay alive
Nothing stops the march of the damned
In a handbasket walking hand-in-hand
We've got a long way to go now
But not before the rope runs out
And though you're not in control now
You'll find a reason to bow down
Tiny toys keeping track of everything
Their friends, their lives, their wives, and all those silly things
What's a life that you never live?
What's your worth with nothing to give?
Clinging on to old glories of the past
Lifestyles that you know could never last
What drives a man to be so naive?
You think you're caesar but you're just a nameless slave
Obey your orders
Frontiers without borders
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Ishmael's Axe
05:00
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Our lives march on
While theirs are gone
When we saw them
Our eyes felt it
I can't ask why
Life stumbled and they died
Who knows when how
This stops consuming us now
Where were you when the axe fell
Bringing up to earth a fiery hell
When were you when time froze
Why lord - only he knows
Where were you when the axe fell
33 dead and gone and on and on
It goes again and again
Early morning, barely dawn
Barely dew or sunshine on
Then the fear game began
Veiled in cowardice again
Why it happens I don't know
Every year in many homes
Everyday and every night
Why oh why do we even try
When I think of every life
Cut short by evil's knife
Disillusioned diplomat
With those teary eyes and warm regret
Those days they'll never have
Those laughs they'll never laugh
How I wish that I could've known
Cos I would've traded my life for their own
Where were you when the axe fell
Bringing up to earth a fiery hell
When were you when time froze
Why lord - only he knows
Where were you when the axe fell
33 dead and gone and on and on
It goes again and again
We've got the fire of a hope in our eyes
We've got our hands on a vision and peace is the prize
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Steve Thompson Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Steve Thompson is an independent songwriter and musician currently based in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. To date, he has released five albums showcasing a broad spectrum of influences and sounds ranging from bleak electronic music to sensitive folk songwriting. ... more
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