1. |
no more wrong
01:48
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a boy climbed a tree
with a rope in his teeth
but no body told him what would happen to he
if he fell
they were afraid of
offending his rights
so they watched as he hung
and didn't care that he died
the girl she went swimming in a lake full of sharks
but no body warned her what not to swim in the dark
they were afraid of
offending her rights
they watched the sharks feed
and didn't care that she died
there is no more wrong
there is no more right
in what kind of madness
are we believing tonight
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2. |
skeleton hands
04:23
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I was the one,
asked the question
pleased to believe
any one would
I was the one,
asked the question
pleased to believe any one would know
any one would know
up against the wall Of the illusion
marvel at the fact everyone was
up against the wall Of the illusion
marvel at the fact everyone was gold
everyone was gold
skeleton hands on the wall
skeleton hands like a hollow wind
skeleton hands I remember
skeleton hands reaching up again
never felt so un prepared
Cover death no don't pretend
it isn’t coming to your door
the author understands us all
what happens to the least of these
all are cold and threatening
Were do you go when you leave
Can anybody answer me
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3. |
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mourners grieve for those who fall asleep
they feel they have to grieve like all the rest
those who rest in peace will now sleep for long
oh acyva
oh acyva
oh acyva
oh acyva
he will bring with him
those who have fallen asleep
and those of us how are left
we will not preceed
he will bring with him
those who have fallen asleep
and those of us how are left
we will not preceed
so until that day
why don't we just say
oh acyva
oh acyva
oh acyva
oh acyva
he himself will come
down with a loud command
and the dead in christ
will be the first to rise
he himself will come
down with a loud command
and the dead in Christ
will be the first to rise
and the dead will rise
so until that day
why don't we just say
oh acyva
oh acyva
so even though we grieve
encourage us to see
the light is all wee need
to find- our- way
as for the ones we've lost
they will not sleep for long
we know one day that we will see them again
so until that day
why don't we just say
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4. |
spider webs
05:44
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spider web spider web block the door
spider web that wasn't here before
where dew drops sparkle like never before
intricate delicate 123
where a happy little spider lives dances and eats
spider web spider web all the time
in the corners of the mind
spider web spider web mesmerize
strong and sticky 123
happy little spider web dance with
spider web spider web block the door
spider webs that wasn't here before
where dew drops sparkle like never before
intricate delicate 123
where a happy little spider lives dances and eats
spider web spider web all the time
in the corners of the mind
spider web spider web mesmerize
strong and sticky 123
happy little spider web dance with
strong and sticky 123
where a happy little spider lives dances and eats
intricate delicate 123
happy little spider web dance with me
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5. |
bones in rags
03:53
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bones in tattered rags
carry heads in bags
what what do they mean
i guess i don't really want to know
i guess i don't really want to know
specters only prattle
they don't bleed
specters only rattle
they don't breath
specters only prattle
they don't bleed
specters only rattle
they don't breath
usher me into the dawn
disappearing and your gone
swallowed pill
woke up clean
bruises cuts
kerosene
crucifix is all i need
greed just ruins everything
no more mercy no more grace
nothing left to eat or drink
i guess i don't really want to know
i guess i don't really want to know
specters only prattle
they don't bleed
specters only prattle
they don't breath
specters only rattle
they don't bleed
specters only prattle
they don't breath
bones, bones in tattered rags
carry, carry heads in bags
bones, bones in tattered rags
carry, carry heads in bags
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6. |
in between
01:16
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7. |
don'tlethimin
05:02
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the fiend
is at
the door
scratching
at
the door
his voice is
seduction
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
where is your defense
who is your defense
shadows
and flutter of wings
scurrying
of all
the wicked little things
shadows
and flutter of wings
scurrying
of all
the wicked little things
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
don't let him in
the fiend
is at
the door
scratching
at
the door
his voice
is full
of lies
hate
seduction
and lies
hate
seduction
and lies
hate
seduction
and lies
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8. |
Intentions Inverted
05:04
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I hear the accusations of all my ill intentions
pounding my confidence to the ground.
My head was lifted, my posture upright.
How did I get gravel in my mouth?
we must refuse to believe
confusion
silence the voices
refuse to believe
worthless
To whom then do I owe
whom do I owe
I give and did not count no cost.
My arms were open.
My steps filled with hope.
shall I give what has no cost.
if i paint my inside black
then shall i play the fool
and if i play the fool
then are my intentions evil
or just stupid
we must refuse to believe
confusion
silence the voices
refuse to believe
worthless
I am aware of my own motives. I am aware of my own heart.
silence yon voices. aware of own choices.
You will not paint me . You do not define me
i will not be your willing
portrait of disgrace
( priceless. worthy. This time you will not fool me again.)
we must refuse to believe
confusion
silence the voices
refuse to believe
worthless
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9. |
into the nothing
03:36
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music by skot shaw
lyrics by skot shaw
as you shrink into the nothing
you beleave your leaving everything behind
and desire to have nothing
do you realy find the emptiness divine
are you ever really even livening
when theirs nothing left to give
is there an insult liveing in the statement
when your choosing not to win
and the sky looks like its getting bleaker
the sun it seems forgot to shine
and your gods are buisy bleeding rainbows
form from from consuming all the wine
so if no one wants to do the right thing
seeking out the truth
will it be the corporation
taking everything from you
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10. |
pomp
03:38
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all is pomp and vanity
drop the mic and scatter
everything is poetry
but nothing really maters
go ahead and speak your mind
since we do it all the time
even if we don't know
what were talking about
were so quick to convey
what we wanted to say
ever since we heard the
stories that we wanted to change
go ahead and shift the blame
though its really not the same
when you stretch an idea
that isn't even your own
no ones really impressed
self indulgent pretence
regurgitate opinions you may not really hold
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11. |
in between 2
01:29
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12. |
forever lost
04:39
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Dark empty spaces.
Dark empty places
Where alone do I climb
when the weight of the world is to great
my chest is collapsing no will to press on.
Through the dark and mud that claws at legs;
burning with need
to press forward indeed
despite my fading desire
my fading desire
I do what i must,
what i know is required
Failing to make sense of my
very existence
fight to survive
telling myself
there must be a reason
that I am alive
that it won't last forever
it won't last forever
that some day the light will come
and not burn my eyes.
no one is listening
no one is listening.
I fear that the dreams
that I can barely remember
will be lost, forever
lost, forever
as I close my eyes.
Another day arrives
as I close my eyes.
close my eyes
close my eyes
as I close my eyes.
close my eyes
close my eyes
Another day arrives
as I close my eyes.
close my eyes
close my eyes
Another day arrives
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15. |
pomp (shriven version)
03:45
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Leper Chicago
Hundreds of years ago, Leper emerged from the cold clay of a long-forgotten grave in a forested fog somewhere between Skotland and Sveden. The pulsating rhythm from within the tomb still in the chest, the now-breathing creature –reanimated, stunned, staring down – remembers.... how a lifeless wretch lives again. ... more
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