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Murderer
05:26
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"To find our way through the complicated maze of contradictions in which we are involved makes it impossible to accept any simple formula as the certain way to peace
and the plenty that might be built upon peace.
Too much of the future is a sealed book we cannot open.
Too many of the interests, national, economic, racial, for which we have to find a common level of well-being, exist at different levels of power and of development
to make the road to our ends direct and obvious.
Too many legacies of hate will be left by these wars for the necessary collaboration to be easy.
All we can do, in any assessment of the possibilities before us, is to follow the few gleams in the dark, which seem to beckon us forward, to remember, above all, that it is hopeless to attempt even any conscious control of our fate, unless we bring experimentalism and audacity to the ends we seek. "
Murderer
Innocence of a point of view,
And sometimes it's not enough, to get you through.
Bide my time, build your trust
Learn my crime and These bars will never rust.
Believe in me,
Their bleeding me dry,
Can't you see,
I never did nothing
They're pinning it all on me...
Kicked in teeth an gritty greif
Sends them wild,
Shown up for fools, they can't take that from any man
They forge their lies in steel envelopes
Push them hard down inside all our throats
Believe in me,
Their bleeding me dry,
Can't you see,
I never did nothing
They're pinning it all on me...
Solo
Bridge
Can't let them get the best of me x 14?
Believe in me,
Their bleeding me dry,
Can't you see,
I never did nothing
They're pinning it all on me...
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2. |
The Weakest Fade
04:14
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Weakest Fade
It took me until today, to realise
that there's more to life than what we leave behind.
It's difficult for me to say,
we've spent so long running blind
trying to find
A quicker way to our demise
I can't surmise this any other way for you
Blood spilled and that's the price,
And we're all bleeding by our own hands
The broken windows,
the bleeding walls
The screaming calls us to the end
The shit we gave, the choices that we made
we thought we were being brave
but now we're just slaves
the weakest fade
you never know, when your time is up
but rest assured, when the time comes
Fire from the sky, it burns our eyes
it melts our mind, takes our lives
When all is said and done
What use is our time left now
The broken windows,
the bleeding walls
The screaming calls us to the end
The shit we gave, the choices that we made
we thought we were being brave
but now we're just slaves
the weakest fade
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3. |
The Foreseer
05:39
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The Foreseer
Explosive force could save us all, or rip us limb from limb
I've seen it through the eyes of the watchers, they've seen it all before
Take time to estimate the scale of your proposals, you big kids with big guns
This isn't like a game, it affects us all, and you'll send us to oblivion
So point that barrel at your own face
And see if you can still pull the trigger
Cash thrones, created by greed, to rule us all
You're not human anymore,
Morally bankrupt, socially inept,
All you want is pain and disease.
They've told me the way, a way without you and what you do.
We can make it through.
So point that barrel at your own face
And please pull the trigger
Rid the world of your disgrace,
Before you kill us all.
We should have done it before you led us to this place
We coulda have made more for ourselves in this space
Take their advise, don't demise us for our own sake
Let's shake the tower, make it crumble
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4. |
The Event
05:11
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The Event
I should've have been like I told you so
but that doesn't help me now, I'm all alone
trigger happy didn't think it through
the true Mexican finish off
and now we are few
This wasteland
Now our homeland
Prepare your dead
For the end
They're penning us in
They're pushing us down the hole
The body count rises ever more
The floor is slipping, the walls are sharp as thorns
This nightmare is what we have become
Deformed wrecks
Cannibals
Survival of the hardest
The Meat cooks
And it falls straight off the bone
This is what we now call our home
This wasteland
Now our homeland
Prepare your dead
For the end
When the bombs drop
We didn't know where to look
I guess we're all out of luck now
The mundane movements of our lives
Please make our lives a lie
And we must die
And the people cry
In the end, it was a tie
and we all lost everything
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5. |
Follow The Few
06:31
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Follow the Few
One man walked along the road that he knew well, and he thought he knew the way.
One day, times ago, often saw friend and foe, but now he's on his own.
He can't seem to place the change, fight change, evolve with the change. It's a different world now.
Since the day he lifted away, floated away, left this plane. They picked him like a needle from the hay.
Showed him all they knew, their different points of view, he asked questions of the few.
His perception was his revelation, his freedom key, his salvation.
They chose me, to set us free
They saw this ending and did not agree
But the stubborn hearts and blind minds
They're being fooled
So they follow the few
Forcing hands, pushing feet
We're on our way to end this
If don't agree, then you're worse part of the Problem is that turning blind eye
To these types of animals, it's like condoning their actions. They thrive on inaction.
They see it as agreement, that they're in right, and it's all right
And so we follow the few
Dont believe them, they won't take the blame
They're grinning
They say it's all the same
But I'm seeing,
Everything has changed
We're on our way, to the next page.
I wanna find my family
I wanna go back home
I wanna breathe my air
Wanna sit on my throne
Wanna see my friends
And not their stones
Wish I was still there
But. I'm truly alone
Can't seem to find my way in this haze
Can't seem to find my place inside this daze
Can't seem to find my way in this haze
Can't seem to find my place in this nightmare
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