1. |
In My Side
03:45
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Yeah your words are sharp
The way they cut into my skin
You know I'll want to feel it again
And I've been lost in the dark
Grabbing blades blind in the night
My blood trails in the moonlight
And my body's bare in this murder scene
And it's always there reminding me
That I feel your knife in my back
I can feel your knife in my side
I can feel your knife in my back
I can feel your knife in my side
And your darkness looms
Your shadows are chasing my steps
And steadily I run out of breath
But these are darker days
I'm counting them to bide the time
With a horror that's reeling inside
And my body's bare in this murder scene
And it's always there reminding me
That I feel your knife in my back
I can feel your knife in my side
I can feel your knife in my back
I can feel your knife in my side
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2. |
Comfort in the Grave
03:07
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3. |
Inked in Red
03:10
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History has drawn these lines across my face
With bones through flesh, and will it always be this way?
A change of hands again, clandestine operative
You gun me down when I've got nothing left to give
A tragedy is written - Inked in red
Words bleed onto pages - I try to raise the dead
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
So here I go again, I'm crawling on my knees
Through the jagged era of uncertainty
With my incompetence, it's painted on my face
And I am left here wondering when I'll leave this place
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
Woah, as it seems that this life is waking dream
Ohh, as it seems that this life is waking dream
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
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4. |
Static Drone
03:22
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Now that you're gone
I've been falling down
These familiar streets
Are strangers now
My heart beats
All of my blood
Out of this wound
and I own this
Buy into delusions that nobody will ever die alone (die alone)
Falling asleep to the television's static drone (static drone)
I am starting to believe that everybody always dies (dies alone)
You can put your hands on me and make me feel like I am made of stone (made of stone)
Time slows down
When I see you here
The ghosts of grief
Are nauseous to bear
Forcing a smile
The disfigured mask
Strength falters now
and I own this
Buy into delusions that nobody will ever die alone (die alone)
Falling asleep to the television's static drone (static drone)
I am starting to believe that everybody always dies (dies alone)
You can put your hands on me and make me feel like I am made of stone (made of stone)
Now that you're gone
I've been falling down
These familiar streets
Are strangers now
My heart beats
All of my blood
Out of this wound
and I own this
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5. |
Siren’s Song
03:23
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6. |
Organized Murder
04:08
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7. |
Broken Fingers
04:47
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Another death, another day
Takes the breath from me
A heavy shadow stalks behind,
with my desire to return
A burning heart smoked up the sky
and made clouded vision
You try to see the day you die,
but it's right before your eyes
Hold my head (hold- my - head)
In your hands
Force me to see (hold -my -head)
What you've known
We won't be making it out of here
Blood running mediocrity
Broken fingers I don't even feel
And all your secrets spilling out
These are the days when we have failed
And you can see it, the moving on
And I can feel it, the pushing on
Lay down to die - you know it's wrong
Hold my head (hold- my - head)
In your hands
Force me to see (hold -my -head)
What you've known
We won't be making it out of here
Blood running mediocrity
Broken fingers I don't even feel
And all your secrets spilling out
These are the days when we have failed
And you can see it, the moving on
And I can feel it, the pushing on
Lay down to die - you know it's wrong
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8. |
Run
03:35
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When I said that I wouldn't run from you (Run away run)
It didn't mean that I wouldn't run at all (Run away run)
When I said that I wouldn't run from you (Run away run)
It didn't mean that I wouldn't run at all (Run away run)
(RUN) When I said that I wouldn't run from you
(RUN) I didn't mean that I wouldn't run at all
(RUN) When I said that I wouldn't run from you
(RUN) I didn't mean that I wouldn't run
When I said that I wouldn't break your heart (break - your- heart - break)
It didn't mean that I wouldn't break you down (break - your- heart - break)
When I said that I wouldn't lose control ( lose -control- lose)
I didn't mean that I wouldn't lose you ( lose -control- lose)
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9. |
Kandahar
03:36
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Pain made manifest
A scream out like broken glass
A cry out into the void
To pronounce it's pointlessness
Did you hear we killed the monster?
Did you you think we did so well?
Did you see the broken bodies lying there?
We're getting good at building hell
I am gutted all the time
An abject horror turns the twisting knife
And we'll remember every act
and wander the desert 'till we die
Did you hear we killed the monster?
Did you you think we did so well?
Did you see the broken bodies lying there?
We're getting good at building hell
Did you hear we killed the monster?
Did you you think we did so well?
Did you see the broken bodies lying there?
We're getting good at building hell
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10. |
Agent Orange
04:27
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Agent orange, I'm on fire
I'll be tall like a soldier
I will burn for the camera
Gasp of horror in an armchair
Across the world in a moment
There's no time for sentiment
Cue expression, outraged
Declamation, upstaged
Agent orange, I'm on fire
No-one knows, it's like magic
Ask me why, it's a living
Count of heads, it's so easy
Napalm dawn, I'll be busy
It's a game, we're all children
It's a game, we're all children
Agent orange, I'm on fire
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Vision Video Athens, Georgia
Athens, Georgia based goth-pop.
Dance music for the end-times.
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