1. |
Zealot
11:09
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A powder keg with a burning fuse,
An offer made that can’t be refused
The mandate to maim, torment and abuse
Poisons the mind of a wieldy few
Sadists and saints walk hand in hand
To crush the dying, doomed and damned
To whom now waving the white flag
Is not an option
My God, what have you done?
There’s coming back from what you have done
My God, what have you done?
Sitting accused but you don’t know the crime
Battered and bruised and biding your time
In the pit where the pendulum swings
From side to side while your neck’s on the line
Hanging judges oversee the trial
As seven white candles burn to the wire
And as their fire flickers out
So will yours with it
My God, what have you done?
There’s coming back from where you have gone
My God, what have you done?
Heads will hang from the castle walls
There’s nowhere to run when the hammer falls
Deaf ears won’t hear your desperate calls
heat grows from four closing walls
The time’s come to stoke the crackling fire
And let the heretics burn one and all
Lest the kingdom fall
My God, what have you done?
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2. |
Pick of the Litter
04:09
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3. |
Chain Reaction
04:29
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4. |
On the Other Side
05:07
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Can’t fault a poor man seeking his fortune
Looking round at what others have when he’s got none
Jumped a train down ‘round the bend
Gone out looking for a means to an end
Of breaking his back slaving underneath the hot sun
Made a deal with the man downstairs
Who told him he’d leave with his fair share
If he came back next week after a good run
If that’s how you live your life
It’s gonna take you for a ride
The grass is always greener on the other side
Always greener on the other side
Hold fast, get on the gas and don’t stop
The moment you do you’ll run out the time on your clock
Never takes long for word to spread
Before you know you’re left for dead
Breathing out your last breath on the old block
It's a shame, but some things never change
It's always been the name of this game
You're going to find out too late
When the ball’s dropped
But if it’s how you live your life,
You’ll be taken for a ride,
The grass is always greener on the other side
Always greener on the other side
A lot of sweat and a little sin
Mix of disregard and discipline
Movin’ double speed across the red line
Let it be known there is no doubt
You fuck around and you’ll find out
Won't you?
You rolled the dice,
Couldn’t turn the tide,
The grass is always greener on the other side
The grass is always greener on the other side
Always greener on the other side
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5. |
Borrowed Time
03:30
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Minute by minute,
Mile by mile,
These days getting from end to end
Of the town takes a little while
Get down to business,
Until the deal is done,
Might have to lose a few battles,
Before the war is won
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
The unholy union,
Of drive and greed and guts.
You'll get yours,
And I'll get mine,
Living on borrowed time.
Cheap thrills a plenty,
Bills overdue,
Maxed out the plastic,
Walking down fifth avenue.
You can bite the bullet,
And stick to your plan,
Still a lot of people with promise
End up nothing but a flash in the pan
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
The unholy union
Of drive and greed and guts
You'll get yours,
And I'll get mine,
Living on borrowed time.
Living on borrowed
(Time)
Waits for no-one,
(Time)
For me or you,
(Time)
Waits for no one,
And that's nothing new.
Killer instinct
And burning the midnight oil.
The scythe is remorseless,
To the victor go the spoils
Yet if you go looking far and wide,
You might find your sign.
Until then you're living on borrowed time
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6. |
Another Day
11:56
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I. THE CRYSTAL VASE
The cold world is trying to bring you down again
You feel your life slipping through your fingers
Like a million grains of sand
What have you done to be dealt that hand?
Did you break the crystal vase?
Perhaps you’re going through a phase.
Will you live to fight for another day?
Mother of mercy would you care to lend your grace?
You’re much too young, my son
To feel the cold hand of death upon your face
And it’s true, the world can be an unforgiving place
But it time you’ll find your way
Rest your head on feather down
The bell rings and then you’ll wake
To hear the morning song’
Chorus of embrace
And you’ll see the light of another day.
II. IS IT ANY BRIGHTER?
My brother, have you shed your skin
To become who you have always been?
Or adopted disguise and sold yourself lies
To escape the things you’ve seen?
In the space between
You’ve no solace found
If not in life,
Will you find it underground?
Were the years so unkind?
Were there better days beyond the malaise
That you were yet to find?
If the future looked so dark
That you destroyed your past,
Does it seem any brighter
Now that you have turned to ash?
III. ECHOES OF ETERNITY
As the final curtain falls
You’ll hear the siren’s call
A voice to guide you home
Into the great beyond
The horizon wields the rays
Of a new day’s breaking dawn
The echoes of eternity
Your call to carry on
And on.
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