1. |
O Discordia
03:44
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How weird
How funny
How strange it seems
To be out here standing in the cold wind
Folding down the tent poles of my dreams
The canvas blows in that baleful wind
The veil torn asunder the the rain and the thunder
As the world comes flooding in
I’ll never cry for sleeping now
All my wants are sorry and plain
As our world of light and power rests
Among the bullets
The wine
And the rat shit
The wheels bounce ever down this hateful road
Time licks at our heel and snarls like a beast
As it’s hunger grows
To see devils drowned in fire
As the badlands burn
And forever rips apart at the seams
(Chorus)
And we sing….
Lie-diddy-die-diddy-die-didly-die-diddy-dum
(Chorus)
How weird
How funny
How strange it seems
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2. |
The Ghost of Abby Dean
05:22
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Can’t tell nobody but the rain
Just how long before I go
My burden lain bare and my chains cast down
Into the cold and weary ground
I’ll say it one more time
Tell the rain of all the wickedness inside
How now she’s gone
I’ll be a better man
I’ll be worthy
Of all she ever said I am
I scratched my name down
In the grinnin’ man’s book
And a hammer
He placed in my hand
That hammer came down
Again and again
‘Till the chain,
She lie twitchin’ at my feet
(Chorus)
And now the rain falls harder
Every night
No matter how much I scream
You still won’t leave my mind
Or is that really you
Out of the corner of my eye
Your hate pressed to the wound of me
Stealing back your time
Can’t see nobody but the storm
So I howl my victory to the wind
As the spectre seeps screaming from that cold hard mound
To torment me unto death
I’ll scream it one more time
I’ll tell your wraith of all the wickedness inside of me
How now you’re gone I’ll be a good man, God, I swear
As your pale chains wrap my neck
And drag me to Hell
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3. |
Last & Final Days
00:44
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4. |
Fledgling
05:00
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The Emperor sits
Atop the Sunn
Through a whirling storm
Of steel and ink
Little devils shovel coal powder
They move it by the ton
Dance a mad dance
And blow their horn
Someone breathed fire
And let out a yell
Coughed up a song that we took
Straight to hell
Now the badlands are drowning
And the mountain’s on fire
And you never did find your line
Invidious beasts
Collide down here
All the colors will seem lovely
When eternity is near
The Grinning Man stokes
Until the coals bleed red
His teeth leak time
As we shape the dead
Now the sky cracks open
And plaster rains
Your eye is a pebble
In a child-god’s game
Now the badlands are drowning
And the mountain’s on fire
And you never did find your line
Deeper down deeper
Where truth congeals
Like the film of a soup
Or oozing life
Drained from the cup
Of broken indignation
The band marches on
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5. |
Camel No.9s
03:22
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I watched the sun rise last night
And for all my trying
Couldn’t get her off my mind
The way
She looked
In the moonlight
Tears ran down her face
To meet her smile
That smile I broke
For my own wretched life
To keep her blind
To a cold, greedy mind
And now the ash tray
Is lonely tonight
No more lipstick-stained
Camel No. 9s
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6. |
The Flesh Court
00:26
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7. |
Moon Song
03:48
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I’m inside the moon
Said the man to the boy
Before he took a trip away to
The stars
Hear my voice
Screaming out
There’s no choice - no choice
For you, my son
If you take a life
You’ve bought the trial
You set yourself on fire
I see the fantasy inside
The moon-lit dark
Of the night
I’ll fight until they die
Of fright, but
You and I will survive
Please
Don’t leave
I can’t live without you
Said the boy to the moon
It’s too late for you my broken child
You’ll walk the path through the mess you’ve wrought
If you take a life she’ll be destroyed
So live in sin-soaked hell, boy
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8. |
Fable
07:09
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Dreamers of a world
Terrible beauty untamed
How it’s supposed to be
We pulled the stars, burning
From the night
To light our way
Narrow runs the road
But we quicken our pace
The asphalt thickens
We must row harder
Worlds cannot stand
Oh, shifting foundations of sand
How could it ever be
Stars searing flesh
Oh, creatures of dirt and gold
(Chorus)
I wanted you
Before the fall
Now we stare off the edge
Of the world
Balanced on the last
Broken spear
You finally mean nothing at all
Just me now
Just the floor
Too cold to be anything but real
There’s nobody left
But the dark here now
To weep
(Chorus)
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9. |
Kansas Dirt Weed
05:04
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Well I’ve bent in the winds
On the great plains of Kansas
Tasted the salt of the gulf
And razed the seas to heaven
Child’s finest brush
I’ve been a drunkard’s canvas
Penetrated by thousands
Ripped and torn by blackened teeth
Come one, come all!
To the world’s greatest scam
Where I’ll shake your hand
But I won’t give a damn
For I’ve no mind to think
No voice of my own
The voices above me
Oh isn’t it lovely when
People pretend that they
Know where I’ve been
The beauty is there
But never belonged to me
Through temples holy
And deepest pits of sin
Twisted strands of self and oil
Never fear to tread
Smelled of many smokes
Tasted whiskey, wine, and gin
I’ve drowned in the waters of love
Scraps made of me a bed
(Chorus)
At night I sit and tell myself
That I can hold this all together
That the twisted, bloody strands might
Bind the world to me
No matter how much it hurts
I tell myself there should always be a light
Where the razor meets the flesh
And I fall to pieces
Well I’ve bent in the winds
On the great plains of Kansas
Tasted the salt of the gulf
And razed the seas to heaven
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10. |
God Moved
00:55
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11. |
Fool
08:09
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I hide and wait
Behind the faces
Of those you pretend
To Love
Nobody sees me there
I am not for them to know
I am yours and yours alone
I am yours and yours alone
They reach for you
Eyes filled with trust
Arms outstretched
With bloody hands
I place their heart in your palm
It is slick, vital, throbbing, and warm
It is yours and yours alone
It is yours and yours alone
I know you know
That’s where you’ll find me
Beneath the flesh that beats
In your hand
But what is one more heart
Against the fear and the hate you have for me
They are yours and yours alone
I am yours and yours alone
You watch me laugh
From behind their eyes
As you rend the flesh
To find me inside
You snuff me out
And watch their light die
Leave the wreckage at their feet
How many times
Have we danced this dance
A heart for you
And a soul for me
How many empty chests
Have we left behind
Rotting, mangled and ruined
You wretched fool
Do you not know me yet?
I am yours
And yours alone
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