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Judas Gate
03:04
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Judas Gate
You wonder why you feel like
A dead stuff on the ground
You lick your teeth
The sound of bees
Even fake is real
Get on your feet
Take your pills
Cause nothing’s better
Nothing’s better
Than that sound
What’s in the sea?
A black light spreads in me
And bloody angels
Bloody angels
Eat the trees
The high and the low
Nowhere left to go
And your damned glory
It’s never enough
And If I should fall
You would fall with me
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Marble Chest
03:12
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Marble Chest
From where we’re at it is plain to see
Anyone alive has wasted his entire youth
No one’s to blame
All we felt back then is locked up in a marble chest
And from where we’re at it is fair to say
Our youth spoiled our entire life
No one’s to blame
We forged a plague that we let no one cure
Don’t you think so?
Don’t you wish you had, don’t you wish you would,
And don’t you know you won’t?
From where we’re at it is plain to see
We’re gambling on a lame horse
No one’s to blame
We hope we’ll change horses in midstream
And from where we’re at it is fair to say
We are merging pains and sluggish joys
No one’s to blame
But our fat cold chest that has turned, turned to marble
Don’t you think so?
Don’t you wish you had, don’t you wish you would,
And don’t you know you won’t?
Our fat cold chest has turned to marble
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Distant Bells
04:58
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Distant Bells [room sessions]
Well we used to think we’d fight our fight
Waiting and looking at the sights,
At the shape of our fate
Like clouds
Well we used to think we stole from you
Won’t you make us pay our dues?
Build the shape of our fate
Into clouds and out of clay
Now you are long gone, now the plague has come
I might lift me up off the ground and get some things done
There’s no fight that will ever need us
Much too soft-spoken for the fuss
Of the shape of any fate
In the clouds
Our fiction for ourselves alone
You’re out of it, but you have blown
The shape of our fate
Away, ‘til all dues are paid
Now you are long gone, now the plague has come
I might lift me up off the ground and get some things done
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Six Feet Above
06:09
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Six Feet Above
Your songs of cold hearts and wind
The Hell I know what they mean
Tried to sing them, but O Lord
You fed’em with your blood like flood
Your skin has always been at stake
The only bet you’ll ever make
Whatever they took from you
They’re indebted, I am too
‘Cause You’re lying on your own
Six feet above the ground
Hymns of wrench and glee
Clenched fists, bended knees
The way you sing Amazing Grace
To teach a lesson to a poor wretch
You high roller, you band leader
You bleed hard, bleed further
Whatever they stole from you
They’re indebted, I am too
‘Cause You’re lying on your own
Six feet above the ground
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My, Your Decay
03:08
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My, Your Decay
My servants are drinking my wine in the kitchen
Some gypsies are playing music in my garden
As my daughter is dancing
And some raucous peasant clapping
She’s yelling she’s in love with my head waiter
And they won’t care for no father nor master
They’ll ride away
And leave this castle in decay
She was a nice girl when she was thirteen
Her mouth is pretty when she quits drooling
She sings she’s free
And that the past is good for me, just good enough for me
Oh this kingdom is dying, it seems the jester is ruling
This mansion wide opened to all winds
But my legacy is more than that
And it takes more than scorn and screams
To sweep it all away
Cause you, smart ass, you probably noticed
That as a body I no longer exist
I am these stairs
That no one climbs cause no one dares
A pair of boots waiting to be polished
A crack in the floor you hear in anguish
This is my realm
Only me get to sing its hymn, its dreadful hymn
I am these leftovers upon the table
I am a leather whip hanging in the stable
When my bell rings
He’ll cut his veins, she’ll stand up pale and shake before her king
Oh it’s you who are dying and the jester is just laughing
When you’re slapped by the wind
Oh, this is my legacy
And it might take more than curse and guts to crush it
Both your feet are stuck deep into clay
You know you’re bound to stay
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