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You're a man who would be king
You're a man who wouldn't settle
Not for anything that's short
Of a crown of cold hard metal
<2>
Bittersweet sounds of life
Strangle you, making you choke
They tell you not to survive
Teach you things you forgot
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Among life's bitter outcomes
Among the honor ruined
Who do you think you are?
Among the bodies dead and numb
Among the troubles brewing
Who do you think you are?
<3>
You took words from people's mouths
They with each day turn more sour
You took thoughts from people's heads
They with each breath grow more foul
<chorus>
Among life's bitter outcomes
Among the honor ruined
Who do you think you are?
Among the bodies dead and numb
Among the troubles brewing
Who do you think you are?
<chorus2>
You see the end you know the way
It's been there where you put it
Who do you think you are?
To stray from it and dare to sway
To see your faith uprooted
Who do you think you are?
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Wet Soil
02:56
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1) Wet soil is soaked through with the blood
Multitudes die under the lead
Missiles and shells for greater good
Show is sold out; crows will be fed
2) Green of my shirt's lost in the woods
White of my cloak's lost in the snow
But I bleed red just like you do
'nd perish I will just like my foe
ch) Nothing I can see but the warplanes there
Bread and circuses, might makes right
3) That old sun up high only blinds me now
But I've lost the taste for the sky
I pray the sky
Bane my old eyes
Drown in your milk
Strangle with silk
So I don't see
This fucked up shit
Is the end nigh?
I'll miss it this time
ch) Nothing I can see but the warplanes there
Bread and circuses, might makes right
I pray the sky
Bane my old eyes
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Dream
03:42
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1) The same gloomy morning on the same piece of paper
The same gloomy thought's been drowned in ink
There's a place where the endless days vapor
There's a place where everything ends in a blink
It a faraway place but it feels just like home
It's a place where my bad dreams hide from the night
Maybe it's where i was meant to be born
Or maybe it's just where i am going to die
ch) It's where summer rains are joining in deluge
My dreams disappear in the bubbling sky
2) Words fail me just as everything else
No images left to survive in a metaphor
Of my shameless success and my last farewells
To those who don't know what i'm dying for
3) It's a holy place built on the bed of deception
Where each stone is as solid as the God's own truth
I'll worship it with my every action
If a stone should be cast i will honor the bruise
ch) It's where summer rains are joining in deluge
My dreams disappear in the bubbling sky
Maybe i'll finally find there a refuge
Or maybe i'll sink in these waters up high
4) the songs of the Lord clawed at my heart,
but i no longer need it to be all undamaged
i will cut through the eyes of the blind
it will rest on the altar of rampage
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H.D.
03:18
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1) Hello my darling, how much is the love?
And what's it today, ring or star from the sky?
Let's leave behind all our former lovers
I've got all the money; who needs what you can't buy?
We'll hire a muse tonight from a gold-toothed poet
We'll celebrate it with bottle of wine;
The wine—that is not the blood of the Lord—
The other kind, that turns us on just fine
ch) And if we ever run short of the light
Then we can get a hundred thousand bulbs
Then we can build a stairway to heaven
And take the angels' halos off their skulls
2) The taboo is no more on the apple of Eden
And on distant shores and on kettles of hell
The smoke of tabacco bothers no one out there
Mayhaps it's just where we shall peacefully dwell
ch) And if we ever run short of the light
Then we can get a hundred thousand bulbs
Then we can build a stairway to heaven
And take the angels' halos off their skulls
3) I pondered a while on this, I thought it over
Looked into myself, came to a conclusion
My darling is bitch and that is all there is to you
No, I did not love you, it was delusion
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He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden laws of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
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