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If you listen hard enough
You can hear the gods are laughing
A lifetime of my dreams and drive
Are all cut down for nothing
Your faith is in another man
Not trained nor tried nor tested
But, father, I've a different plan
Of power interrupted
Did you think this Empire
Would support your peaceful plan?
Our people cruel and savage
A primal side of man
They want no peace nor riches
No unified land
Their lust for blood and carnage
Will be delivered by my hand
And an Empire will Fall at my command
And an Empire will Fall because I sold it out
And an Empire will Fall by my hand
And an Empire will Fall because it's mine to deliver to a Dark Age of Despair
No hope of the Republic
You'd dreamed we'd be someday
Your cheap and fragile vision
Ripped apart and thrown away
No hero in my brother
Exiled, left for dead
His loved ones raped and murdered
A bounty on his head
No rebellious spirit
In my sister's sympathy
I know about her moves at night
And her conspiracy
And when I'm gone you'll try to fix
The damage that I've done
You'll see my twisted legacy
At every twist and turn
And corruption will rise across the land
And the skies will rain with blood upon the Earth
And an Empire will Decay from the inside
And an Empire will Fall because it's mine to deliver to a Dark Age of Despair
We'll let the gods decide
We'll let the gods decide
We'll let the gods decide
You'll do as the gods decide!
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2. |
Burn It Down
04:54
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I am no good at writing
I won't promise to call
I'm getting tired of fighting
But you'll never see me crawl
My legs are getting weary
Gonna drop out of the race
All my gifts rejected
Thrown back in my face
Nothing left for me to offer
Life has emptied out my coffers
Nothing left I should be doing
I wake each day to face my ruins
So now it's time to
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
I light a match and then I
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
And blow the ash away
Don't offer me salvation
For a minute of my time
Don't hit me for donations
'Cause I won't give you a dime
Don't ask me for a hand up
To pull you from this mess
I won't be your Cassandra while you
Keep on playing deaf
The sea has dried and left a valley
A perfect place to hold your rally
Your voices loud, your arms are waving
Yours the only lives worth saving
As for me I'll
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
I'll shut the door and then I'll
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
And then I'll walk away
You didn't watch where you were going
It's time to reap what you've been sowing
I could have helped you play the piper
You shut me out and chose this viper
Now we can only
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
If I can't sell it then I'll
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
I won't give it away
So now it's time to
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
I told you fuckers that I'd
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Down, down, down
Down!
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The Product
03:22
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You are the product
Of a culture obsessed
With products
And violence
And you were brought up
With the fear of going broke
And being chased down
By sirens
You are a product
And it is so fucked
When you're whoring your time
Out to pimp thugs
To get your small cut
You are a target
For vampire pitchmen
Whose fangs salivate
At the sight of a wallet
You are a product
It's not what we wanted
To be bought and sold by
Billionaire rich dicks
Til we're all dead
But that's how the world is
We're used til we die
And our void gets replenished
By more products
You are a Product
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4. |
O Death
06:14
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O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
Well I am death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa, death someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet til you cant walk
I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very hour, come and go with me
I'm death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim
O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
My mother came to my bed
Placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm my feet are cold
Death is a-movin upon my soul
Oh, death how you're treatin' me
You've close my eyes so I can't see
Well you're hurtin' my body
You make me cold
You run my life right outta my soul
Oh death please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hand
Oh the young, the rich or poor
Hunger like me you know
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
O, death
O, death
Wont you spare me over til another year
Wont you spare me over til another year
Wont you spare me over til another year
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The Snakes Chicago, Illinois
From the karaoke bars of Rogers Park comes a union of three great musicians with day jobs who like it fast, loud, rude, and
ending at a reasonable hour so we can work tomorrow.
The Snakes are Zach Tipton on bass, Mikki Scorpion on guitar, and Aaron Smith on drums.
We expect you all to give us ridiculous amounts of money and sexual acts to challenge our wildest imaginations. When you're ready.
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