1. |
Frankenstein
05:49
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Met the Dr. Frankenstein,
Told me that my time is nigh.
Oh no no it’s not too late
To save you from the endless grave.
This will never end, he’s got my mind.
(Come my dear, think of what we’ll discover).
This will never end, he’s got my mind.
(Outside of time, all that’s lost is recovered).
This will never end, he’s got my mind.
(Come my dear, think of what we’ll discover).
Oh ok just one last breath
Give me that last caress.
Send sweet dreams before I go.
Oh no…
This will never end, he’s got my mind…
Took me to a shady place
Told me ‘bout a certain grace.
Tonight will never end.
Tonight will never end.
Half dead faceless mask
Here I am with one last chance.
Please Mr. Frankenstein.
Please just let me die.
This will never end, he’s got my mind…
Oh no...
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2. |
Wolves
06:09
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Wolves are in the White House,
Jesus Christ can’t save you now.
We’re in the deep end,
six feet under roaring thunder.
Meat market is a paycheck,
These two hands are bound in debt.
Blood’s for sale, blue-collar boys.
Blood’s for sale, blue-collar boys.
They take you children, line them up.
Give them guns, war games for fun.
Take you children
line them up
Give them guns
war games for fun.
All the sheep will fall in line,
Blinded minds and blinded eyes.
All the sheep will fall in line,
Every empire will die.
One hand in your wallet,
One foot on your neck you see.
Coming for us one by one,
Coming for us you and me.
Sheeple in the Wal-Mart line,
Hit me baby one more time.
Separate the sheep from men,
Wolves are on the prowl again.
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3. |
Beyond the Golden Door
04:34
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Well I saw myself from outside of my head,
Oh what a sight to see...
There's someone drivin' that thing,
Oh, but it ain't me.
Started thinkin' that I
might be overthinkin' it all.
Just sit back, relax,
enjoy the ride and try to hang on.
And when you think you've finally found
what you've been looking for,
The moment you stop looking
you'll find something more
Waiting for you there
beyond the golden door inside,
What treasures you shall find...
Divinely Mystical Transmissions
grant a glimpse outside of time.
Behind your eyelids crystal visions
softly glisten in your mind.
Started thinkin' that I
might be overthinkin' it all
Just sit back, relax,
enjoy the ride and try to hang on.
Well I lost my self somewhere inside of my head,
Oh what a place to be...
Hope someone's drivin' this thing,
Oh, 'cause it ain't me.
Got the feelin' that I didn't really need it at all.
Just breathe in, breathe out,
you're better off without it right now.
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4. |
Vision Spring
08:06
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Gracile crystalline
silver tongue maiden belle
Sings to me from the distant plane
of the elves
In her hand is the blade
of a broken king
In the other the mirror
called the vision spring
Rainbow light refracted
through time crystal shines
From her blade alone
Cryptic whisper
as her song begins to unwind
Revealing layers of dimension
as you start to find
Your gaze transfixed upon the mirror
for its light has shone
Through your mind to find the dream
where we were made of stone
Rainbow light refracted
through time crystal shines
From her blade alone
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5. |
No Bone
04:36
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Don’t call me yours,
But you can drink from my hands.
Don’t call me yours,
But you can take from my heart.
But don’t call me yours,
Don’t call me yours.
I wantcha so bad.
I wantcha so bad.
I want you so fucking bad.
You alone tonight,
I’ll take you down from the shelf.
Oooh make me purr,
All through the night.
I wantcha so bad.
I wantcha so bad.
I want you so fucking bad.
No one to know at,
Oooh the right time.
No one to hold in,
Oooh the night time.
I asked you once,
To be yours beside me.
Know you have nothing
left to excite me.
The days, the nights,
the suffering sights…
Don’t call me yours...
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6. |
Fever Dream
05:49
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I’m all alone.
You left me standing on a
breezy summer night,
Watching chasers running
through the stars so bright.
Oh where’d you go?
Come back.
Take my hand and you’ll see,
That it ain’t scary when you’re
chasing sonic dreams.
Oh where’d you go?
Fever dream,
Scarin’ me.
Fever dream,
Scarin’ me.
Starships
Shoot from fire in your eyes.
Beam me away, just you and I.
Oh where’d you go?
I see your face.
Where have you been while I was
stuck in outer space?
Say it’s been only five minutes?
Ay no way.
Oh where’d you go?
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7. |
Say Something
05:05
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Sleeping giants chasing paper
They're caught up in the lie.
What they found they have lost
Now their flowers start to die.
Did they say something now?
Now they're pushing policy beneath our nose
Unjust and unsound.
Will dark reflections of fear and hate
spin your head around?
Will you say something now?
Now could be a time for peace
A time to live a code of love.
Within reach is the olive branch
Soft down of the dove.
But we have to say something now...
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8. |
Viva los Muertos!
04:14
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He was a man of no small character,
with eyes that echoed violence
Sitting in his stitched together
quilt of stony silence.
Ah, but we have shared grilled cheese
on more than two occasions!
Think I might be a tapestry
of quiet desperation.
Quiet desperation…
Some days we think of ways
to cure the world of violence.
We hear the news and we refuse
to just stand by in silence.
Other days, we choose to chase
our fickle fascinations
As we weave ourselves a tapestry
of quiet desperation.
Quiet desperation...
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