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Doombringer
02:32
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People gunned down in the streets,
Streams of blood around our feet,
You really think that's gonna make us admit defeat?
I'm not sure you really know what I know
This world will die before I'm dead
I'm in it for the long haul
I wanna see it all
When the sky rains bodies and buildings fall
Do you seriously think that's too much for me?
The joke's on you; I'm seeing it through!
I AM THE PUPPET MASTER
I AM THE DOOMBRINGER
Hordes of people led astray
Hearts and minds left to decay
Waiting for the peace and love to go away
I don't think you've met someone like me before
You never will anymore
It's a feeling so sublime
When you're in the end of times
Just when you thought everything would be fine
So baby tell me what you gonna do
Before I bring the end to you?!
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Little Lost Land
02:24
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We live in a little lost land
In houses surrounded by trees
At every turn there's a helping hand
A jolly ol' band of merry monkies
We get everything we want, well, some of us do
All the rest of us have is to want it to
Other than that life's pretty bland
A life of peace lets other problems brew
It's a decent life
But nothing feels right
Like you don't belong
And when all the songs
Sing of alienation
And the degradation
Of our mental states
Maybe it's too late
We lived in this place so long
A piece of green surrounded by sea
A place where nothing can go wrong
Even if I think it'd better for me
So is it any wonder why I get the feeling that any conversation I share with someone else is an unwanted task of the other party done purely out of courtesy?
So I'm writing songs
Just to get along
With my fellow man
At least that's the plan
'Cause who needs artistic enlightenment
When no one's gonna find entertainment
In what I make?
(play a solo, will ya?)
We live in a dirty shithole
At least it feels that way sometimes
Forced to worship anybody who's old
At least if you wish to earn a dime
But these same fucks can't work computers
Or think beyond what daddy told
Or maybe they're hardened depressives
The selves that we're waiting for
They know it well
They live in Hell
At our age
They wanted change
We're all the same
Just a bunch of merry monkeys on a little lost land in houses surrounded by trees
WE'RE JUST WAITING FOR OUR GLIMMERS OF HOPE TO FADE AWAY :-(
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3. |
I Can't Love
02:41
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Unwanted husk in every waking moment
Dormant love never put into motion
Well I would if I could find the means
I'd like to think this empty heart ain't what it seems
Never known the meaning of affection
A lonely man struck by a serious affliction
Having to resort to desperate deeds
I begged her please call me in your time of need
But she said
Boy, you've got a rotten soul!
I know, I said, it's taking its toll
But girl you know
That I can change
Such a thing can be arranged
No. She had enough,
Wishful thinking of the highest order
Fall in love before I even get to know her
Tremors creeping to my hands
The gall of that boy to think he has a chance
Another woman wants to peer into my heart
She said boy you look just like a new start
It's something that I've always wanted
This lonely girl needs her some lovin'
But I said
You're perfect in every way
I'd love to start, but not today
If history
Repeats itself
My black soul will send us to Hell
Again. I can't love.
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