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Psalms
03:33
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Have you ever heard the sound of trumpets of war?
There was blood in the banks of brown and ruined lands
And the nameless sons and brothers of shattered generations
They’ll come back in pieces or they won’t come back at all
Can you hear the death bells tolling?
Can you hear the fife and drum?
Can you hear the death bells ringing in the deep?
Early in the morning of dawnless days they march
Their cavalry was spent but they got artillery
And no one realized this was the start of Tribulation
They’ll just go back to sleep in their muddy, sinking beds
There was the captain and his plan and the martyr and his faith
They all have got their own reasons; they’re fodder for the front
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Dead Man's Pockets
02:52
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Side of the road came with him
He was covered in blood-dried sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
I was checking the dead man's pockets
Checking the dead man's brains
Witchita is where the law's been calling my name
Somebody out there gone hidden
With the blood on his hands still stained
He covered his tracks and stole what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
He stole all of the dead man's change
Indiana, Indiana gonna ride that train
I started to go back yonder
On nothing but a deviled egg
Lit a match in the rain to find what was left
Inside of the dead man's pockets
Colorado, I'm going home
Under a sign, he's buried
Beneath the dirt of the byway sand
Never knew who he was or where he was from
Witchita is where the law's been calling my name
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I was there at the first sight of dawn
I heard the sirens and saw poison in the sky
It was a mixture of surprise and the warning that comes to mind
I saw a hundred acres
I saw charlatans
I saw them pointing the finger
And taking all we’ve got
Only seconds from a voiceless call
The still silence takes me back to the past
It was like the first time being caught in a sudden rain
I saw the legless dancers
I saw the ruined mansions
I can’t believe I’ve witnessed The End of All Things
Floodlights in my eyes
I can see all the damage we’d done
It doesn’t change the fact there’s no halo over me
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Galliard
03:07
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Been a long, long time since I've seen your face
Been a long, long time since I've seen you smile
Haven't been like those...creeping up as a glower
Couldn't keep from weeping over that broken ring
Like an old passage that I knew
Keeps me thinking of the writings on the walls
A dream, a flower, face so fair
Only she could understand
Been a long, long time without the glory of her star
Serenade to the soul without so much as a tear
Been a long, long time since I've seen golden seas
Couldn't keep from weeping over that broken ring
Only the ones who still believe
Are the ones who know the difference of the word
A dream, a loss a hope can bear
Only she could understand
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The Quiet Man
03:31
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It’s a lonely place when no one is home
There’s a rickety chair and a good strong rope
She heard the clamour of the wood to the floor
He left nothing to mop; now her back’s so sore
From carrying that body to the bottom floor
No she never should have left him all alone
At least he can’t try it again
The jingle and the jangle from the chains that fit
To her highness; she’s now gotta bear within
She’s all locked up in her tower; she’ll pace
She’s an old, lame mare still trying to race
It’s taken a toll that she can’t face
Well, she should’ve just left well enough alone
Somebody ought to leave her all alone
she’ll do it again and again and again and again
I’m trying to get out of the state I’m in
I wanna go to the land where the weather is good
I can’t afford a train or a Greyhound fare
I thought of hitchhiking but I hate the rain
Guess I’ve got no right to complain
Just don’t leave me here standing all alone
You should never leave a quiet man alone
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Daughter of the Woods
02:57
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I’ll tell you the tale of the Daughter of the Woods
With golden hair like honey and a voice for sweeter songs
I’d travel a great mile just to see that girl smile
I’d always know it was from me
On one Dawnless Day that Devil turned his sights
Tempted this flower with the pleasures of this Life
That girl with golden hair took a chance outside the Light
In my heart where she belongs
Yellow-hair…
In the old woods waiting for the day she’ll come again
I gave all my tears to a messenger to send
That girl with golden hair; she won’t be with me again
But she’s in my heart where she belongs
Yellow-hair…
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Underground
03:13
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Down where the shackles meet my skin
The flesh it’s tearing is paper thin
I wish I’d been luckier than those who hid their woes
And where the water greets the grass
Where I stood and watched them pass
Mistaken for another fading shade
My victims never made a sound
Even when I took them underground
You got to climb those prison walls
In your head you make them small
But when they catch you at the bottom, they’ll take you back
Back in the alleys of your mind
You tell yourself you’re doing fine
But you can’t escape the fact that you’re giving in
All the dumb people of the town
I know they never will find out
The dimensions of this room
Predict a certain kind of doom
For the unsuspecting people I’ve chosen to
Give me a chance to make me smile
Cause you know it’s been awhile
I’m so close to finding comfort with the dead…
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One of a Kind
02:26
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Goin’ to the well where the water comes from
Going’ to the farm where it was her home
Where she took my heart
Girl, won’t you come back home?
Goin’ to the yard where the dead have gone
Goin’ to the church where I prayed for them
When heaven took my father, no one ever sang him a song
I’m already one of their kind
Goin’ to the jail where my brother’s gone
He’s not coming home for a long, long time
He traded in his soul for a red, thrill ride
Don’t you go following him
I’m already one of his kind
I’m goin’ to the middle where they don’t notice me
I can get outside without feelin’ any heat
Where there is no one else there
Dog, won’t you come along?
I’m already one of their kind
I don’t wanna be one of their kind
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Wicked King
04:44
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All I see is a wicked world
We're all damned but we have no idea
We don't know what we're thinking
We just know it's forbidden
Don't ask who's there, just point the gun at me
Could hold me down, but you'll never really see
See what you've made in your little, lonely world
Can't step out my door without signing in my blood
We don't know what we're thinking
We just know it's restricted
Wicked kings don't need to see
They don't need to see to believe
Wicked kings, how they lie
How they lie to divide
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Hallelujah, I'm a Bum
04:23
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Vudu Sister Providence, Rhode Island
Vudu Sister is an American band based in Providence, Rhode Island. Gothic folk with grunge influences. Songs to Sing in the Dark.
Keith J.G McCurdy.
Diane O'Connor.
Isabel Castellvi.
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