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Heroes
02:18
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The clock strikes 3AM, an army of 8 on the edge of town, wear masks of friends to fool us, tongues are drawn like swords to spill, we're standing cold, we're shivering, the dark has stolen one of us, if we fly fast we can save his soul, steal the night as the dark wind blows
I could feel your abscence in, the calculated way the wind,did hush across the greenery,and fill the air around my frame, colliding with the cracking wood,and broken brick to swirl around, the lightning rod my body made,in making contact with the dirt below my feet
WE KNOW YOU'RE GONE PULLED LIKE A TOOTH, WE KNOW YOU'RE GONE
We walk the path that death has made, a hundred miles above the trees, looking down our mothers now, will never believe
LOOK UP WE ARE YOUR SONS, YOUR SONS
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Funerals
02:23
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Matt: death dragged my corpse across the earth, through strange years and stories told, watch from under skulls and bones, shadows fall on death's dark throne, Do not lose your way, O dear sweet dead come home, the winds dropped on a funeral, I could not make a sound, I couldn't tell the ones I loved, I knew the boy in the ground
I feel autumn coming down, turning in my sleep, drive off wolves but not these ghosts, hold my ribs and pray for spring
how I did fear that you would never see the light of day, So in my panic I did what made sense, to find your whereabouts and when you'll come back, oh pip I'm coming for you. Inside this shrine, this mosque, this temple, amongst the mass of crowds of people, out inside the woods that loomed
around my small town, I took the hand that I was offered, and was pulled with force from ground, and I find myself amongst my friends, grasping the strings, our bodies, our minds our friends
It's big, it's broad, it's broad, it's bright, it fills the sky. The strangest sight you've ever seen. The leaves, they burn to gold and red, the grass is brown, the year is dead. But hang the harvest high, oh see... The stars they turn, the candles burn...
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Shadows
01:26
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There it goes, the heart and soul, cried death, the sun is gone again, there sinks mithras the persian fire, sun and flame boys, look and blink, spirits smoked across the land, the winds ribboned death, into blood red leaves, and we rained onto the earth
I'll be good I swore to the gods, this land is no place to sin,I saw my love in the face, of a beast and grinned, I watched the priests bleed in the grass, the soldiers kicked the holy ash, built temples for idols, the romans cut the druids down, the christians cut the romans down, different names for hate and pain, the wind blew the candles out, the wind blew the candles out, the demon plucked me from the sky, I heard Pip in my head, the eastern star has long since gone, the sky swept clean by my friends and I, skin your eyes and keep them wide for crowds of devils and conjur wives
SAMHAIN FELL WITH A ROAR THAT SHOOK THE BONES OF THE HILLS AND SNUFFED THE HOLY FLAME, HE CRIED THOSE WHO DIED THIS YEAR ARE HERE AND FOR THERE SINS ARE TURNED TO BEASTS
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Cathedrals
03:15
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A crowd of sin, on the west, a scourge of nightmares, to the south, a mob of beasts, on the east embattlement, unnamed vices and illkept virtues
Help screamed the shadow in the bell, a ghost chained upside down, his legs lay dead on the Paris stone, I hear his bronze heart tolling now, rain ran cold in Pip's stone ears, and fountained out his marble mouth, so he spoke in liquid tongues, with cold rainwater words, I was dead for a hundred years, and trapped inside a beast, who knows where I'll be next year, higher up, or buried deep. Are you dead, WE ALL CRIED, no not yet, was Pip's reply... Beasts came crawling to flesh the stone as death saw fit, discarded saints, misguided prides, I feel so alone, ran bold like pigs eating defeat up satan's throne, ran bold like pigs eating defeat up satan's throne. What are those asked all my friends, those are sins was death's reply, worm of concience teeth and sin, we found innocence inside.
THE BUILDING SHOOK AND WE GRABBED HOLD, TO DEMON HORNS AND ANGEL WINGS, PIP WAS GONE WITH ROCK AND STONE, WE HIT THE GROUND BELOW
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Interlude
01:04
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Newspapers are bordered in black, blue read funerals in white, along a dark night street around the corner, their came a woman burning over her shoulders with scopes of mounded charcoals, burning from the heaps of pink burning coals, fire place sparks scatter and blew in the wind where she passed. bare feet scatter and blew in the wind, but when she passed, bare feet scatter and blew in the wind, but when she left a trail and the sparks died, She left a trail and the sparks died. Without a word, shuffling she went around a corner and she’s gone, she was gone, she was gone. she was gone, she was gone.
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Catacombs
03:08
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Death took us to, the catacombs,and each step down was a million miles, from life and beds, and candlelight, mothers voice and father's pipe, 500 dead along the wall, more lonely than you could ever feel, abandoned in the catacombs looked back at me with empty eyes.
Will we ever stop fearing nights and death, when you reach the end even death himself will die, the pumpkin gave up it's ghost, and he sank into his home, the wind seized a thousand leaves, and blew them twoards the sky,
If you stay you stay forever, the silence and the lonley ones, the candle was extinguished, the smoke curled out his wicked mouth, his nose, his ears his eyes, I will never forget that night, drifting with time but never leaving, Pip you were our best friend, your lost years burn inside my skull
WE SPLIT OPEN OUR HEARTS FOR YOU, AS THE STORY RUSTED OUR DREAMS FELL THROUGH
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