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Grave Desecration
03:52
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GRAVE DESECRATION
Trust not the proffered oaths of men
Pledged to the inadept
My lips’ words will pass through yours
Confidence lo by corpses kept
And mourn we not as you fall
As you’ve lived for far too long
We shall pull you out from beneath the ground
And remind you of all your wrongs
We shall pull you out from beneath the ground
And remind you of all your wrongs
You were wrong to have trusted them
You were wrong to have ignored the call
You were wrong to have faith in men
I was wrong to have beget them all
Pages leafed in gold
With deception therein writ
As you read the gilded tomes
Your throat’s already slit
Our waking has become a thorn
Lo a dagger in the flesh
In a last gasp of breath
We’ll all acquiesce
In a last gasp of breath
We’ll all acquiesce
You were wrong to have trusted them
You were wrong to have ignored the call
You were wrong to have faith in men
I was wrong to have beget them all
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Wolf in the Fold
03:34
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WOLF IN THE FOLD
See what you’ve done
'Tis round my neck
A hard rope knit
That shall not break
upon the chair
step we aloft
And now the will
to step we off
And you shall answer
Why throw myself
Before the stones
When what your are
Is now made known
You killed us both.
Our futures, end
When you allowed
The first one in
When you allowed
The first one in
When you allowed
The first one in
When you allowed
the first one in
And you will answer
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The May Report
02:26
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THE MAY REPORT
How stop us then the dog's howling in June?
Have we the forethought and shoot him in May.
How end us then reviled shrieks of a child?
Have we the forethought, rend their tongue away.
How halt we then decries in false blood?
Have we the forethought to show no remorse.
Let them cry and let them die.
Let them drown by our force, perforce
We’ve not forgot.
How stop we disciples of reprobate men?
Facing them down, blind in the sun.
How stop us those by their orders, obeyed?
Finding thus comfort, a report of a gun
How stop us then all that’s been writ?
Failing the truth that’s from tortures, derived
Let them cry and let them die
You’ll ne’er be a martyr being barely alive.
We’ve not forgot
Let them lie and let them cry
Let them die. Hurrah Hurrah.
We’ve not forgot.
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Scry
03:24
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Scry
And with deceit, deride
And wrongly circumscribed
And as the framework, brake
And then from onus, shrake
And by lies you scry’d
Thus are lies, divined
In failing truth
So break his hands
And not by stave nor rod
And feign the weeds of god
And scriven, penned, astray
And burn the lines away
And by lies you scry’d
Thus are lies, divined
In failing truth
So break his hands
And deaf'd, the welkin’s ear
And incant and disappear
And with a silenced thrum
And yea at last, succumb
And by lies you scry’d
Thus are lies, divined
In failing truth
So break his hands
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The Hollow Men
03:43
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6. |
The Just
02:51
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7. |
Agony
02:16
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