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Welcome Home
03:06
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I can hear you creeping 'cross the floor boards
Coming home tonight, home tonight
I can hear you slamming doors upstairs
Coming home tonight, home tonight
I can hear you mumbling to yourself
You're coming home home home
And I can feel the pressure rise
And I can feel the hairs raise on my skin
The kiss hello with the reek of death
You've got lucifer on your breath
And I can force a smile this time
If you can just play nice this time
I really hate you when you act like this
You're coming home to night, home tonight
You make me wish that love did not exist
Coming home tonight, home tonight
I can hear you curse my name
You're coming home home home
And I ride it out in the dark
And I can wish myself a sunny day
And so the next thing you know all the world's raining on your head
And the fists raining down on your face paint your cheeks blood red
And the things that you did so wrong make you libel to pay pay pay
And the things that said were wrong, you had to have your say say say
I can feel your breath down my neck
You're coming home.
Let me go let me go let me go let me go
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Entwined...forever mine, forever mine
Entwined...forever mine, forever mine
I don't know where the boundary lies
I don't know where the boundary lies
What they do to you, they do to me
What they do to you, they do to me
When you're hurting inside, when you're dying inside
When you're dying inside, when you're hurting inside
I feel. I feel. I feel. I feel.
Spooky action
Spooky action
Spooky action
Entwined though we're apart, though we're apart
Entwined forever mine, forever mine
I don't know where the cell wall divides
I don't know where the cell wall divides
What they do to you, they do to me too
What they do to you, they do to me too
When you're twisting and you're turning on the rack
When the world is on your back, when the world is on your back
I bear the burden, I bear the burden, I bear the burden, I bear the burden
I feel. I feel. I feel. I feel you.
Spooky action
Spooky action
Spooky action
Entwined, forever mine
Entwined, forever mine
I don't know where the boundary lies
I don't know where the boundary lies
Whatever changes you, it changes me too
Whatever changes you, it changes me too
When you're feeling you cagfrttn't take it anymore
When the devil's at your door, when the mobs come with their torches
I feel the lash to the stake, I feel the flames lick my face
I feel. I feel. I feel. I feel you.
Spooky action. Even at a distance.
Spooky action. Even at a distance.
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3. |
A Drop in the Ocean
02:29
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Once I praised the rain that fell upon the soil
Once I dreaded not to feel the wind upon my face
But a drop in the ocean, a drop in the ocean
Is all that it takes
To set my heart into a head dive.
Once I knew that it was safe to drink the water
Once I had no fears of air contamination
But a drop in the ocean, a drop in the ocean
Is all that it takes
To leave me seeking isolation.
A drop in the ocean, strange metaphors
Oily birds and turtles washing up upon our shores
Dead zones and catalysts for foreign wars
A drop in the ocean...
We are the parasites, we leach the very life
We are the parasites, we birth tragedy between our thighs
And still we dance...and still we dance...and still we dance dance dance dance
We are the parasites, the earth shudders under stress
We are the parasites, we leave in our wake a trail of death
And still we dance...and still we dance...and still we dance dance dance dance
We are the parasites, we are the locusts
We are the parasites, we strip the soil down to dust
And still we dance...and still we dance...and still we dance dance dance dance
We are the parasites, we suck the core to crust
We are the parasites, living our lives of decadance
And still we dance...and still we dance...and still we dance dance dance dance
Oh, decadance...
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4. |
Into a new Ice Age
04:18
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Shake!
Ice age oh oh
Glaciers advancing go slow
Reversing tides and receding coastlines
Vegetation in the maul of frostbite
Shake shake
Ice age oh oh
Turning away – go slow
Losing binds and rescinding ties
Deny me the warmth I require to survive
You go cold
And silent
You go cold
Silent
My ship frozen on the harbor
On an ice-locked bay
I have to get to you, I've got to break through
Time stands still
Wrap your white mantel across your peaks of gray
Shudder and shiver and shake shake quake quake shake
Losing binds and rescinding ties
Deny me the warmth I require to survive
You go cold
And silent
You go cold
Silent
Jotunheim ho!
Jotunheim ho!
Jotunheim...
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Prism
04:20
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Big brother's watching you...
Big brother's listening in on you...
What do you have to be afraid of
If you're not doing something wrong?
Why would you mind if we just listen
If you're not doing something wrong?
Big brother's watching you...
Big brother's got his eye on you...
Why would you assume you get the luxury
Of speaking to just those you choose?
We read your timeline and got interested
In things you think and buy and do...
You liked a page on civil rights you bought a book about Iraq you hung out with a guy who once was a Black Panther...
Illegal-download Mp3s: the industry can have you on your knees
And you once wrote a blog on Bradley Manning
You held a sign at Occupy, you supported animal rights, you signed a petition against Keystone Pipeline
It's no surprise we're watching you, just think of all that you could do if you just were not afraid to use your power.
We'll put the fear in you, we'll put the fear in you, we're watching all you do, we'll put the fear in you...
We'll stifle dissent speech before you get the chance to speak, and we'd think twice before you share that article...
We'll put the fear in you, by watching all you do, we'll put the fear in you and don't ask questions
Go call your senator, he funds the NSA, and you can have your say and we'll keep watching you...
Big brother is watching over you.
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Kick!
01:51
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7. |
Caged Birds
02:58
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These are self-inflicted wounds
And all the humming in my ears
I translate to the din of birds flapping their wings against their cage in despair
Despair
I need escape to the wild
To maintain my humanity
To get the nourishment I need
Hear free birds singing sweetly, oh but so sweetly
So sweetly
Caged birds
Fly free in dreams
Tugging on my feathers ‘cos there’s nothing else to do
Mutilating and demonstrating that there’s nothing else to do
These are self-inflicted wounds, I'm pecking pecking at the point
But it's moot
They got their fancy distractions
Their wicked motivations
Coax you into comfy cages, dull your nerves and calm your rages
It's all illusions
I want to fly…..
Over the smog-capped valley, the traffic-clogged city, oh carry me, carry me!
I want to fly….
Over the snow-capped mountains, over polluted rivers, carry me, oh carry me!
These are self-inflicted wounds
And all the humming in my ears
I translate to the din of birds flapping their wings against their cage in despair
Despair
We build our nests of barbed wire
We let no one inside
We construct nests ringed in fire, singed our feathers, but we’re safe within
Within this construct we hide
I want to fly….
Over the snow-capped mountains, over polluted rivers, wind carry me, carry me!
We build our nests of barbed wire, we let no one in
We construct nests ringed in fire, singed our feathers, but we’re safe within
Caged birds
Fly free in dreams
Caged birds…living in the city
Living in the city.
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Red Skies
02:48
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My sorrow is an anchor
We are tossed on violent seas
I long to drudge up the weight of it
So we may sail on free
I would like to sail to islands
Islands I have never been to
Where the souls are bright and joyful
Shine against a frozen landscape
But we linger in the same place
In this Bermuda triangle
We are sailing ‘round in circles
Playing out the same routines
And I’m getting sick and tired
Of being
You can take the razor, sink red streams into the water
You can end it if you want to
Or you can pull the anchor up
You can pull upon the anchor,
You can choose to heed the warning
There’s a red trail in the morning,
Better head for distant shores
Cos there’s nothing here to hold you anymore.
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9. |
Feel Free
02:40
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Feel Free
Because I saw beyond the curtain
Because I saw right through the lies
Because duplicity was certain
And I told the masses why
Because you do not serve the masses
Because you only serve the rich
Because you sit upon your asses
And grow fat while we grow thin
Feel free!
We will feel free to speak our minds,
Knowing that we've got a direct line
Cos when big brother's listening in
It is so nice to have an in
Feel free!
You can feel free to speak your mind
Knowing that you've got a direct line
Hey, this easier than painting on a sign
Calling out the cancer they're telling you is benign
Because religion dumbs the masses
Because you close the door on reason
Because you spit upon the poor
And turn your heads from what displeases.
And don't you look out at the world
Because you never know what you'll see
Because seen from the outside your cages
It's hard to avoid misery
Because you were told you were on top of the world
While you slid down to the bottom
They fed you lies about an outer enemy
When all along the core was rotten.
Feel free, so you can feel free, so you can feel free, because you are free!
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10. |
Into a new Dub Age
04:10
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Christ vs. Warhol Los Angeles, California
Formed in Los Angeles in 2008, Christ vs. Warhol was born out of personal unrest and political disillusionment. Emerging
from the DIY underground, the band forged its identity through a collision of post-punk edge, gothic atmosphere, and political resistance.
Over more than a decade, CvsW has remained committed to making music that doesn’t just reflect the times, but fights back against them.
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