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P A T H
03:14
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These tracks have already been run
War - the road home.
Born under the gun.
The moon and stars lay it before us.
Upon the road less traveled.
Nothing new under the sun.
Blood coins and silver prices,
You said we could take it wall,
You promised us.
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C R O S S E S
02:24
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The paths I walk are my own
I sold my will to the wind
pushed against the tow
Sent my reason to the flames.
The heavens
Split open
Our skys fill with rain
Our doubts
and fears
They all wash away.
I’m not your cross to bare.
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R E S T
02:59
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The fallen
Walk ten paces in tow
With their hands stretched out as the call.
A choir to death ears.
Caught with no hope, where dead men walk,
The kings of this town, will cut you down with their blade.
Rest in peace. Rest with peace.
The beaten ground shows us the hangman’s path.
Listen, the silence is everywhere, close your eyes and y’all hear it.
Darkness is everywhere, hold your heart to the light.
The storm surrounds it all and blocks out the sun.
The water spils, feading the earth as he hangs himself with the gallows.
Repent.
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M A K E R
02:59
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Will I fight
Will I fall
Will I call out
Will I be heard
Will I hang for my fears
Will I beg for my soul
Will it hurt, will I suffer.
Meet your maker
Will you be there with me,
Walking hand in hand across the dead sea.
As the tide pulls the storm. Our storm.
Will I fight
Will I fall
Will I call out
Will I be heard
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O V E R T H R O W N
03:26
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Dethrone the king
Take his fuckin head
Hang it high for all to see
I’ll take my pound of flesh
Take what I’m owed
Will I be the fortunate one
Will I get out of here alive
Holster your weapons
Stand tall against us all.
Relive your betrayals
Walk with the free
For now I am the wind that moves it all
We are the stone you walk upon
Board up the well
The waters run dry
End of days
Walk into the fade
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6. |
H U N T
02:56
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Your eyes glow with the hunt.
War, in the eyes of many you’re wonderful.
Follow blind, your king till their glad to see the back of us.
War, your war.
As the night draws in, We will leave this land,
With the ghosts and winds that will scour the earth.
Mark your door with a chalk cross.
Their call, dry and hollow.
Tearing through the nights air.
The women drawn to tears.
Faces full of sorrow.
The chant from the crowd, no mercy, no retreat.
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7. |
C O W B O Y
01:01
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8. |
B O R N
07:04
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I was born with the devil inside me,
and hes been with me ever since.
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