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The Wheel
00:27
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Break it, crush it, burn it
Into new dawn
Break it, crush it, burn it
No time to mourn
Break it, crush it, burn it
A new future shall be born
From the ashes of the wheel
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Simple Pleasures
02:33
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A long way
Away
From mansions and money
Bales of hay
Clothes that sway
Simple pleasures every day
I was told that I could be something more
Something better than before
I thought it meant power, wealth and fame
To strike admiration and awe with nothing but my name
I had all that and I lost it all
Into an abyss from where I heard a call
Now the land and soil has become my gold
Simple pleasures that cannot be sold
A long way
Away
From mansions and money
Bales of hay
Clothes that sway
Simple pleasures every day
A long way
Away
From mansions and money
Bales of hay
Clothes that sway
Simple pleasures every day
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Old Habits
02:27
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Old habits are hard to kill
It takes both patience and skill
Unfortunately I have neither
I am weak of will
No more violence
A promise that I broke
We all get caught someday
All that matters is by who
You saw the man I once was
That morning when you woke
You know that I am sorry
And that there’s nothing I can do
I am who I am
And man burdened by old habits
I am who I am
I cannot be chasing rabbits
I am who I am
A waste of time and flesh
I am who I am
Wanting but unable to start afresh
Old habits are hard to kill
It takes both patience and skill
Unfortunately I have neither
I am weak of will
I am who I am
And man burdened by old habits
I am who I am
I cannot be chasing rabbits
I am who I am
A waste of time and flesh
I am who I am
Wanting but unable to start afresh
I am who I am
And man burdened by old habits
I am who I am
I cannot be chasing rabbits
I am who I am
A waste of time and flesh
I am who I am
Wanting but unable to start afresh
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4. |
Home Of The Gentry
03:01
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The home of the gentry is not a home for me
A house of gilded cards just waiting to be toppled
No the home of the gentry is not a home for me
I will build my own house until a home is what I see
Money this and money that
I understand the ones who chose to squat
The land of the free is not a land for the free
You can breathe all the air you want for a fee
I refuse to be
One with all of you
Your community
Build with processed stew
Yes I refuse
To take part in your communion
You chose to abuse
Even each other in your union
What good is unity when the ties are made of hate
I cannot stand with you for the blood you drank and the flesh you ate
The home of the gentry is not a home for me
A house of gilded cards just waiting to be toppled
No the home of the gentry is not a home for me
I will build my own house until a home is what I see
A humble home of wood, sweat and tears
Something to treasure for many years
To me and my family these trees are gold
This is my pride until I die, hopefully old
What good is unity when the ties are made of hate
I cannot stand with you for the blood you drank and the flesh you ate
The home of the gentry is not a home for me
A house of gilded cards just waiting to be toppled
No the home of the gentry is not a home for me
I will build my own house until a home is what I see
The home of the gentry is not a home for me
A house of gilded cards just waiting to be toppled
No the home of the gentry is not a home for me
I will build my own house until a home is what I see
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Gainful Employment
03:07
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Thief, beggar, banker, lie
Thief, beggar, banker, die
You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash
Gainful employment but with blood on the cash
Scum of society, a leech in a suit
Rotten to the core with a heart made of stone
The gold in your chest is covered in blood
Sweet cries of desperation, the soundtrack to your pleasure
Thief, beggar, banker, lie
Thief, beggar, banker, die
You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash
Gainful employment but with blood on the cash
From nine to five you abuse rich and poor
Everyone deposits into your pocket involuntarily
Steady payments, the green river flows
But the dirt at the bottom is red
Thief, beggar, banker, lie
Thief, beggar, banker, die
You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash
Gainful employment but with blood on the cash
Thief, beggar, banker, lie
Thief, beggar, banker, die
Thief, beggar, banker, lie
Thief, beggar, banker, die
You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash
Gainful employment but with blood on the cash
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An Honest Days Labor
03:17
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I live for violence
If it was legal to kill it would be on my license
Blood money can pay bills as well as any other gold
With me in town no one are sure to grow old
Stone cold natural born killer
No one could have foreseen this for the son of a miller
And yet here I am to take away your life
I draw with bloodlines, I kill both husband and wife
I live for violence
If it was legal to kill it would be on my license
Blood money can pay bills as well as any other gold
With me in town no one are sure to grow old
After an honest days labor
I return home with nothing on my consciousness
I’m not an evil man, no, I’ve merely have found my call
I do what I do best and we all know that in the end
No one are innocent
No in the end, no one are innocent
I live for violence
If it was legal to kill it would be on my license
Blood money can pay bills as well as any other gold
With me in town no one are sure to grow old
I live for violence
If it was legal to kill it would be on my license
Blood money can pay bills as well as any other gold
With me in town no one are sure to grow old
I live for violence
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7. |
The Toolbox
04:16
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I can dig through metals and rocks
With the tools from my toolbox
In the toolbox
Tools of corruption
In the toolbox
Weapons of mass destruction
In the toolbox
Your corpse
The tools of my trade
Into earth you will be laid
Look what I have made
It’s a waste of time to be afraid
I’ll tear through any brigade
My tools are my blade
No one can come to your aid
No one can stop my crusade
Like a grenade
A tactical raid
I break down your barricade
Any hope of survival I disintegrate
With my tools I sing a serenade
As lives go into retrograde
This escapade
Annihilate your masquerade
Your blood on my tools like marinade
I drink it like lemonade
For years I have surveyed
Humanity in downgrade
I will throw my shade
Until everything has decayed
Never again shall the train be delayed
My message will be clearly conveyed
Memories will fade
Of landscapes green like jade
The last song has been played
The price for peace has been paid
The options for a long time against each other I weighed
And I ended up a renegade
At home you should have stayed
At the state of the world you should have been dismayed
In the toolbox
Tools of corruption
In the toolbox
Weapons of mass destruction
In the toolbox
Your corpse
I have dug through metals and rocks
With the tools from my toolbox
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New Jerusalem
02:10
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I saw the holy city
The new Jerusalem
Coming down out of heaven from God
Prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband
Four walls
A house
A home
A chamber for a heart
A familiar voice calls
My spouse
Inside my dome
For this we worked long and hard
I saw the holy city
The new Jerusalem
Coming down out of heaven from God
Prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband
To build
To build and become
Owner
Worthy of a dignified life
The guilt
Occasionally strikes me numb
But I no longer live as a moaner
I have my life, my son and my wife
I saw the holy city
The new Jerusalem
Coming down out of heaven from God
Prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband
I saw the holy city
The new Jerusalem
Coming down out of heaven from God
Prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband
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Gold from a chest cursed by greed
That is what I’d always think that I need
Blood has been spilled and must be given back
Until then I will sail under banners black
A drop of blood and a shot in the heart
It took a while but I have finally played my part
Your life now has come to a long awaited end
A quick favor for an old friend
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Trying Again
01:56
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I’d like for us to try again
Maybe rekindle the lost we’d worked so hard to gain
Estranged are we now, like water and fire
What once was I threw at a pyre
I didn’t mean to, I promise you that
Please forgive me, please let’s have a chat
I know and acknowledge that I am one of many stupid men
But this is me trying again
I was never a good man
Nor a good father
But like always I do what I can
It’s not a lot and it is a bother
But give me just another shot
I promise that I will be a better friend
Let’s go fishing, I know a good spot
Please, let’s try again
Again
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A New Future Imagined
04:14
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Moving pictures before my eyes
Blinking lights from the skies
The sound of the lake, so calm under the afternoon sun
I breathe the air of my only one
At last I can imagine a new future
The old world is dying behind me
A new breed will awake from the sunlight
It shines so bright, I cannot see
But I don’t need to
Paradise is here in my imagination
A new future imagined
This, a wonderful sensation
Unfinished business finished at last
A die has landed after it years ago was cast
A venomous rat buried in the snow
A river of stinking blood begins to flow
Endless summer in Mexico
We sit upon a hill were we will one day be buried
Watching the sunset
This is is the first day of the rest of our lives
The first of way too few, no eternity could ever be enough
At last I can imagine a new future
The old world is dying behind me
A new breed will awake from the sunlight
It shines so bright, I cannot see
But I don’t need to
Paradise is here in my imagination
A new future imagined
This, a wonderful sensation
At last I can imagine a new future
The old world is dying behind me
A new breed will awake from the sunlight
It shines so bright, I cannot see
But I don’t need to
Paradise is here in my imagination
A new future imagined
This, a powerful sensation
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