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AT THE END
04:16
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Candles near an unlit chandelier
Oh darling, won’t you come back
Take me by the hand and say that
You’ll stay here forever
We’ll be here together
Since you left I stopped
And lost my mind completely
I cannot stay here alone without you
Signed away my blood with his pen
Flames await me at the end
There is a price to pay for what we want the most
Sign away
Sign away
Sign away
Sign away
My sullen eyes are burning red
From all this fever in my head
I will call upon the devil
To bring you back to me
It’s all below you now
It’s all below you now
I have found the perfect sin
I’ve found the perfect sin
Take my blood, take every quart
Use my bones to build your home
Take my blood, take every quart
Use my bones to build your home
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2. |
ON THE RUN
05:46
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We parade beneath the giants
Treading with great care
Stepping lightly in their shadows
Where we’re going, we’re nowhere near
Directions scribbled on a napkin
Drawn beside words of great despair
I fought so hard to get to you
Found our home empty
This note on the door
Darling I have had to leave for
This place is no longer safe
I hope someday I find you
I will head towards the lake
Every inch of my being will fight
To hold you again at last
And we will start a whole new life
We’ll bury these bodies in our past
It’s been a long, long time now
Since I read those precious words
I’ve spent all my time fighting
With these dead, infected herds
I can’t tell what time it is
The clocks stopped long ago
Darkened silence surrounds us now
On the run, I will lay low
I hear them just beyond these walls
Every effort weaker than the last
I close my eyes and count to ten
Lost now where present meets past
Sallow skin upon a disfigured stance
Bereft of life, loved ones dropped one by one
Well the end isn’t near my dear
No, no, the end is here
Been a long, long time now
Since I’ve read those precious words
Spent all my time fighting
With these dead, infected herds
I hear them just beyond these walls
Every effort weaker than the last
I close my eyes and count to ten
Lost now where present meets past
I’ll fight them off ‘til there’s nothing left
The end is here they’re moving on
The end is here we’re dead and gone
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3. |
LOCKED AND CROOKED
03:01
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Leave me locked and crooked
Beneath your fine jade stones
Leave me broke and hidden
Beneath these fine glass stairs
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4. |
IT DOESN'T MATTER
03:02
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Everything you are, erased
One foul monster, cut from the race
Lost to the wolves who call you dinner
The lies they feed you won’t make you thinner
Cut your losses and cut your ties
Save your hellos, keep your goodbyes
It’s grim in the pond where you swim
Once it’s all over the lights grow dim
There in the darkness everything will be clear
Beneath the broken surface the creature grows near
Avoiding its clutch is vital now
Swim while you can, while you still know how
If you escape you must still beware
There are snakes in the grass, they’re everywhere
They’ll whisper to you their deceit
They will nip at your ankles and bite at your feet
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing matters
Everything you are, erased
One foul monster, cut from the race
Lost to the wolves who call you dinner
The lies they feed you won’t make you thinner
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5. |
WOLVVES
03:28
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Headed towards a lighter dawn
(I love you more than words can say)
There has been a break in the code
(Why’d you have to go away?)
Let it wreck you, let it tear you apart
(I don’t know what I will do)
Your cells rebuild and brace
(My life without you)
For the next big fall
Call it what you may
(I don’t understand)
The man made of retrospective regret
(Why’d you let go of my hand?)
Though he taunts you, he will not win
(Of my hand)
Swallow it down now
Take it all in
It’s not hard to be happy
(I hate you more than words can say)
Lost the dead weight, call it a mistake
(I wish you’d just go away)
Standing for someone, so stand on your own
(And fucking stay away)
Standing for someone, so stand on your own
You’re not a wolf, you’re just half of a dog
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6. |
GET TO YOU
06:01
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I wait patiently
As they lower the casket into the ground
I wait patiently
At the funeral I make not a sound
I will bring you back
With a shovel I'll dig
And I'll take you home
I'll make you breathe again
Just you wait and see
Just you wait for me
I will bring you back
We'll hold hands just like we used to
And you'll never know
Never know what I did to you
Six feet's not that deep my dear
Six feet's not that far my love
Six feet's what I stand where you
Rest in pieces, blonde and blue
When I found you, you were crying
And we fell into each others arms
When I left you, you were bleeding
Through your dress on the side of the road
In my nightmares we trade places
I lie rotting and trapped underground
When I cry out, you are laughing
I will reverse what I did that night
Your skin, so cold, like last December
Your face, so pale, just how I remember
I'll be precise, the way I dismember
When I return, you'll be mine forever
When I found you, you were crying
And we fell into each others arms
When I left you, you were bleeding
Through your dress on the side of the road
In my nightmares we trade places
I lie rotting and trapped underground
When I cry out, you are laughing
I will reverse what I did that night
When I get to you, when I get to you
Your heart will beat again
When I get to you, when I get to you
Your lungs will breathe again
When I get to you, when I get to you
Your feet will walk again
When I get to you, when I get to you
You'll learn to love again
When I get to you
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