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We had a mod-fuck jubilee
To celebrate our broken hearts
We carved tombs from the rocks and stones
And transformed them into art
We gave the plot a twist
Blew the past a kiss
Turned it upside down
To quench fiending lips
Freak sons and forgotten ones
Who disappeared before the Flood
Tell-tale signs of our thoughts and minds
Have been encoded into blood
We spun the wheels of the Armageddon
Just to see what it would bring
With blood and rain it will spin again
Let the voice of judgment sing: Mach Schau!
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It was All Saints Day Wind and rain hit my face Ripped apart from lack of grace Now so torn
You never said All of this would end so strange Walk to a church across the bridge Find my shame
Never been the type to confess It all seemed to waste away When your double-tongued mouth opens wide Everybody knows you can't hide forever
November fades Never could put this mind to rest Step in the cold and on the mess Feeling scorned
I found myself Hinting with nothing to give or show Never gave a care until now Now it's late
Never been the type to confess It all seemed to waste away When your double-tongued mouth opened wide Everybody knows you can't hide forever
Pariah prophet faltering way too much Crazed crusades got me in a cruxLike a mute without a voice With a bottle in my hand, make some noise
It was All Saints Day...
Crowning of a Heart
Crowning of a heart, textures and shadesA bitter London night on the motorwayYou looked so divine, back in the seatWicked desires ablaze in me
Back inside the house, into the roomWatching as the lights slowly fade from viewCouldn't even talk, what could you say?Every thought just racing away
Crowning of a heart, textures and shadesCrescents in her eyes as we gaze away
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Crowning of a heart, textures and shades
A bitter London night on the motorway
You looked so divine, back in the seat
Wicked desires ablaze in me
Back inside the house, into the room
Watching as the lights slowly fade from view
Couldn't even talk, what could you say?
Every thought just racing away
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Counting off the days
How could I be so afraid?
Feeling nearer my gloom
So much nearer without you
I've been on the run
From the dirt you talk about everyone
So much nearer my gloom
That much nearer without you
And it's so hard to starve
Yes it's so hard to starve
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Eyes obscured, by those bangs
Sun is shielded, by your shades
Kick it on the corner
Leather coat and safety pins
You got some ? news
And you smoke your ? cools
And it's 1977
You were rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go
In this burned out, shell of a place
Eveyone, everybody, hustles around
They were looking for that faraway/fiery court
To make this troubled sound
You were rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go
You said they'd hate you first
But now they're coming 'round
You said you were a curse
But now your look has changed
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