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House Of Cards
06:41
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Corrupt, what have we let them do? They tore our world into pieces
Corrupt, was the cause of the wicked
They will be put to death for their treason in the name of mankind
Down falls the hammer
You can't but your way out of this one
You can't buy your way
You can't buy your way
You cannot buy your way!
Damned to meet the mask
The guillotine descends as we all stand behind the glass
Our tears of anguish have run dry
Let go of the life you thought you knew and let the hate run through your veins
This is the last time they let us down
Breaking the chains that once had our hands shackled and bound
At last, the heroes of the overturn will now be immortalized
Tears of anguish have run dry
Blackened skies
Open eyes
Time to rise to our feet again!
Let go of the life you thought you knew and let the hate run through your veins
This is the last time they let us down
Breaking the chains that once had our hands shackled and bound
Black flags by the will of the masses
and now will turn to ash
Ironically, what have we become? We tore our world into pieces
Unjust was the cause of the wicked
But our greed has destroyed us and crippled all of mankind
Down falls the hammer
We can't buy our way out of this one
We can't buy our way
We can't buy our way
We can't buy our way out!
Falling easily, knocking down your house of cards
Simple, it is to turn on your brother
We defile ourselves with greed
We defile ourselves with greed
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Welcome one, welcome all
To the black bazaar we go
The price of admission is the same price as your soul
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3. |
The Bazaar
06:55
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Welcome one and come all - our show has just begun!
A masquerade, comprised of the shunned of humanity
My fortune’s a faint glimpse into my horrific act
Crowds stare in awe
What a jaw-dropping display
Mental acrobatics that leads their minds astray
Welcome one and all, to the show that’s now your home
The lights go dark and all eyes are fixed on you
Watching the curtains come down, please take your seats
You’re seeing things that you can’t believe
You want to leave, but you have already become a part of the black bazaar
Mothers and fathers scream at the sight of the hollowed out eyes of their young
It’s too late, can’t change your fate
A grotesque attraction you cannot and won’t ever escape
Running for my life from the elephants
The elephants of the black bazaar
Running for my life from the circus lions
I see my death in the hungry beast’s eyes
Watching the curtains come down, please take your seats
You’re seeing things that you can’t believe
You want to leave, but you have already become a part of the black bazaar
Upon the stage, ‘till the end of days
They take your life, but that alone is not enough
Flesh rots away, we’re face to face with death, but he turns away
The sun sets, we're lifeless
Not a soul is at rest
We are condemned and possessed
There’s no beating heart in this chest
Watching the curtains come down, please take your seats
You’re seeing things that you can’t believe
You want to leave, but you have already become a permanent part of us
We are now lost, our future is bleak
They cut out your tongue and force you to speak
The lies we’ve been fed are the sins we now reap
Welcome one and come all, please take your seats
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Jupiter
09:57
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Tumbling stars fall down
Punishment from the heavens
They tear holes into the fabric of our existence
As the energies of other dimensions creep in
Oceans dry as the bones that litter our cities
Still my mind dreams of you
Spinning like the sands that have eroded our lives
Can you grant me my one last wish?
Everyone we know is dead and buried
For one thousand years I travel the stars
Searching for something
Something that I will probably never find
One million years trapped inside one soul
Infinite systems crash and spin out of control
Living in a wake of sorrow
I forever roam in this endless sea of my inner emotions
It is hard to tell, but from what I know, one day we will be whole again
Jupiter has come to swallow us
Be not be frightened, this was all foretold in our blood
But we were blinded by love (of ourselves)
Everyone we know is dead and buried
For one thousand years I travel the stars
Searching for something
Something that I will probably never find
Jupiter has come to swallow us
Be not be frightened, this was foretold in our blood
But we were blinded by love (of ourselves)
The sun expands scorching all she knows
Sterilized by the mother I was made
Temping time to remain a rock in forever drift
EVERYONE WE KNOW
EVERYONE WE KNOW
EVERYONE WE KNOW
EVERYONE THAT WE KNOW IS DEAD
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5. |
Transition Wow
00:28
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6. |
DM
11:58
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There is a tyrant within
Concealed by our skull
Constantly fixated
Duality in its distress
Here I face the voice, a voice that's not my own
Am I alone?
Are we the same?
Confined by internal judgment
Were we always the same?
The obsession in this disrupted mind on the edge of control
Has now come to reign
Inner turmoil
The absence of virtue is now claimed by despair
The tyrant confined in my mind
Lures us to live life in rewind
A voice divided from inside
Inside
(We are one)
Push me over the edge so that we can collapse into its depths
Never to engage what the world has
Never to engage the world inside this mind
Inside this mind
In the absence of virtue now claimed by despair
Gives way to this creation
Free me
Sever the voice of the tyrant
(There is a tyrant within)
Lures me deeper inside
Is this our end as I know it?
Are we the same?
Mend the separation between control and submission
Here I face this voice that's not my own
Are we the same?
Sever the voice from its source
Mute the relentless screams
Sever the voice from its source
This is the end as we've known it
Because we're the same
The presence of virtue
Unearthed by suffering
The tyrant defined by my mind
Lures to live life in rewind
Upon reflection now I know that we are one
We are one!
And now we're the same
And now we're the same
We're the same
And now we're the same.
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7. |
Not For Nothin'
00:43
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8. |
Like A Memory
03:24
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These People
03:50
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These people waiting for something that will never come
These people paying for nothing with their sweat and blood
My keeper, the man who spits lies straight to my face as they feast on their strife
The light in my eyes tells me that that must be a better place than this, but now I cannot leave
They expect me to stay just for their faith
This act of betrayal to myself is a choice that I have to make
I’ve been waiting a long time for this holding it in for years
But I must do this for myself and to let you know
That something else exist than the life you knew
Together our eyes have shown us home
We have no choice now
Focusing on the pain of the punishment
If they find us here it will be as if hell was sent
To bring us back as slaves to the offering
I’d rather die than utter the words “I repent”
I hope you can accept this life you must live
‘Till we are old running from memories that we are trying to rid
BETRAYER is the name that we now bare
If time catches us, our hearts will be one in the depths of the crypts
A millennium past the peace shattered by unholy chants
Taken our souls from the gates to be brought to the darkest of hands
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10. |
My Keeper
02:11
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