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Schizophrenic
04:44
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Hay you looking into my eyes – won’t you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won’t you understand?
I’m losing my mind
and I don’t have the time to bury myself
but I don’t see nobody else.
Every morning all I hear is doom. She asked me: “who the hell are you talking to?”
I don’t know. Have I taken too much, am I out of touch?
I can’t keep the ghosts away. No it seems they’re here to stay.
Hay you looking into my eyes – won’t you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won’t you understand?
I’m losing my mind
and I don’t have the time to bury myself
but I don’t see nobody else.
I’ve seen it all – the churches burn, the cities’ fall.
And when the serpents came they took my mind away.
She says: “Your fever’s high, have you been dreaming again?”
I said: “Lock me away. I believe I’ve seen the end.”
Hay you looking into my eyes – won’t you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won’t you understand?
I’m losing my mind
and I don’t have the time to bury myself
but I don’t see nobody else.
Hay you looking into my eyes – won’t you understand?
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Gloom & Tomb
02:45
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Living is easy, if you do it like I do.
There’s a crack in the floor boards. It’s where the moss grows through.
Ain’t interested in moving.
Though your voice is soothing – don’t cry my name out, the devil might be listening.
Grinding bones and the gnashing of teeth.
I know they’re listening.
Will the hell hounds get to me?
The suspense is killing me.
I got myself home.
Last night it was easy.
I got a black sole under each of my feet.
I see the black hole when I close my eyes.
Tell myself to breathe – and I believe my own lies.
Grinding bones and the gnashing of teeth.
I know they’re listening.
Will the hell hounds get to me?
The suspense is killing me.
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I'll dig the grave
07:05
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I’m no man worthy of your time.
I spend my days with the swine.
Though I feel I’ve committed no crime, I’ve lost faith that wasn’t mine.
Sunken eyes, swollen tongue, my mind is on the run.
What’s that thing you always said?
“Try to take it slow”? Get out of the hole”?
You know what it’s like?
Took care of my skeletons, put them in the pit.
What more is there left to do?
I’ll take a dagger to the chest if I could get some rest.
Dug this hole, but I’m still digging.
I’m going down slowly.
I’m enjoying the pace.
I was never that holy.
I might get used to the place.
I’ve got a cross on my back. It’s ruining my spine.
But other than that, I guess I’m doing fine.
If I could see it I guess I would believe.
But just sedate me.
I just want to sleep.
Don’t waste your time on me. You’ll attract more flies with honey.
Just put my head on a stake.
Keep me awake.
Sunken eyes, swollen tongue, my mind is on the run.
What’s that thing you always said?
“Try to take it slow”? Get out of the hole”?
I know what it’s like.
I buried all my skeletons and I sealed the pit.
What more is there left to do?
I’ll take a dagger to the chest if I could get some rest.
Dug this hole, I’m always digging.
I’m going down slowly.
I’m enjoying the pace.
I was never that holy.
I might get used to the place.
I’ve got a cross on my back. It’s ruining my spine.
But other than that, I guess I’m doing fine.
If I could see it I guess I would believe.
But just sedate me.
I just want to sleep.
Got blood on my hands from holding on to the noose.
And I’ve been drowning myself with liquor and the devils blues.
And I’d be better, I swear, if I could just stay sober.
But I don’t want that man.
Just bury me when this is over.
I’ve got a cross on my back. It’s ruining my spine.
But other than that, I guess I’m doing fine.
If I could see it I guess I would believe.
But just sedate me man.
I just want to sleep.
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Dread breath
04:42
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The stones heard my feet as I was walking.
You should have been listening.
I came to crush your walls beneath my heel.
I came to test your steel.
Oh no, don’t you know?
Death ain’t nothing compared to me.
Death ain’t nothing.
The kings fall to their knees. Yeah they all crawl before me when they hear my name.
I am The Void. I am the black hole that you fear.
Worship me – I’ll devour you just the same.
Death ain’t nothing.
Oh no, don’t you know?
Death ain’t nothing compared to me.
Death ain’t shit.
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Heretically happy
05:32
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Here’s my severed head on a plate.
Just how you would want it.
Cut out my heart from my chest.
Oh Lord, it’s still bleedin’.
Tie my body down if you must.
We wouldn’t want me getting up.
Honestly I believe I look much better like this.
Douse me in holy water. You know I need it.
Standing with your hands on your hips, like I should have seen it coming.
Wash your hands clean from the blood.
It was never your fault it was Judas and his kiss.
Put a sponge of vinegar up to my mouth.
Oh Lord, I hope I’ll be missed.
Douse me in holy water. You know I need it.
Stick a spear through my ribs.
Come get your wine.
I hope you ain’t been waiting too long.
No I’m not my best, but I don’t plan on getting better.
Stop wasting your prayers and wishes on me.
I know where I’m bound. I guess that remains for you to see.
All I had to give was this apathetic shrug.
So roll my body up in a rug – warmer and tighter than your last embrace.
Was I always a disgrace?
Set my body afloat on the river.
Light me up with an arrow from your quiver.
I hope you ain’t been waiting too long.
No I’m not my best, but I don’t plan on getting better.
Stop wasting your prayers and wishes on me.
I know where I’m bound. I guess that remains for you to see.
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6. |
Speed hippie
05:11
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Coming down. But I’m always going up again.
The Devil’s got an elevator. Floor 666 is reserved for his friends.
Won’t you come on down with me?
Don’t you wanna drown with me?
We’ll drift back home, good and stoned.
Ain’t got nowhere to go to.
Killing time, yeah, killing my mind too.
Eyes are pitch black like a tar pit.
Ain’t slept in weeks but I’m never awake.
Oh this skull ache is killing me.
Got to tear open my head and pour in some remedy.
Won’t you come on down with me?
Don’t you wanna drown with me?
We’ll drift back home, good and stoned.
Ain’t got nowhere to go to.
Killing time, yeah, killing my mind too.
Eyes are pitch black like a tar pit.
Ain’t slept in weeks but I’m never awake.
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7. |
Seasoning the witch
06:31
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(Narrative intro)
Walking on home, don’t know what I took.
Got one foot in the rabbit hole, I think I’m hooked.
Witches been gathering since early evening.
Come to praise the Moon and all she gives them.
I can smell the sage now, burning.
I can see the smoke rise up above.
I can see the circle spinning.
Don’t recognize the words I’m singing along.
Turn the sky black.
Swallow the sun.
Stir the cauldron.
Feed everyone.
They’re asking for blood and I fell like giving.
We’re drinking from the goblet now this is really living.
We’re dancing ‘round the fire and the spirits flow free.
And I forget about the tree that I was strung up in.
Turn the sky black.
Swallow the sun.
Stir the cauldron.
Feed everyone.
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