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Stately Death March
01:49
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2. |
Pale Horse
03:42
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When was the last time that you opened up
your eyes and looked around you?
When was the last time that you opened up
your eyes to really see?
And are you sitting like a fucking zombie
While the world burns down around you?
And are you sleeping like a little lamb
While the wolves slowly surround you?
To pull you down.
The fires of the elite are burning everything
and they’re consuming all our dreams
and we’re still fast asleep
and the rhythm of the spin
is for the newborn kings
but you ain't gonna see that on a tv screen
and the biggest fucking loser’s really you and me
Cause when they fed us all a line
we swallowed everything
They’re telling us that money doesn't grow on trees
You know what really does
Is almost everything you need.
What will your money buy you,
When the pale horse comes?
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You're always trying to sell me another set of enemies,
But, I never bought the last ones you were selling.
Now you're trying to tell us that we have to go and fight for peace,
But all we brought was war.
Now you're trying to sell me this idea that we went to liberate,
But I don't always buy your stated motives.
Now you're trying to tell me that we went to spread democracy.
But all we brought was war.
So what are we really fighting for?
You say that we must fight to protect our way of life,
Seems we only fight to protect your profits.
Seems to me that you’re the ones that we need to protect ourselves from,
With all your your endless wars...
What are we really fighting for?
You say they hate us for our freedom,
I think they only want their own.
So what are we really fighting for?
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4. |
Inimicus
02:29
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Dehumanize the other side, to show what animals they are.
Tell us they hate our way of life, to show what animals they are
Lead us to the gates of war, and show what murderers they are
Kill every man, woman, and child to show what monsters they are
And label them the enemy....
Play upon our fears, to show what animals we are.
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5. |
Hello, My Name Is War
06:05
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Gunfire reflections, are mirrored in my eyes,
I’m twenty kilotons and I’m falling from the sky.
I’m the arid vision of a bloody desert waste,
Suffering and destruction are the facets of my face.
I’m the amputator, I destroy hopes and dreams,
I pay the butchers bill in blood and death and screams.
Destruction’s my art form, I make nations rise and fall.
I’m equal opportunity baby, I’m at enmity with all.
I’ve never once shown mercy, I’ve never claimed that I was pure,
I’ve got bullet breath and gunsmoke eyes.
and my name is...
I am the lack of understanding, I am the box around your mind.
I am civil and I am self righteous, I am religious zealotry.
I am pillaging, burning raping death,
and baby I’m power hungry greed.
I’ve got no time for love, because compassion is such a bore,
I’ve got bullet breath and gunsmoke eyes,
and my name is War
My fingers are explosives, and my hand it holds the sword,
I’ve got bullet breath and gunsmoke eyes
and my name is War.
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6. |
No Coming Home
04:08
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I was walking in the sunshine,
and you were laying land mines beneath my feet.
Now I’m standing on the hard times,
Stuck between a faultline and a timesheet.
I remember standing on the bus line,
Headed for the front lines and my defeat.
And now I’m in a steady decline,
I’m just another war crime, that’s incomplete.
I’ve been all that I can be
And there’s no coming home for me
Now I’m riding in your backseat,
feeling like I’m off beat, and out of place.
I think it’s time to sound the retreat,
The people here on main street are out in space.
I’ve been all that I can be
And there’s no coming home for me.
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7. |
Need
03:01
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The things we think we want,
Aren't always the things we really need.
These shiny things we flaunt,
Don’t really do a damn thing,
to help us open up our eyes and truly see.
That it’s not about you, or me
It’s about the future, it’s about the children,
Who have not yet come to be.
So close your eyes and look inside,
Take a breath and a moment, and try to define,
What it is you truly need in life.
And in the process you might find out what you really are.
There must come a time
For us to think about who we chose to lead.
Will we change our minds,
Or will we just keep letting old men
Kill the young to feed their greed?
Will we fight their wars,
Or will we stand against their tyranny?
Will we change our course,
Or will we just keep letting selfishness
Subvert the dream of peace?
So close your eyes and look inside,
Take a breath and a moment, and try to define,
What it is you truly need in life.
And in the process you might find out what you really are.
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8. |
Fear My Wrath
05:17
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Blessed be the Lord my strength which teacheth my hands to war... (Psalm 144:1)
From the moment you are born, you are worthy of my scorn,
worthy of eternal pain and fire.
But I can set you free, if you just believe in me,
Just believe and fear my wrath and...
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Because you don’t deserve me
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Just like I’ve done so many times
Bow down and worship me
Or I might destroy you
Can’t you feel my love, raining from above,
Raining down on all you filthy swine?
But I will cleanse your race, with the murder I call grace.
Wash you clean from my mistakes and then,
I will help you stand, with my mighty hands,
With my righteous judgement from on high.
But if you turn from me, for all eternity,
I will make you burn if you don’t...
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Because you don’t deserve me
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Just like I’ve done so many times
Bow down and worship me
Or I might destroy you
Just believe and fear my wrath.
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9. |
No Coming Home (Reprise)
02:20
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10. |
Now You're Gone
03:52
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You were never one to really look inside
You never found your peace
Just a place to hide
Someone's always standing in your way
Someone's always standing in your way
There could be a way
There could be a time
For you to find your place
and some peace of mind
But you're always standing in your way
But you're always standing in your way
and now you're gone...
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11. |
The Real Enemies
01:18
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Loweboy, The Last Monroe Newport News, Virginia
Joshua Monroe Lowe was born in Greenville, South Carolina, and grew up in the small town of Travelers Rest. With a natural curiousity and overwhelming thirst for answers he began to develop the consciousness of humanity's injustices and hypocrosies that informs and drives his music, as well as the strong work ethic that supports the variety of work he does. ... more
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