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Golden Fight
04:05
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Did I or did I not
Inherit the tongue of my loved ones
Did I or did I not
Learn to be kind practice it beyond the common sense
Did I or did I not
Bear you with the terror to feed you with my own flesh
Could not separate you
From my father or from my god
They said this feeling of yours it’s a left over from the other one
It is just the other one
I ll grow my legs up to the blue sky
Open it only for the moodiest cloud
Because you have clouded my days and I summed up my sorrows
I want to pay the price but I don’t have the money
I have the blood
I ll grow my legs up to the blue sky
Come along now to the golden fight
Because you have clouded my days and I summed up my sorrows
I want to pay the price but I don’t have the money
I have the blood
Could not separate you
From my father or from my god
They said this feeling of yours it’s a left over from the other one
It is just the other one
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I think I ‘ve bit the devil’s heart
The question arouse if it was nice
Then I tried to stop the devils hands
But he slid his fingers where he shouldn’t have
Then he asked me where I have been
I was close, so near yet in between
The parts you bit out
I ll refill them with concrete
So I ll stick to the strong and the stern
Just the way they want me
Just the way they it s not good, how could it be good for
me
Didn’t I ask you to come to my rescue
You showed me things I could have but I wont
Was I the low point of your love life?
Did you feed the children?
Will you water the flowers?
Did you take the bin out
Shall we mend my slowly beating heart?
The face of mine is raw and kind
It might, it might once come on time
I think I ‘ve bit the devil’s heart
The question arouse if it was nice
Then I tried to stop the devils hands
But he slid his fingers where he shouldn’t have
Then he asked me where I have been
I was close, so near yet in between
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3. |
Rock and Roll
04:29
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The river sees me as I am
The river tastes me as I am
IT swallows me whole
It does not care about rock n roll
You will find me at the riverbank
You will find me water in my hand
After all I must say
The devil is he is within us all
Now when love is stranger
Even my strongest thought can’t go on and on
Now when I have learnt to be patient
As I was told, as I was taught
The bone is to hold
Have I ever seem to you as fit for the fight
Have I ever been to you so kind then unkind?
Where the skin is too thin it cannot keep the blood inside
Where the skin is too thin it cannot keep the evil away
From running through me like spear
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4. |
Long Horse Face
02:46
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Those claws and bones
Will not come with tune
And unlike you I’ ll have my ways, have my days
Though the grace of my long horse face
When will the body drop if not now, if not now?
‘It was him who believed in God enough to sell his own soul to the
devil’
And once again he was on his hands and knees, being poisoned
from bone to bone
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Bonjour Tristesse
04:30
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Was I your lowly-slowly sinking sorrow?
Was I then such a horrid weight
That you had to let loose
To descend into the deep?
Did you really think that they meet in their prime?
But I could fake that shine
Darling I had faked that shine
Before
It all went out through the door
The door that my own father opened
You talked of slowness as if it was yours!
Will run through
Before you know
If the double sleep
chew me up
Spit me out
But this one time I wouldn’t mind
Bonjour Trisstesse! you ‘ve always been,
Bonjour Tristesse you ‘ve always been so peculiar
Did you know that we ever longed for
Can be hid a pill
Nowadays it can be hid in a pill
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6. |
Edith
02:49
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Who am I
To wake every morning and stay awake for the rest of the day?
Then sleep at night
When most of my thoughts occupy my mind
Edith bring the knife
Let’s stab them in the eye
Now tell them, tell them this is our house
Because it is hell
Hell is coming home
What bright light
Did you talk about?
When you said this is the last one, this is the last time
When I will grind my teeth and tighten my mouth
Edith bring the knife
Let’s stab them in the eye
Now tell them, tell them this is our house
Because it is hell
Hell is coming home
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7. |
Architect
03:15
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If my father was the architect no amount of pain could take me
If my father was the architect no amount of hell could burn me
God must have seen me, seen me coming
I saw him running.
I heart them laughing
Tooth to tongue, tongue and noise
If my father was the architect no amount of pain could take me
If my father was the architect no amount of hell could burn me
My heart is too slow, on its own
My heart is nothing if not a drum machine
This little, tiny talent suspended me from above
Swing me now, will you?
A ribbon a string and some wires
Will keep our frontier and borders
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8. |
Precision and Pride
04:11
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