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Catacombed
05:12
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Oh well it's been nearly a year since we were last on the road,
You remember now,
You were afraid I would go, kick you right back down
Wait and they're sure to react to your lies,
Stay and they'll cure, reenacting your life.
Will you hold me after the skies will fall and we'll see the light?
Wait and they're sure to react to your lies.
Well there's been barely a tear from our parting of woes,
When you're crawling up higher and high.
Do you recall my promise, Catacomb?
Hold me after the skies will fall and we'll see the light.
Hold back the laughter. The signs alone are enough to right.
When you're on your own, remember me.
And when we start to home, think of it heavenly.
Hold me after the skies will fall and we'll see the light.
Hold back the laughter. The signs alone are enough to right.
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2. |
May I See Your Papers?
04:16
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[Instrumental]
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3. |
Dares
04:23
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While it is hardly the time for little pleasantries,
I would have you try to remember your Father's oath.
Colluding under the branches of indignity
We will sabotage the arrival of your family war
Erupting in the Far Cry
You hardly see him no more:He owns a life
But you see he's contractually obliged to leave you
Tell me son of this price you won.
Did it end a life with a smoking gun?
Hell hath gold upon your soul.
Did you dare to run? And now you're still alive.
Souls ascending: I'm still on the earth feeling…
I've talked aloud to the bearer of accountable words,
and he has no recollection of a writ being drawn.
But you've seen it, you revealed it, Oh!
Given time to mull over this catastrophe
I begin to develop hatred of the God that I swore
To be erupting in the Far Cry
You hardly see him no more: He owns a life
But you see he's contractually obliged
You're hardly the one to remind me of
How to behave in sight of Heathens
Tell me son of this price you won.
Did it end a life with a smoking gun?
Hell hath gold upon your soul.
Did you dare to run after all?
Tell me son of this price you won.
Did it end your life with a smoking gun?
Hell had gold upon your soul.
Did you dare to run? And now you're not alive.
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4. |
Fireflies
04:43
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Once recalling, my family and friends were in my sentry
Now, from falling, all that once was here is gone to memory.
I trusted you, that was before
You cast me out into the war.
You and me are nevermore.
Countermanding the tactics in this passion play so gently.
Notwithstanding the price I paid for giving all that meant me
I'm stepping to the arms of Circe, a Psiren, a Medusa, Persephone
What's the point of knowing life if all you ever feel is numb and empty?
I trusted you, that was before
You cast me out into the war.
You and me are nevermore, no
You and me are nevermore.
Never-ending, this foreign part that's mutating inside me.
The arms of Circe, my Psiren, my Medusa, Persephone.
I trusted you, that was before
You sent me out into the war.
You and me are nevermore, no
You and me are nevermore.
I'm looking in from the outside, now your past is unknown
Am I distinct from the fireflies? You're my memory's own.
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5. |
∃!
04:49
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I'll be invited to your heart, you're guessing for me.
But you were not expecting I would cut your state of mind
It won't be normal and I like it so.
And you'll see your ideals are not set in stone.
Your world is all your own
But watch your state of mind
Your world is all you've known
But what you say to mine?
Remember what you thought of me before perception broke your cloud
You hate to admit it to me, but your secret's out.
And I'll be a beggar and I love it so.
And you'll see, when I return, you've never flown.
Your world is all your own
But watch your state of mind
Your world is all you've known
But what you say to mine?
Close your eyes in time,
I see no lines that we have to follow
If I could rewrite time like poetry I'd…
One more time that I lose
Oh how I worshipped you on my soul
I'll be unique and that's all I know.
With all familiarity I hear the noises made in raw
You had such an impact on me, but it seems no more.
And I see a purple sheath is broken now.
A memory, a buzzing, a familiar sound.
Close your eyes in time,
I see no lines that we have to follow
If I could rewrite time like poetry I'd…
One more time that I lose
Oh how I worshipped you on my soul
I'll be unique and that's all I know.
Your world is all your own
But watch your state of mind
Your world is all you've known
But what you say to mine?
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6. |
Ennui
05:52
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The sound of tin on tin, it's enough to drive me
Up above the concrete line. You can hear it dying,
Corrugated ironsides will not hold out
Hope the shell shock waits 'til the night, standing in the fallout.
Despising my own skin, an unnecessary
Part of me that makes me cry. Reverie implying
Stood upon the brink of time, the Psiren calling.
To be or not to begin? Is it never-ending?
Fourteen hours we've been under here.
Thought of hell cannot disappear.
Stop the sound of infinity.
Smile, keep calm, keep your energy.
You'll be the death of me: the mind, Ennui.
The pounding it's sounding, cold hands touch mine, an epiphany.
I'm stalling, enthralling as I find my enemies' company.
Send my prayer for a nightmare to make me warm to reality.
It's on me, the Ennui. It just won't end, be the death of me.
Collecting thoughts of sin in empty bottles
Representing fireflies, anything but subtle.
While you're paraphrasing Wilde, do you mind a hacksaw
buried in your neck? Then I would keep your mouth shut more.
The pounding it's sounding, cold hands touch mine, an epiphany.
I'm stalling, enthralling as I find my enemies' company.
Send my prayer for a nightmare to make me warm to reality.
It's on me, the Ennui. It just won't end, be the death of me.
In silence an effigy is carved in stone.
Unconscious and glad to be, I, I'm not a lone child.
The days you'll spend inside will scar your mind.
You'll be the death of me: the mind, Ennui.
The pounding it's sounding, cold hands touch mine, an epiphany.
I'm stalling, enthralling as I find my enemies' company.
Send my prayer for a nightmare to make me warm to reality.
It's on me, the Ennui. It just won't end, be the death of me.
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7. |
The Fox Hypothesis
04:29
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Watch your tongue, hold your nerve steady all the time
Keep calm, carry on, you're safe inside of your mind
Lock the door, close the window, that time has arrived.
Do work, sign the contracts, leave the fine print
'Til later, could you even say no to them?
Would you try? This is hardly the time…
You'll not know a cent more. After all we're the same mind.
We've all known the same road, but you've never seen mine.
The thought began, 'This is no life of mine…'
But the words came out as 'Yes sir, that'll be fine.'
One shot, bring them in, two shots, send the file to him
Three shots - You're out, Miss.
Seal the door, open the window, that time has arrived.
That sense (keep it in) your life isn't going too fine.
Weeks later, could you make a change to the world?
Stop the death, war, hunger and pain?
You'll not know a cent more. After all we're the same mind.
We've all known the same road, but you've never seen mine.
The thought began, 'This is no life of mine…'
But the words came out as 'Yes sir, that'll be fine.'
Commanding, underwhelmed, unsatisfied;
Her life will come together given her time
Her heart is the same - Machine-like and worn
Rust in the rain, torn out at war.
The thought began, 'This is no life of mine…'
But the words came out as 'Yes sir, that'll be fine.'
The Fox Hypothesis states of the kind,
'Preservation is the key to living a lie'.
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8. |
Shades Of Grey
03:49
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Before you're singing all the way home,
You shouldn't just assume we're in the right.
I think I mentioned that we should not boast aloud for our lives.
Oh we're right on,
No he's special.
Oh, Children of the Straw! We are beyond the law.
There is no black or white - just shades of grey.
From your childhood you're taught of bad and good,
But please remember history's the price you'll pay.
For what we have in store,
A place in myth and lore,
Oh what'ya waiting for?
I know you think it for the best, oh
But your philosophy ain't always mine
Try to think about they way we go about our lives
Oh we're terror
System error.
Oh, Children of the Straw! We are beyond the law.
There is no black or white - just shades of grey.
From your childhood you're taught of bad and good,
But please remember history's the price you'll pay.
For what we have in store,
A place in myth and lore,
Oh what'ya waiting for?
Think of all that you have been told
Always the evil guy the one to lose
Always written by the winners,
Now you know the path we have to choose
Interrupting
Thought corrupting
Oh, Children of the Straw! We are beyond the law.
There is no black or white - just shades of grey.
From your childhood you're taught of bad and good,
But please remember history's the price you'll pay.
Oh, Children of the Straw! We are beyond the law.
There is no black or white - just shades of grey.
Climb above the sud, They knew we always could
Capitulation is the everlasting way
For what we have in store,
A place in myth and lore,
Oh what'ya waiting for?
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9. |
Ascent To Gunfire
03:53
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Hold on the seat of your faith as we begin to climb.
The real dichotomy is, 'Live or Fly?'
Should I believe that I've been stricken or be buried alive?
I can't decide.
Stole in the feet of the base: the tree Yggdrasil V
The feet of heaven are so dark inside.
Should I develop thoughts of blasphemy, or try to derive the truth from
Holy words won't hide
Truth from deep inside
Correct your notion of Mercy if you want to fly.
They'll try to keep you down, oh they will try.
A flash of powder, a projectile, a wounded ally.
The pain of
Holy words won't hide
Truth from deep inside.
You've disrespected the word and you will pay the price
Come the Fireflies to harvest the souls of the Pagan,
Excommunicated, oh, you're going down, down, down, down.
If it's the word of the Lord, you shall die.
Holy words won't hide
Truth from deep inside.
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10. |
Rust (Reprise)
02:47
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I pray your soul will be forever with us all
As hurried swords will strike together under moorlight.
Her heart is the same - Machine-like and worn.
Rust in the rain, torn out at war.
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11. |
Undecided (Blind)
04:30
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Crash out, the rising nearly bought a heart-attack.
Feeling the daylight on the flesh, the faith is back.
Here we are at last, when the final feet have passed.
If you could see our Heaven now, a field of ash,
Barren and lifeless, no resolve, no godly flash,
Would you have all begun? An answer came there none.
Oh, is this the place we've known?
The plane we're dreaming of?
Oh father I've been blinded!
Under experiment we see that faith denies.
Result: the answers that they gave, a pack of lies.
Do what you are told and the fallacy will hold.
Ancestry lied, this isn't only paradise.
A young soul, if living, could attain the holy light.
If science were unstuck, then we'd be six feet out of luck.
Oh, is this the place we've known?
The plane we're dreaming of?
Oh father I've been blinded!
See, it's not what I had in mind.
The Serpent had it's time.
I'll be Undecided.
This isn't quite what I remember, not least at all horizons
Should be straight and sunlit, and the starts should shine at night.
Neither you nor God were right.
Heaven isn't what you thought no, and I've been here before.
The Devil take these vultures and relieve them of life
Banished all from light.
Oh, is this the place we've known?
The plane we're dreaming of?
Oh father I've been blinded!
See, it's not what I had in mind.
The Serpent had it's time.
I'll be Undecided.
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12. |
Ankh
05:15
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Wait far from home. Never seen, but that's not the
Part you will hold while we're going on alone.
Inflame my Rome. And I want you to know.
A quartet can change to a trio in hours.
A sea carved in stone. Today I think I know
Years pass this line. Understanding it now
The one social rhyme, but that doesn't make it strong
Into a storm, and I want you to know.
Oh now, don't think me wrong. The Ankh is the sign of home.
Brother w'ere you may roam, remember the signs of home.
You won't be on my mind for long.
Whats say you're wrong? I say you're wrong.
And I want you to know now.
Oh now don't think me wrong. The Ankh is the sign of home.
Brother w'ere you may roam, remember the signs of home.
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13. |
The Undersigned
04:09
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You're ready, set and gone, and all that you'll leave behind
Is a sense of denial, oh but when you're keeping us in sight
He said, 'Are you alive?'
You're all I need now,
And how I breathe without you I, I needn't know.
Oh, you're all I see now,
And how I'm free about you I need to know
And though you'll never ire for all your leading our lives,
I feel undermined, oh, and my freedom decides, yes, are you alive?
You're all I need now,
And how I breathe without you I, I needn't know.
Oh, you're all I see now,
And how I'm free about you I need to know
Oh, You're not needed now,
As I can be without you, I, I'm free to go.
Oh, I'm all you see now,
A memory, a 'Yours truly… I'll be unknown'.
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Chris Parsons UK
Chris Parsons, A.K.A. Crispy Parsnips, P.K.A. The Pocket Watch Fiasco
Human.
Stoic.
Makes Sounds.
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