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Poison King
02:55
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POISON KING
To stand against rising hostility
There can be no bending of will
Gaslight attempt fueling venom contempt
Integrity is sometimes the bitterest pill
I will swallow these toxins down
Invincible to your arrow’s sting
My blood become fire – my triumph, your pyre
I am the Poison King
Immunize yourself against the infection
Shield your heart with a strong dose of pride
With each sip of the bane, feel no weakness remain
They cannot kill what has already died
Forever swallowing toxins down
Invulnerable to your arrow’s sting
My blood is fire – my triumph, your pyre
I am the Poison King
The antidote is the poison
The cure is the blight
Forever swallowing toxins down
Invulnerable to your arrow’s sting
My blood is fire – my triumph, your pyre
I am the Poison King
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2. |
Scarward
05:25
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SCARWARD
Define yourself, resign yourself - another fruitless day passed into night
All you’re left are questions, arrogance and spite
You lose yourself in moments - falling down a dreamer’s hole
There was nothing there for you to force, no comfort to cajole
You seek your truth in furtive glances
But you don’t believe in second chances
With grace and honor, to fall upon your sword
Always turning your gaze scarward
Repeat yourself, delete yourself - a fool bedamned believing something there
You took your chance, your arrow flew, but no one cared
Now hold your ground, without a sound, and come what may
There comes a time to know when to fight, and when to walk away
You seek the truth in furtive glances
But you don’t believe in second chances
With grace and honor, you fall upon your sword
Turn your gaze scarward
When nothing’s left, your world bereft
Fortune favors them that choose to do
With grace and honor, fall upon your sword
Always turning your gaze scarward
So deceive yourself, believe yourself
What you have won’t be taken from you
Your worldview blown, but not so alone
A leap of faith for the faithless, into the unknown
I know you seek the truth in furtive glances
But you don’t believe in second chances
With grace and honor, to fall upon your sword
Always turning your gaze scarward
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3. |
4-Letter Patsy
03:34
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FOUR-LETTER PATSY
It coulda been love, but it might have been drugs
Caught in a vortex of lipstick and blood
Shoulda made plans, shoulda made arrangements
But she sent me headlong into total derangement
Four-letter Patsy!
Living her life at the speed of sound
Chewing up souls at the moment they’re found
Her chamber’s strewn with conquests depleted
And her appetite for mayhem won’t be defeated
Patsy!
Four-letter Patsy!
Four-letter Patsy!
White lines speedin’ down the highway to ruin
Super-8 footage projects what she’s doin’
But the sting of regret, it ain’t part of her story
Four-letter Patsy, I drown in your glory
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4. |
The Pain Hand
03:59
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THE PAIN HAND
Come now, cold light of day
And wash the darkest night away
As I crack and itch and bleed
Insane mantras on endless feed
You play the cards you’re dealt
Like trying to grip a fistful of sand
Raise the stakes and let it ride
Now I show you my pain hand
And now she’s gone, gone forever
A diamond shard in your cracked-glass heart
The night’s a splinter in your bloodstream
Aiming to rip you apart
So burn it down to ash for nothing
Raze it down to barren land
Feel the weight of goodbye’s meaning
You are but dust in my pain hand
The cruelest tally of my worth
The dead man’s hand, aces and eights
But I just had to see, to know
Cursed illumination sealed my fate
I’m not afraid of what I show you
Or what the night makes me withstand
Read ‘em and weep, you sow what’s reaped
I’ll see you lose to my pain hand
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5. |
Sleep of the Just
06:22
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SLEEP OF THE JUST
The night will come
To slowly tear you apart
The heart of darkness with no grace
The grace of darkness with no heart
And rest just will not come
Drive you mad as it might
You lie there falling to pieces
No sleep of the just tonight
And there’s no reprieve, and there’s no respite
From the black-cowled gleaming eyes of the unlight
You’re frozen in your sickness, awake in the dark
Feel the weight of the beast come crushing,
its small-hour teeth will leave their mark
And dreams feel far away
You lie there sick and contrite
Assured of nothing – but one thing:
No sleep of the just this night
In this battle to summon solace, my sanity I must defend
A sombre psalm, to bring me calm, and invoke my vigil’s end
The hours crawl, and cast an endless pall
Oh my god, will I ever sleep at all?
The night rolls on, it’s here to take you down
Enveloped in its shadow, enough to make you drown
You give in to your sorrow, you give in to your dread
No tender mercies in the witching hour, locked up inside your head
The sickness of the dark
Eventide’s cruel bite
The night has come for you
No sleep of the just this night
(or ever)
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