1. |
Sons of the Morning Star
06:06
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Oh,
oh,
o-oh, ye-eah!
Dress me up and down
Turn me front and round
Drape me in your gown
But all these things shall cease to be
Can’t seem to believe this is real
Never knew how it is to be me, cannot feel, cannot live, cannot breathe, oh -
Oh,
oh,
o-oh, ye-eah!
Shape me up and down
Grace me with your frown
Wreathe me with your crown
And a smile is as good as a please
A new dawn is waiting for me
A world that is newborn and clean, ever free, ever fresh and pristine, and –
Oh,
oh,
o-oh, ye-eah!
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2. |
Kneel and Pray
05:19
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Strive to please the gentles
caught in a fixed regress
And ever straying from the straight and narrow path
is just a blunt excess
For the watchful brother’s keeper
is always deaf to his neighbor’s cry
And in the end the measure and the yardstick of your life
is in the other’s eye
Walk the edge of peril,
you’ll be poised on a brink of glass
Never calm, never free, or to be truly me, never still, never really at peace!
That’s the question of class
While the tell-tale sign of true-bloods
is a cold disregard for care
So shed your cloak and slip the yoke, it’s time your shackles broke
and made the shadows clear
And you may ask and you may ponder
if you really fit the bill
But wasted time’s what’s spent in wonder
we’re quite assured you’ll be here still
A proper life of sense and virtue
no indiscretions to amend
With all heroics well forsaken
we hope you’re happy in the end
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3. |
Montaillou
00:47
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4. |
One Life, One Fire
05:41
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They number four against none more than you
They say give us our due or die
Stand up or take it; you're in it already
A one-way trip to «It's a shame»-ville
Going on, until everything is gone
A flame keeps burning
While hands keep turning
But you can't see in the dark
Feel the rain wet your cheeks
In the cold sun of July
No bright angel with powers of healing
To mend your broken wings
Going on, until everything is done
Secret flames that burn
While hands turn
On your wall
When you're caught up by life's ultimatum
Do you cringe and cry?
Weak little fool, a weak little tool
Letter from your better writ in blood
One life, one fire turns the wheel
A speck of dust
On the shoulder of the universe
We are all alone
One life, one fire is all we have
When your life, so sacred and safe
Trickles away, fickle indolence days
Weep little fool for nobody else will
Your time bought compromateric landfill
Breaking bad, but the other way
Younger days would a dragon slay
Always time, but not anymore
What was it all for?
What was it all for?
So cold, so old, but youth is a curse
Of inaction, indesicions' mercy
You feel opportunity galore
Sedated infinity of «more more more»
What really matters when meaning just shatters
A handful ephemeral disks
All you have now are empty words
Old dream that stinks like yesterday's curds
But you can't break free, you cannot see
That flickering flame, blinded by your shame
Lost in a nowhere pulsating fear
Scornful laughter, shadowmob slaughter
One life, one fire turns the wheel
A speck of dust
On the shoulder of the universe
We are all alone
One life, one fire turns the wheel
A speck of dust
On the shoulder of the universe
We are all alone
One life, one fire is all we have
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5. |
Molten Gold
04:22
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Close your eyes, envision a river
It's running hot, where streams are cold
Can you feel that mighty flow?
I see a river of molten gold
And the smooth cacophony
is all you hear and see
When you're taken into the fold
of molten gold
A surface so smooth no one can tell
If the flow will ever end
No doubt, my soul is sold,
Enveloped by molten gold
And the smooth cacophony
is all I hear and see
When I'm taken into the fold
Of molten gold
It was hidden in rock and coated in stone,
Now it covers both crown and throne
A metallic scent on the breeze
Of a power that never will freeze.
And the smooth cacophony
is all you hear and see
When you're taken into the fold
Of molten gold
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Molten Gold Oslo, Norway
Molten Gold are a Norwegian hard rock five piece who mix a pinch of prog and a squeeze of psych with a lot of heavy blues.
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