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Speed Kills and so does she it makes me feel so high.
Crash course, no remorse. Step into the noose you tie.
Blood spills, pay the price. Pay for nothing fair.
Ground cracks, sky turns black.
Tied up as you choke for air.
Black sky, death from below. You grovel and you crawl.
Light spark, into the dark. Treat the wounds with alcohol.
Bitch die! Speak to me, shut your fucking face.
No success, blessed by death. Never saw your fall from grace.
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Can you make it, out on a limb?
Been so far, from where you've been.
Wonder Cursed Earth and stand.
Stop it on your finger...
Just to start again.
Can you see the road ahead?
Dark, Dirty and left unsaid.
Can you give up on what you know?
No direction for you to go.
So can you see the road ahead?
Distrusting minute frayed threads.
A fee to life, you can't afford
Sever the rope.
Take your chances, one by one.
The game is set, release the pawns.
Wonder cursed Earth and stand.
Stepping over lines, drawn in sand.
Can you see the road ahead?
Dark, Dirty and left unsaid.
Can you give up on what you know?
No direction for you to go.
So can you see the road ahead?
Distrusting minute frayed threads.
A fee to life, you can't afford
Sever the rope and cut this cord!
Chirping little bird, grown your wings.
Being made for bigger things.
Try and try and fly away.
Try and try and fly...
Away
Can you see the road ahead?
Dark, Dirty and left unsaid.
Can you give up on what you know?
No direction for you to go.
So can you see the road ahead?
Distrusting minute frayed threads.
A fee to life, you can't afford
Sever the rope to cut this cord.
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Moon's out and the Devil's nigh.
Twisted Obscene thoughts.
and your mouth is much too dry.
Turn back the sands of time.
And you cannot stop this feeling,
That is deep inside.
Barren is the land, in which was chose to walk.
Screaming for your vengeance but barely even squawk.
Living for today, you stand up to the best.
And every fight you have, will be a fight until the death.
GunSlinger,
Is what you seek.
GunSlinger,
Time will tell on all.
GunSlinger
Cannot be weak.
GunSlinger,
Pull from the side...and draw.
The opposition rides a horse that is cold to touch.
But the fees of Charon begin to cost too much.
Snuffed out from the light, all you see is dark.
Stalking down the alleys as the hounds of Hell will bark.
Sunk in hollow eyes, staring down the hall.
He has no pistol on his side, so he's bound to fall.
Reaching out for you with no flesh upon his hands.
Begin to wonder deeply about the fall of man.
GunSlinger,
Is what you seek.
GunSlinger,
Time will tell on all.
GunSlinger
Cannot be weak.
GunSlinger,
Pull from the side...and draw.
As down approaches the Red Sun in the sky.
This was just the Devil's work, to an ending that was nigh.
Greeting your opponent, standing face to face.
Your mouth begins to water for the iron that you taste.
No time left to speak, so pull your gun and draw.
Eat the dirt you wallow in by living on gun law.
Final seconds, releasing of a sigh...
Count your shells and go to Hell, when its your turn to die...
GunSlinger,
Is what you seek.
GunSlinger,
Time will tell on all.
GunSlinger
Cannot be weak.
GunSlinger,
Pull from the side...and draw.
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It's a Dog eat dog world,
you're scrounging for the scraps.
and whilst the meaning's hidden,
and kept under wraps.
This fight is just begining,
to put you to the test.
This sword and shield you cling to,
will be your final breath!
(there's) no need for cloak and daggers now,
it's pulled out of the mist.
Nothing remains hidden,
from eternal bliss.
If every day's a blessing,
and every meal a feast.
They will ask the impossible,
at the very least.
you will ask forgiveness,
but be misunderstood.
They will ride from Victory,
under darkened hoods.
(there's) no need for cloak and daggers now,
it's pulled out of the mist.
Nothing remains hidden,
knee deep in the Abyss.
Standing in the shadows,
you think you know it all.
This gavel it is swinging now,
at your beckon call.
you're taken to the gallows,
your noose is being tied.
You've got no place to run,
and got no place to hide!
(there's) no need for cloak and daggers now,
it's pulled out of the mist.
Nothing remains hidden,
knee deep in the Abyss.
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Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me, occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late
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Everything's a fight to you, with no compromise.</p><p>
Living in fantasy, you cannot hide your lies.
Can't win.(No you can't)
You can't lose.(No you won't)
Crash course. (Hit head on!)
'Cause I REFUSE!
Every fight's a war to you, treading killing fields.
One day you'll fail to move, And your blood will spill.
Can't win.(No you can't)
You can't lose.(No you won't)
Crash course. (Hit head on!)
'Cause I REFUSE!
Armageddon life for you...Is how you seek your thrills!
Four Horsemen, Apocolypse! And now, you've lost your will!
Can't win.(No you can't)
You can't lose.(No you won't)
Crash course. (Hit head on!)
'Cause I REFUSE!
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Sonic drones
Motionless bones
Army of darkness knocking at your door
Take the charge
Near and far
Commanding death is what you’re for
Got no choice
No rejoice
Left standing in a lake of blood
Shortened fuse
Two by two
awaken in a cold dead flood
Stand your ground
Cut them down
Crucible steel
Is your crown.
Blackened grunge
Take the plunge
Knee deep in the abyss you will stand
Screaming doubt
Falling out
The end just so Quick at hand
Start to stop
Over the top
Killing usurpers on the battlefield
Strong and tall
Not to fall
Stand victorious as they will yield
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Usurper!
Now you’ve got it made.
Nothing is in front of you
On the road you’ve paved.
Taken what you wanted
All by force and greed.
Cannot see the Forrest
While standing in the trees
Coup de grace!
Take the final blow
Burn your victims to the ground
Reaping what you sew.
And everything you’ve taken
Consumed by battle cries
You will hear them on and on
And until the day you die.
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Recorded Live at Mag Bar, Louisville, KY. 2/29/2020
