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Take That Gun
05:02
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Well, they know your crippled mind
Where a heart beats you are blind
When you breath it's cold as death
You can break their necks and bones
You will fear their ashen souls
You will get to feel God's wrath
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or gonna die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
When the deepest blue turns bright
And black turns into white
Salvation is so near
We shall neither rest nor run
'Till your hate is overcome
Salvation is right here
Oh brother, look 'em in the eye
They stop the beast or gonna die
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
We shall neither rest nor run 'till your hate is overcome
Take that gun - Lord, raise your children from the dead
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
Take that gun - Save nothing of this devil's land
Take that gun - Take that gun and put a bullet in this blue-eyed head
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2. |
Now That You're Mine
04:45
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My soul, my ashen soul is waving in the winds
Moon, stars are hidin' in the shadow of my sins
My grave is in the air where I won't have to lie
Black sun is blinding my blue eye
It's time that they knew
the voices speaking truth
when dreams fall into sleep
Now that you're mine
we're like sleeping wine
floating on the sea
The night is leaden, vipers whisper oh so sweet
Black spades are swingin 'til they've dug out my bad seed
Dawn breaks, plays up for my last dance and makes me sway
I break my curse on this new day
Mal Hombre, el cielo se va a cambiar
Mal Hombre, la lucha se va acabar
Mal Hombre, cuidado te vienen buscar
Que pena que nadie te va extrañar
It's time that they knew
the voices speaking truth
when dreams fall into sleep
Now that you're mine
we're like sleeping wine
floating on the sea
Now that we're gone
We teach time to run
and come back home again
Wipe out the line
now that you're mine
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3. |
Promenade - Mal Hombre
01:04
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4. |
Dig That Hole
04:48
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Ain't never learnt a gotdamn thing
-You gonna dig that hole
Don't matter who that sad song sing
-You gonna dig that hole
White man, he think he got control
-You been done dug yo hole
Banks of the Styx still pays that toll
-You been done dug yo hole
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
We all go out the same damn way
-Ya' ne'r gone fill that hole
Y'all got a pretty price to pay
-Ya ne'r gone fill that hole
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
You drinkin' from the emperor's cups
-You know you gonna dig that hole?
You sittin' down where the devil sups
-You know you gonna dig that hole.
Whatcha gonna do when they run dry?
-You know you gonna dig that hole?
Why you wanna go make mamas cry?
-You know you gonna dig that hole!
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole! Now dig that hole in the ground!
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When will you come to kiss this wound
I broke it up some more for you
When the rain pours down, beautiful to drown
There's something that you left, my love
I think I am afraid of me
There's something I'd like you to see
When the rain pours down, beautiful to drown
I'm watching over you, my love
When the rain pours down, beautiful to drown
When it starts to rain, it will ease the pain
I've touched this ground before, it's cold
The old familiar smell, mmhhh
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8. |
Leche Negra
02:57
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I don't need compassion
I like cold sweat
I will die and you ain't seen nothin' yet
Leche negra
Leche negra
You failed to deliver
You steal away
You will die but we're gonna meet someday
Leche negra
Leche negra
As darkness falls and the rivers run dry
Leche negra
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9. |
Angry Men
03:46
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Torture is what you need
Torture makes you feel
You're closing off your borders and you let your people creep
'Cause human life is cheap
Anger is what you breed
Anger makes you real
You rich don't care for people down below right at your feet
You're sowing what you reap
You sell our souls, sell all we've got
The souls of angry men
For truces signed with guiltless blood
The blood of angry men
You try to hide the wreck you left
Before you lose your face
But angry men are risin' up, we ain't no longer slaves
Anger is what you breed
Anger makes it real
Torture is what you need
Torture makes you feel
You sell our souls, sell all we've got
The souls of angry men
For truces signed with guiltless blood
The blood of angry men
You try to hide the wreck you left
Before you lose your face
But angry men are risin' up, we ain't no longer slaves
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10. |
Free at Last (Tenebrae)
04:20
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Lord, take our bodies, take the pain
Remove our curse and break the chain
And he swings his iron, while you ring his knell
And you send him down to hell
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
We're coming home, Lord, pray to us
We drink your face we drink your blood
And he swings his iron, while you ring his knell
And you send him down to hell
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
Free at Last!
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11. |
Promenade - Yankele
00:46
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Nichts als Grauen, nichts als der Tod
Todestraum, jedem das Seine
Der Boden rot
von Unschuld' Blut
Es ist kalt und das Herz erstarrt
Kreidebleich, Seelen entzweit
Geistern gleich, verhungerte Träume
Gibt es eine Zeit
die keine Wunden heilt?
Es ist kalt und das Herz wird hart
Die Bestie lebt, Hass wütet neu
noch nicht zu spät steh'n wir als Zeugen
und schwören frei
nie mehr Tyrannei
Niemals mehr, niemals mehr vergessen wir
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13. |
Rise
04:19
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Flailing around in the darkness
Winds screaming in your ear
Pushing you down into Mother Earth
All you know is fear
Laying down at the deep end
Quiet falling over you
Touching your sore, filling up your soul
Making you get through
I've been there with you
For my love is true
You're gonna rise and I'll be by your side
You're gonna fly
Surrender yourself to the blankness
When all you are is just to be
Look at your face, you will see the dead
in the shades of a willow tree
Enter the sea of your reason
Ride on that open road
Kiss the sun and the moon at night
Let yourself go
I've been there with you
For my love is true
You're gonna rise while you're flying high
You're gonna rise and I'll be by your side
When you'll be long gone
My faith will stay strong
You're gonna rise and I'll be by your side
You're gonna fly
Find your fortune
Don't turn back again
The world is yours, my friend
Shine!
I've been there with you
For my love is true
You're gonna rise while you're flying high
You're gonna rise and I'll be by your side
When you'll be long gone
My faith will stay strong
You're gonna rise while you're flying high
You're gonna rise and I'll be by your side
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14. |
Exit Music
01:26
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15. |
Moby Dick
09:03
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16. |
St. James Infirmary
08:06
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I went down to St. James Infirmary
Saw my baby there
Stretched out on a cold white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair
Let him go, let him go, God bless him
Wherever he may be
He can search the whole wide world
But he'll never find a lady like me
I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
He was stretched out on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so fair
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Not My President Mannheim, Germany
NOT MY PRESIDENT – Synthesized Alternative Rock. Your soundtrack when everything and everyone is fucking with you. Times are good? Turn it up!
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