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Black Horse Pike
03:39
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Black Horse Pike riding in the night
With death's hands firmly in mine
Words for the seer to kill the non-believers
Drop down and raise their heads up high to the sky
Blood, fire and rain upon this holy place
We cleanse you of what you know not
Don't run away, our wrath is like a plague
I beckon them to put you in your grave
Inching his way, coming closer
Putrid and foul was his odor
Eyes staring over my shoulder
Dark heavy hands taking over
Four horsemen ride to the other side
Make your peace before you die
A death bell on horseback, we leave behind death's tracks
And then we move on to the next one's life
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2. |
The Palm Reader
05:19
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Could feel her hands taking over
I felt a moment of peace
Tracing the lines with her fingers
Along my simian crease
The palm reader took me to a grave
I've become her eternal slave
Foretelling all of my future
A superstitious belief
Just then her smile had faded
Her face was stricken with grief
The palm reader took me to a grave
I've become her eternal slave
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3. |
We All Die in the End
03:51
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I can't see the faces in my head
They keep telling me you'll soon be dead
Doesn't matter to me, living it ain't free
Oh well
The preacher said my minds filled with regret
Upset about the things you'll never get
I sat there with a grin, no way you'll ever win
Oh well
It's a parasite crawling in my mind
You can run and hide, its behind your eyes
It'll take your life, devour your insides
It's a parasite crawling in my mind
Everyone has something deep to say
I turn around and they just walk away
Seems to work for me, although you'll never see
Oh well
You run and hide when I come through the door
You whine and moan but your life's just a bore
Don't be my friend, we all die in the end
Oh well
It's a parasite crawling in my mind
You can run and hide, its behind your eyes
It'll take your life, devour your insides
It's a parasite crawling in my mind
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Between the dark and the light
He waits there with fourth-dimension eyes
Across the plains of infinite time
Follow his path through the astral divide
A place only God goes to sleep
A realm only seen when you dream
The feeling of awakening
A glimpse in time is what your mind sees
It's all around you, it's the place that's getting closer in low sight
It's flowing through you, it's the place between the dark and the light
Wake up to oceans of time
To distant shores of past lives
Don't turn to see the divide
Gaze upon the deep astral sky
When you make it to the end
He'll show you how he made it all begin
And when that moment comes past
Swim in cosmic tides and wake before the crash
It's all around you, it's the place that's getting closer in low sight
It's flowing through you, it's the place between the dark and the light
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5. |
Psychonauts
04:40
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Arise you forlorn beast, sword and spear await
Claw at death's feet, kill to keep your place
Away in the dying sun, wash your hands of this blood
Rest for what's to come, stain the night with this flood
Cause we're riding on oblivion
Astral shamans guide, spectre at the end of life
Feel them inside your mind, enchanting us to fight
Blood-soaked sacred Earth, prayers to no avail
Warlords cursed to serve on waves of death we sail
Cause we're riding on oblivion
This beast destroys all kinds, humanoids from ancient times
War machine has no mortal life, death nomads will fight
Only to draw blood as light fades from this reach
We bathe in darkness into eternity
Cause we're riding on oblivion
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6. |
Heart of a Sinner
05:07
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Memories past of a broken heart
I've never been much of a healer
How did I draw such unfortunate cards?
I'm putting my blame on the dealer
Cause I have the heart of a sinner
A wall of flames rises up from the ground
A sudden burst of upheaval
Out of the blue I descend from the clouds
To drown in the rivers of evil
Cause I have the heart of a sinner
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7. |
1970
05:34
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Can't get a job, no good at school
All of my life I've been looking for something real
Now I'm eighteen and life is cruel
Uncle Sam's coming and he's looking to make a deal
Fighting for the wrong side
Didn't know the whole time
Thought that it was alright
Killing in the name of pride
Break through the nightmare of falling for another scheme
End to the silence, wake up for tomorrow's dream
Yea, you're dying for it
Horror, oh the horror got you all confused
Pacing through the jungle looking for Colonel Kurtz
Memories of shame, gotta heal with booze
Hope you feel calm cause we're looking to make you hurt
Fighting for the wrong side
Didn't know the whole time
Thought that it was alright
Killing in the name of pride
Heros to losers with decorated purple hearts
Sleep with the city on Veteran's Boulevards
Yea, you're dying for it
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8. |
Heavy Echoes
04:42
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Shield your eyes from the sun
Obey the wise, your song is sung
Smoke some grass, watch time go past
Sometimes too fast, so slow it down
Calming down with a boilermaker
Intoxicating the brain
Move my finger in little circles
Painting my face with the rain
Speak in tongues, your story is told
Clear your lungs, let it flow
No one dies, put fear aside
Cause soon your eyes fill with blood
Calming down with a boilermaker
Intoxicating the brain
Move my finger in little circles
Painting my face with the rain
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9. |
No Son of Mine
03:55
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My mother told me that I'm no shooting star
I ain't got money but I'm good at guitar
So she says, "my only son but disappointing to far"
And you're no son of mine
Yea you're no son of mine
My father told me to become my own man
I haven't yet but do the best that I can
So he says, "you'll never make it so come up with a plan"
And you're no son of mine
Yea you're no son of mine
First born is a saint, second born is a waste
Child of my flesh, you failed the test
Go and leave us be, change your name for me
Can't you read the signs? No son of mine
My folks, they help me, they tell me what to do
I'm always thinking but I don't think things through
So they say, "I wish we had a better child than you"
And you're no son of mine
Yea you're no son of mine
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10. |
Coal Minors
07:47
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Angels cry at children's feet for fourteen hours a day
I don't know if you're going home cause then you won't get paid
Black coal in the mines of Satan's soul
Only faces of sorrow
And they'll work till it hurts just to earn them some bread
There's no playtime tomorrow
Demons laugh as children's cries echo through the cave
When you're five you should never die while digging your own grave
Black coal in the mines of Satan's soul
Only faces of sorrow
And they'll work till it hurts just to earn them some bread
There's no playtime tomorrow
Behold your playground of sulfur, slate and peat
Dig till your back hurts or until your fingers bleed
A garden of anthracite and carbon clay
Submission is what I always want from you
Breath in the lignite, a breaker boy's wet dream
Blast through the bedrock to fuel the corporate greed
My darlings, put down your toys, pick up your axe
Compliance is what I always want from you
Black coal in the mines of Satan's soul
Only faces of sorrow
And they'll work till it hurts just to earn them some bread
There's no playtime tomorrow
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WARLUNG Houston, Texas
Founded in 2016, former members of Houston's The Dead Revolt and Rivers joined forces to push the limits of song writing and creativity. Inspired by the sounds of old, WARLUNG has taken what the 70's era of rock and psychedelia gave us and turned it into a hi-powered, white knuckled ride, down the rock n' roll highway. ... more
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