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Visionary
04:18
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I seen the oceans rising and
I seen the bullets flying and I..
I seen the lifeblood flowing from the
Wounds of the world and we know it’s run dry
I seen the forests burning
The children starving, the warriors yearning for peace
As they join the choir invisible
That one nation indivisible
I know what it means to be a visionary
I seen false prophets rising
With words to soothe the most disquieted man
With each breath a promise spoken
Each deed a promise broken yeah
Well, Daniel and Ezekiel, just lucky guesses
Even Nostradamus confesses that I’m the light
Shining forth the future’s revealed
Destiny’s compendium unsealed, for you tonight
Revelations is so passe
All the kids watch Fox News these days
I’m down with the end times
Armageddon, that’s just for kids
Ragnarok ain’t got shit on this
I seen the signs
So make love
Make war
And burn everything that’s worth fighting for
Make love
Make war
And burn everything that’s worth fighting for
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2. |
Sweet Relief
04:49
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Heavens above
I took a bullet for love
and now I can’t get enough
lead in my heart
I embrace life
live on the edge of a knife
Cut through the chaos and strife
To find my path
That’s just is a fact of being alive
whatever makes you feel good can make you feel like dying
you cry out in pleasure and cry yourself to sleep
Your make your choices, your choose your course
You can make pretend you've got no remorse
But the deeper the suffering the sweeter is the relief
This flesh that we own
It's gonna fall off our bones
And there ain't no creed that'll save us from the touch of death
So reach out and touch
Someone who wants it so much
Sample every taste ‘cause you don’t wanna waste a breath
And if you can’t find no reason or rhyme
You can make your own rhythm baby take your time
Just remember contentment is a lie
Me, I live for love and lust and rock and roll
So come on riddle my heart with your bullet holes
I don't care if it hurts as long as it still bleeds
I can turn this lead to gold inside of me
Love, lay me down, lay me out, lay me low
Love, lay me down, lay me out, lay me low
That’s just the fact of being alive
whatever makes you feel good can make you feel like dying
you cry out in pleasure and cry yourself to sleep
You gotta make your choices, gotta choose your course
No need to make pretend you've got no remorse
But the deeper the suffering the sweeter is the relief
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3. |
My God is Good
05:37
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As Isaac lay on the sacred slab
The blade held high in a trembling hand, hey hey
He said:
Stab me, Daddy spill my blood
If you don't do what He says, He's gonna send in the flood
Don't ya mourn me, I'll be in the Lord's embrace
Hey hey
Because
Oh oh, my God is good
Oh Lord, my God is good
As Judas walked with the Son of Man
Thirty silver in his trembling hand, oh man
The Lord said:
Hey Jude, you gonna let me down, hmm?
Don't feel bad my son, it's part of his plan
Still I guess he'll send you to the Ninth Circle of Hell
Oh well!
Because
Oh oh, my Daddy's good
Go tell them Gentiles that your God is good
Your will just can't be known
But your word is the law
So let the agony flow, oh
I'm just reaping what I've sown.
Pour fire and brimstone down
and I'll sing in the rain like a boy gone insane
Oh release the skies on me.
The boots that march cross the Promised Land
The rifle cocked by a steady hand
They say:
Don't ya know this land is ours by right, hmm?
This verse right here, it says that God's on our side
No he won't save you when the tanks go rolling in
We gonna win
Because
Oh oh, our God is good
He was OUR God first, and don't ya know he's good
Your will just can't be known
But your word is the law
So let the agony flow, oh
I'm just reaping what I've sown.
Pour fire and brimstone down
and I'll sing in the rain like a boy gone insane
Oh release the skies on me.
Oh oh, my God is good
Oh Lord, my God is good
Oh oh, my God is good
Oh Lord, my God is good
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4. |
Rapture
04:40
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Raise me up through the blue blue skies
Let me fly
To a land where my soul will never die
Strap me in to this divine machine
Let me see
All the things that no mortal eye has seen
Well I know that the cup is empty
The barrel has run dry
But they say there’s a land of plenty
Awaiting in the sky
Fire me deep into the frozen void
And I’ll find
A new home far from this one we’ve destroyed
Way out there beyond the veil of night
Kingdom come
And everything is gonna be alright
There will be no rising seas or atom bombs
No fear for the future
Just you and me and the chosen ones
Who were fit for the Rapture
Sing hallelujah our souls are saved
Let’s raise the dead from their cryo-graves
And all their sins forgive
Don’t mourn for those who we leave behind
All their mushroom clouds will be silver-lined
They die that we might live
Well I know that the cup is empty
The barrel has run dry
But they say there’s a land of plenty
Awaiting in the sky
There will be no rising seas or atom bombs
No fear for the future
Just me and you and the chosen ones
Who were fit for the Rapture
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5. |
Holy Blood
05:36
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Did you break your momma's back?
Did she try to hold you back from all the world?
When in that moment she realised
that what had fallen from her womb
wouldn't lay flowers on the tomb
of any soldier upon whom she'd cast her murderous eye?
Mother Mary let me go,
I won't fight under your banner no more.
So contrary, don't you know,
your assumption is the mother of all whores.
So I just keep on hangin' round,
in the hopes we'll paint the town red
with the blood of Jesus Christ and all the saints.
I ain't complainin', no no no,
I'm happy just to go down to the docks
where all the sirens sing their songs through salty lips.
Disappointed, maybe so,
but all is fair in love and war.
How the hell does your garden grow,
when salt is all you sow into that barren soil?
Take me to the garden grove tonight,
lay upon my darkened head a kiss
goodbye..
Now my back is red and raw,
'cause absolution's such a chore,
now hold this rod for me and be my redeemer.
Time's a wastin', hurry up,
now drink the poison from the cup.
This holy blood will quench the fire in your heart.
Why I take this, I don't know,
but foul is fair in love and war.
You push my pulmonary flow,
sing hallelujah like the sirens on the shore.
Take me to the garden grove tonight,
lay upon my darkened head a kiss
goodbye..
I want your holy holy, holy holy, holy holy blood.
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Radar Angel Wellington, New Zealand
Take a truckload of funky synth-pop nostalgia, throw in a fistful of industrial grit, a half-tab of psychedelica and feed it all to a delirious street preacher. Take the unholy shit that comes out the other end and you’ve got something like the Radar Angel experience. ... more
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