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Serf's Sup!
01:49
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Heir
04:10
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I could spent the night time waiting for you.
Clouds of memories line the end of the truth.
I can never stay
You can never change
Your eyes are staring, every chance that you get
you hide in the blood and the hate of regret.
I won't let you stay
You can never change
Burn the lies that infect the insides of your mind.
Your skin won't cover the wounds I will find.
I won't save you now
You can never change
The Heir is born,
To burn the dawn,
With pain and scorn,
The world is torn.
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3. |
The Beauvais Crumbles
04:53
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Still waiting, words being whispered away.
Night welcomes the desert being twisted to day.
Falling to below.
Shatters staining low.
Worshiping in thrall.
Choir starts to fall.
Beauvais Crumbling.
Breaking from within.
Breaking free from sin.
World begins to spin.
Open your eyes to me.
Forget the past.
Becoming one with the storm
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4. |
Baron's Waltz
04:03
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With my feelings still growing
And my true nature showing
I look for a meaning
To prove I'm still feeling
With my future unknowing
And my heart beat now slowing
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
To set me free
With the call of the city
Ending in pity.
Still searching for meaning.
For what I believe in.
And the thought of tomorrow,
It fills me with sorrow.
A voice at the table
Is willing and able
To set me free
A voice at the table
Is willing and able (x3)
To set me free
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5. |
Whoresradish
03:38
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Old man writhing in the dirt and gnawing through a whoresradish biding his time.
His old girl (fixin' to be tricks in, with the poison that she's mixing), sends him out his mind.
They're digging up a grave, ‘cos they heard the bounty and the gold from a man at a bar.
And they're kicking up a stink, they dig a hole and take a drink, and they curse his rotten name.
Old girl riding on horse, past a church down a road, on the main street in town.
Old sack hanging from her back. Haste. gun from her waist and blood dripping down.
She cursed all she cursed, and she dug up the hole, till the whole of the gold was hers.
Then she whipped it in her sack and now she's never looking back, gonna ride right outta town.
Old man slithering down the path on his back, past the church on the main street in town.
The thoughts turn to love, but a figure stands above, eyes black, void of life, bearing down.
He drags him to the grave that he told the man and wife about. He lied to ensnare and to drown.
And the old Baron laughs, turns and walks the jaded path and he never will return!
Old man writhing in the dirt and knawing through a whoresradish biding his time.
Old man writhing in the dirt and knawing through a whoresradish rotting his mind!
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6. |
Shambleman
05:26
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Peddle me origins, Peddle me lemons.
Peddle me absinthe and peddle me rum.
Label me vagrant, and drunkard , and vagabond.
Tar me with ignorance, label me scum.
I won't be the shamble man.
You won't see me shambling.
I can't clean these lying hands.
I'm the shamble man.
Offer me judgement. Offer me loneliness.
Offer me pity - I'll spit where you walk.
Spare me your kindness, prayers for my dignity.
Leave me with emptiness - Wander alone.
I won't be the shamble man.
You won't see me shambling.
I can't clean these lying hands.
I'm the shamble man.
I won't be the shamble man.
You won't see me shambling.
I can't clean these lying hands.
I'm the shamble man.
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7. |
Baron's Waltz (Reprise)
01:00
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With my feelings still growing
And my true nature showing
I 'm finding new meaning
And proving I'm feeling
With my future now knowing
that my sorrow's now slowing
A voice at the table
Is silent and able
To let me be.
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8. |
Countess Roundabout
05:56
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See Countess Roundabout - She flies so high.
See Countess Roundabout - She flies so high in the sky.
She flies so high.
Into the sky.
Don't ask me why.
She flies so high.
See Countess Roundabout - She flies so high.
See Countess Roundabout - She flies so high in the sky.
She flies so high.
Into the sky.
Don't ask me why.
She flies so high
You see her.
You feel her.
You know her name.
Flying so high in the sky.
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9. |
The Baron Must Pay!
04:40
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Where ever I go you keep following me.
To the ends of the earth
To the depths of the sea
The fragments of voices they whisper to me.
They’re begging for mercy
For empty reprieve
No one can tell me to keep all my feelings at bay.
No one can stop me or pray for the end of my days
The Baron must pay!
His eyes they’re burning and piercing through me.
Like knives they slice and
they cut till I bleed.
He raises a finger and points it at me.
No hope of escape,
No chance to be free.
No one can tell me to keep all my feelings at bay.
No one can stop me or pray for the end of my days
The Baron must pay!
No one can tell me to keep all my feelings at bay.
No one can stop me or pray for the end of my days
No one can tell me to keep all my feelings at bay.
The Baron must pay!
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10. |
Scherben
06:19
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