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Smoldering
03:32
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SMOLDERING
The fires rage
Bellows of a smoky haze
Fan the flames
And view the embers glaze
Come out of the darkness
and let us see the cravens flight
Cast away all solemness,
the torch lights up the night
Arson to and from the highest degree
Light high above for all below to see
The torched wreckage of antiquity
A listless guide of supposed to be
And what is written designed to mislead
Gather at the fire….conspirators
Gather at the fire….the new dawn is you
Our future’s only as bright
as the fire that we bring
We all could use a light
when we’re dark and smoldering
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2. |
The Party's Over
02:51
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THE PARTY’S OVER
Tell me why you are so glum
You had one hell of a run
But now it’s time to step aside
Time to just fall on the knife…and die
The clouds foreshadow
A rain of fire
Is upon us
For eternity
Flocking to the herds of sheep
You look around “it wasn’t me”
Lighting the fields aflame
Choking on smoke
“who’s to blame…not me”
For every action there is
an equal and opposite reaction
The party’s over
The bombs are dropping
Run for cover
The sky is falling
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Deprivation
01:49
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DEPRIVATION
Senses dulled is this deprivation?
A poverty of sensation.
And we’re being flattened by this round world
Images rapidly pass us by
Can we filter through this stimuli?
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Smoke Signals
01:17
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Collective Nightmare
02:46
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COLLECTIVE NIGHTMARE
Is this the end or only the beginning?
The world burns
and we believe we’re winning?
The seeds we sowed
The fruits we bore
This monster we nourished
We chose to ignore
A collective nightmare
of pain and consequence
A tortuous feign of righteous innocence
The fingers point
The voices raise
Attempts are made
To assign blame
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Hanging at the Gallows
03:14
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HANGING AT THE GALLOWS
Revolution’s coming
Regardless of doctrine
Poverty of conscience
Starvation the essence
And those before who promised us change
until it was found that they wouldn’t gain
And once we were told
that it all trickles down
only to find that there’s none to be found
And there’s not enough bread to fill us up
The wagon’s left town, the circus with it
The pot’s smaller with more hands in it
Tensions stir the pot with violence
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World of Numb
03:00
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WORLD OF NUMB
Living a hostage in a cell of suffering
Imprisoned the shackles they comfort the misery
The cold raw metal carving into skin
The rush of endorphins exploding from within
A shot of pain in a world of numb
Chasing sensation it’s who we’ve become
A shot of pain in a world of numb
Chasing sensation until we succumb
Of all you care none were spared
And you’re left wandering
All you lived for is no more
Your full circle of suffering
Oh why, why has death forsaken you
And life may be finite, but this pain,
this pain is forever
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Dead By Dawn was formed in Portland, Oregon during the summer of 2001.
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