Hang Him Higher
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The breed is dead our children
They were our last resort
To keep the tribe alive with
At least just a final tort
With all his evil anger
He came to take their souls
Some hang on gallows bleeding
Some lie in burning holes
We came we came we came
We came to hang him higher
We know who he was
We know where he lives
We know how to treat him
Our folk never forgives
Here we stand
And found him resting
Out of danger at least he thinks
And he will pay his debt now
Grim Reaper already winks
We came to hang him higher
We came we came we came
We came to hang him higher
We want to see him pay
For all the things he did
We want to see him hang
Right here in our mid
We came to see him dead
Amsterdam Conversation
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Water broken voice
Saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy
Broken hearts fall from throats
Broken Hearts
When heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts
Through hearts shaped by kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped like kaleidascopes
Eternally the sun has set to mourning
And contoured are the backgrounds
On the canvas to which our lives are painted
Water broken voice
Saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy
Broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped by kaleidoscopes
Eternally the sun has set to mourning
And contoured are the backgrounds
On the canvas to which our lives are painted
Water broken
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Voice
Through hearts shaped by kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped by kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped by kaleidoscopes
By Kaleidoscopes The sun has set to mourning
By Kaleidoscopes The sun has set to mourning
By Kaleidoscopes The sun has set to mourning
The sun has set to mourning
Timekiller
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go away leave me alone
I feel your presence in my mind
the time seems to stop I set you free
you calm my mind you calm my mind
make my dreams come true - baby
every time it seems to me
that fiction and reality melt together for eternity
liquid words dropping down the stairs
filling the emptiness with sense
you and me on the floor floating on our sensibility
you need a timekiller and you don't understand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
I am your timekiller I let your mind expand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
tick tock tick tock madness comes tonight
what's reality compared to me
I rest on the bed and I'm sure I slowly get mad
I'm in a state of mind which makes me blind
for the fact that I'm a man
I'm here to stay forever but not today
you need a timekiller and you don't understand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
I am your timekiller I let your mind expand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
in my heart is no place for you
and in my mind is no space for you
the exit already melted away
and now there's nothing left to say
you need a timekiller and you don't understand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
I am your timekiller I let your mind expand
I am like quicksand lick it from my hand
Northern Lad
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Had a northern lad
Well not exactly had
He moved like the sunset
God who painted that?
First he loved my accent
How his knees could bend
I thought we'd be ok
Me and my molasses
But I feel something is wrong
But I
I feel this cake just isn't done
Don't say that you don't
Chours:
And if you
Could see me now
Said if you
Could see me now
Girls you've got to know
When it's time to turn the page
When you're only wet
Because of the rain
Because of
You don't show much these days
It gets so fucking cold
I loved his secret places
But I can't go anymore
You change like sugar cane
Says my northern lad
Well, I guess you go too far
When pianos try to be guitars
I feel the west in you
And I
I feel it falling apart too
Don't say that you don't
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