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Minstrel Mash
03:01
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Disease Over Me
03:13
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The hit and run of famine in my country
Diseased under my belt, was not meant to be
It's a one shot luck and I've had it more than enough
Uncontrolled amount of immunities
And it's a one time thing
Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang
Forgot to learn from men in my country
Deceased unspoken words they cannot see
Time is running out, Purging from my bowels
Suction from my kins immunities
And it's all gone now
And it's a one shot town
And it's all done now
Round about from her to you to me
Time is running low, we can't believe
Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang
It's not a one time thing
Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang
It's not a one time thing
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The Apple Of Discord
04:11
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A royal wedding did take place last night
The feast of Gods, a gift of joyous light
There were three maiden who did dispute their right
They were the fairest three in all of their minds
For one had been a real eyesore
A shrewd companion to the art of war
Her mind was just, her wisdom right
And yet she was no match for the Gold insight
"To the fairest", from the core
A battle sparked the Trojan War
The fruits of vanity will stain
The Greek unrest that is your name
When you fall, we'll all come down,
There's no entitled to your crown
If nothing's right, then what went wrong?
Your gift of Discord's what we long
In the name of love, a pleasured toll
Was a fate bestowed from no childhood
And for a beauty so desirable
No form of ugly spouse would take the thrown
And on that day of marriage meant
A fight would start, but not for her hand
And from the brawl would come the time of war
To be the fairest for the apple of discord
"To the fairest", from the core
A battle sparked the Trojan War
The fruits of vanity will stain
The Greek unrest that is your name
When you fall, we'll all come down,
There's no entitled to your crown
If nothing's right, then what went wrong?
Your gift of Discord's what we long
A majestic ruler sat the throne
And to wear the crown of the great Polos
As a wife of such she was a kind of hate
You wouldn't think to wed was a joyous thing
But one mere mortal rattled her law
Feeling double crossed, she was the fairest of none
Such a jealous nature could not pursue
The golden right of Discordia
"To the fairest", from the core
A battle sparked the Trojan War
The fruits of vanity will stain
The Greek unrest that is your name
When you fall, we'll all come down,
There's no entitled to your crown
If nothing's right, then what went wrong?
Your gift of Discord's what we long
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Cocaine Monkey Brains
02:29
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Well I traveled to a place stuck in outer space
Where I found my thoughts to be stuck in my way
There was no direction to my headed days
Except a busted sign blinking "Cocaine Monkey Brains"
Zombies, zombies, we're everywhere
We're talking real fast and we're pulling out our hair
Out thoughts are too loose, and our jaws wired tight
But there ain't no escaping those bumps in the night
And so I tasted the drip of desired dread
That's when I split the thoughts that reside in my head
And the words started flowing in the midst of the night
And now I don't know what went on but the white
Zombies, zombies, we're everywhere
We're talking real fast and we're pulling out our hair
Out thoughts are too loose, and our jaws wired tight
But there ain't no escaping those bumps in the night
We were a self destructive auto time bomb
We had a release trigger just to get us off
And then the time would stop when we'd look at the clock
Because it's five, four, three, two, one more line!
Zombies, zombies, we're everywhere
We're talking real fast and we're pulling out our hair
Out thoughts are too loose, and our jaws wired tight
But there ain't no escaping those bumps in the night
I'm talkin' bout those zombies
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5. |
Je Suis Charlie
02:22
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Wouldn't it be nice to feel the throng
The love and Worship that goes on
So blithe and merry we will chant
Before our sacrifice is claimed
And we'll be feeding in a bowl, on the floor, like a dog in control, in the wrong, I assure we will get what we're owed
Until the new day breaks our chains
We won't commend the way we've been mistreated and excersized
My advice, the next time you put us down, we won't play nice
Wouldn't it be cruel if we weren't strong
And loaded fear into our wrongs
All for a cushion on a cloud
An oath to never be knocked down
And, oh, if there were kids in their beds
With pretty thoughts in their heads
Telling all will be lost if they don't pray to a god
"But look, you see, we've got three, it's your choice, don't ask me"
And then we'll rip them apart to see their fears and watch them scream
My advice: the next time you put us down, we won't play nice
I imagine, come a day, when we're not in-between or afraid
And when we're judged or shot or killed
It'll be for the wrongs that we've instilled
Instead of feeling that we're sane
Or you're corrupt in the braine
All for a buck
Putting wishes in their heads
Watching them pray to what's dead
Because a life is not a vice
And I assure you I won't let mine be nothing more than a sacrifice!
My advice, the next time you put us down
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No Such Thing
01:57
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She's got legs, long legs, teeth arms no brains
He's got hands, dreams, heart and soul
They thought their two hearts could beat as one
But in all love there's a deep dark whole
I bet you never saw this one coming
I bet you never even knew it at all
Well, hell if they'd had known any better
They'd know that there was no such thing at all
She's got dates at eight, bar, car, his place
He's got lonesome nights by the phone
He thought he had a place in her heart
But every night he's sleeping there alone
I bet you never saw this one coming
I bet you never even knew it at all
Well, hell if they'd had known any better
They'd know that there was no such thing at all
She's got regrets, secrets, she just can't hide
He's got laughs, drinks, smiles at his best
He decided he couldn't live with her
So last night he shot her in the chest
I bet you never saw this one coming
I bet you never even knew it at all
Well, hell if they'd had known any better
They'd know that there was no such thing at all
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7. |
The Hanging Tree
04:39
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Are you going to meet me at the grave
The one that hasn't got one name
Because so many lost their way
We'll swing until our thoughts turn into dreams
Where we'll be blithe when we're asleep
We'll sleep beneath the hanging tree
Will you come meet me at the grave
Where we will vow to the end of our days
In fields of golden, shallow light
We'll swing in the summer of this hanging night
Come see where we'll be sleeping at the tree
Under a canopy of green
Where so many others have dreamed
Alive, you stand here proudly by my side
We'll hear the canter far behind
Until the wind becomes out guide
Will you come meet me at the grave
Where we will vow to the end of our days
In fields of golden, shallow light
We'll swing in the summer of this hanging night
Into the light of moon and stars
We'll hang a rope, we won't fall far
And when our bodies come to rest
We'll swing, we'll swing unto our deaths
Will you come to the hanging tree
It won't take long once I'm relieved
Will you come meet me at my grave
Where I will swing all through the day
Are you going to meet me at the grave
The one that holds both of our names
Just like the others whom have hanged
We'll swing until we're lost in reverie
We'll hear the canter to the east
We'll sleep beneath the hanging tree
Will you come meet me at the grave
Where we will vow to the end of our days
In fields of golden, shallow light
We'll swing in the summer of this hanging night
Into the light of moon and stars
We'll hang a rope, we won't fall far
And when our bodies come to rest
We'll swing, we'll swing unto our deaths
Will you come to the hanging tree
It won't take long once I'm relieved
Will you come meet me at my grave
Where I will swing all through the day
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Ascending Descendants
02:14
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We've come so far, now at a stalemate with the ground
Thought that we were rising up, but we were only going down
We've got to beat, beat, beat the ignorance the presence holds
Because the world's gone to shit since the millennium's been sold
Descendants of the youth, we'll never be the same again
Women throw themselves down, while us hunters run them red
Leaving infants to their trust as long as daddy keeps them fed
Since it's the only way to learn and find it wasn't all okay
They've got us falling even faster with no end to our days
Descendants of the youth, we'll never be the same again
I was lost in a world of black bars
I won't deny on it, rely on it, while all you go free
And since the thousands hit the youth which we deny is a sponge
We've got them foaming at the mouths like the dogs they've become
You put them down, they hold the crown
You did your best, they've conquered less
Until you see their misery
You'll never know what potential, what they wanted to be
You pulled them up, and dragged them down
You've got them falling so frequently they'll never touch the ground
And when you die, they'll know your lies
And they'll be wanting, wanting, wanting, wanting, wanting, wanting, wanting, wanting
Descendants of the youth, we'll never be the same again.
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Hotel Services
04:51
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Stop the screams on the second floor, I'm more nervous then I should be
You've satisfied my sacred sould, and I don't feel like this should proceed
Thank you miss on the 30th floor, you're more kind then you should ever be
But I don't want your sales, I'm fine with living in hell, cause there's no place that I'd rather be
I bet you're tired of waking up on my floor
Best call it a week and start heading home
Because you don't know what I'm looking for
False relations walking in through my door
A job, a God, a life a love
But it ain't no faith I'm trying to score
I don't want you hear anymore
Place your bets on the irony and the ammount you've invested in me
Only want to give what I've thrown away as a testament to feeling complete
You got a stranger fate than my own escape, you got more shame than you could ever need
Jeez, thank you miss on the 30th floor, you're more kind than you should ever be!
I bet you're tired of waking up on my floor
Best call it a week and start heading home
Because you don't know what I'm looking for
False relations walking in through my door
A job, a God, a life a love
But it ain't no faith I'm trying to score
I don't want you hear anymore
It's in my brain, I've gone insane,
They won't get out, they won't get out
And in my head, I want them dead
They won't get out, I want them out
They only see what I could be
They never doubt, they won't get out
Oh, I can't believe I entertain their dreams of what they want for me
I bet you're tired of waking up on my floor
Best call it a week and start heading home
Because you don't know what I'm looking for
False relations walking in through my door
A job, a God, a life a love
But it ain't no faith I'm trying to score
I don't want you hear anymore
AWESOME VIDEO GAME SOLO
Stop the screams on the second floor I'm more nervous than I should be
You got a stranger fate than my own escape, you got more shame than you could ever need
Thank you miss on the 30th floor, you're more kind than you should ever be,
But I don't want your sales, I'm fine with livin' in hell, cause there's no place that I'd rather be
I bet you're tired of waking up on my floor
Best call it a week and start heading home
Because you don't know what I'm looking for
False relations walking in through my door
A job, a God, a life a love
But it ain't no faith I'm trying to score
I don't want you hear anymore
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10. |
The Man Who Killed
02:41
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Oh, I'm in trouble with The Father
I've wed his only daughter
And the truth of my sin
Is I'd do it all again
For my mother and my father
And the child that was our daughter
'Cause the truths are all the same
Yes, he threw their love away
I'm a monster to the bottle
'Cause I sold his family to slaughter
And the time we had to wed
Meant we'd never feel again
From my mother to my father
To the child that was my daughter
It's the past that's all a game
And you'll never know the pain
I'm in love with his daughter
Oh, the man that was her father
And the truth of his sin
Is she'd never live again
From her lover, to tomorrow
And the town that holds her coffin
I will never live again
And I'll take that man to hell
Give me vengeance for the martyr
That bore his own grand-daughter
Cause the truth of my sin
Is I'll do it all again
For her mother, the one who taught her
That the price you'll pay is stronger
Than the love for a man
Who died the day she was dead
I'm in trouble with The Father
Who murdered his only daughter
For the price of our wed
So I'd never feel again
On my mother, and my father
Who will never see tomorrow
And the man I had been
Will never live again
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11. |
The Man On Boothill
04:22
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I've paid my crimes, was a matter of time
I've drunken my sins, I bought my lies
I wear on my sleeve, a conscience of thieves
I'll give you my doubts, and steal what you dream
This is Tombstone's game. My final resting place
I've handled my dues, buried payments of proof
I've wielded my gun, it's all that I love
You point me to lay in the hole of my grave
You thought you could kill the man on boot hill
This is Tombstone's game. My final resting place
We've all made our choice, yes we've all made our vows
But my work isn't finished until you're gunned down
In the name of my grave, in the dirt we'll all lay
I will bring you a home in God's Acre of bones
This town is my bane and this bane is my life
So I'll rise from the ground, oh I'll show you my knife
When your horse turns to dust and your heart turns a stone
We will meet once again in this garden of bones
When I had a sole with that star that you loathed
You shot me down like the coward of town
And off in my stead my grit turned to lead
From the butt of my Colt, you'll feel my revolt
This is Tombstones game. My final resting place
From the land of my greed, on this carnage I rode
In the name of my tomb, you will reap what I sow
I've not made it on luck, you cannot break my will
I'm not too tough to die, I'm just too tough to kill
There's no refuge this town, for the men I gun down
Not no Church you can pray, not no pool you can drown
When your horse turns to ash and your heart turns a stone
I will build you a crypt on God's Acre of bones
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Harriers Of Discord Asheville, North Carolina
Wild West themes, power surf and punk rock cooked up into one turbulent jam that’ll spin you through scorching deserts,
relentless waves, secular terrains and outer space dynasties.
Female fronted and formed in 2014 (LA based, now residents of Asheville, NC) the trio will knock you down and pick you up again with an eclectic range of instrumental scores, haunting ballads and frenetic riffs.
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