All The Saints Are Dead / Your Time Has Come/Our Wills.../Lizard

Oh my God, he's got a gun he's not afraid to use. Music our holy weapon and nothing to lose- we'll shame you all Stand tall! Words empty don't ring like the resounding, astounding, swing of his baton. Your time has come Your time has come We are now broadcast every channel, station, wave, and stream Your time has come, we'll blow you away Your time has come, children at play. We are more than animals who kneel and grovel at your feet. For even the most loyal dogs will turn to bite the hand that feeds. Behind the badge that you carry Beneath the bodies you bury Though you may thin our ranks with all your bullets and armored tanks it shows, you know, you've lost all control! Their doubt, is blaring in your ears Tune out refuse their power We're now, reporting at the scene Coming at you live, via satellite from your technicolor screen. Cameras rolling, lies unfolding. Be still my heart. open your eyes. It’s no surprise. Oh my Lord, he's on the run, his demons at his heels our voice our requisition, plea and appeal we take the stage, enraged! Words empty don't sting like the sentence, repentance, and ache of dreams betrayed. Your time has come Your time has come We are now broadcast every channel, station, wave, and stream. Your time has come, moment of truth Your time has come, riot in the streets. We are more than animals who kneel and grovel at your feet. For even the most loyal dogs will turn to bite the hand that feeds. Behind the badge that you carry Beneath the bodies you bury Though you may thin our ranks with all your bullets and armored tanks it shows, you know, you've lost all…

The eyes form and follow I promise this They watch you come undone With wax upon their tongues To guard them from the burn Of all there is to learn Don’t toy with my soul Nor place me on the mantle My compass points north Of oft uncertain weight The enlightened ones Our lady of Sorrow Mourning all that is gone And given to the grave. Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints. The ghost will embark across the great sea. Atop of the night, she’s got the cutting edge. If I die, I die- I said I’d make it right and that I did. I tried to get out of the dungeon. All done with a gun. One chance to get out of the dark to be what touches you. All hands high. New era nigh. And all is golden. No quarter. It all comes down. Nourishment of Life and limb This inner space Is geometric Hit by rain Struck by fear Lay down our arms and destroy all definitions. I will show you all there is to see And all there is to come and sup I will expose your every nerve and shame The parts that simply don’t add up I know there is nothing that I can say To make you let the outside in And all that I do for you is just in vain I’ve learned that your hauntings always win. All the Saints are dead. Now they sing in the choir. When the moon is red over the sunless empire. All the ides are dead from the extinct calendar. All their eyes are red. Blood of their lord and savior. Don’t stop it Get ready. Do you hear the sound of bells That call the dead to rise? The cradle is empty now But the child still denies. Do you hear the call to war? Do you hear the call? It’s gonna cost you everything you love. Partial Fractured Memory Nurture Render Ah. The rain Will fall On sacred fire To forge New truth. Quench and temper forged in fury. I drink the wine of your disguise And taste the lie divine that was never mine. I have seen the chains of fate Dominus ex machina We chant the lines of static prayer In silicon we carve the sign of crosses that corrupt the air. And I can show you all there is to see Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints. All The Saints Are Dead. -Blegh- And I can show you all there is to see and come and sup. It all comes down. Nourishment of life and limb This inner space is geometric Hit by rain and struck by fear Lay down our arms and destroy. Dare to see what you have lost The price that faith demands For every crucifix you’ve crossed Your blood has turned to sand. And in the hourglass your time has come

Our Wills Shall Never Weaken I can take a thousand lashes in the boiling sun and in the pouring rain it doesn’t matter, I can handle anything. You stitch my mouth and I’ll still speak, I start to laugh, you’re growing weak, my soul shall wake when all is bleak, this body means nothing to me. Their crowns will bend Their thrones defiled For faith endures every trial. The wind will carry forth our song. Slash my back Crush my neck Cursed beast Slash my back Crush my neck Cursed beast now you must... Give it to me-have you heart? Give it to me-have you the spine? Leave it to me-have you the courage to take what was rightfully mine? Will not bow for the headman’s axe. Will not kneel for the sultan’s sire, no Won’t lay down onto the tracks. Our wills shall never weaken. To the fists of the cruel man To the whip of the cultus liar now We are unbroken men Our wills shall never weaken. Our wills Shall never OWSNW LYRICS.rtf Weaken Do your worst to me. I can peer right through your tyranny the truth you’re just as pathetic as me, as sick as me, but best believe I’m not guilty like you who cannot wash his hands, this blood has stained and claimed these lands, your statue stands for all to see, but all they’ll remember is me. Their crowns will bend Their thrones defiled For faith endures every trial. The wind will carry for the Son. Lash my back Crush my neck Cursed beast Lash my back Crush my neck Oh Give it to me-have you heart? Give it to me-have you the spine? Leave it to me-have you the courage to take what was rightfully mine? This is...this is...the final chant This is...ay...this is...ay...this is...ay...this is...ay... The final! The tyrants will fall and their empires will rust. And once their empires fall we will rise up from the dust . Identity not found. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me! We Rise

His fingers are covered in red. This is a natural condition of an oh so ordinary man. Habitual yet notoriously numb to the obscene gazes that you lend and the scandalous voice of tradition. Creeping upon the flesh, consummate the impure narration. Eins...Zwei...Drei...Vier I cannot- I cannot breathe. I cannot- I cannot breathe. Excess a reflex and his greatest weakness. So as the lizard he crawls. What you see as disgrace, this man’s come to embrace and so as the lizard he crawls. Reject self-respect to live like an insect, so as the lizard he crawls. So as the lizard... So as the lizard he crawls. I must deny your most favor. If from your lips and under your tongue. Destroy all that you hold dear. You know you won’t be saved. Awake, the flesh must fall where angels tread. Long long long live those who resist him. Long long long live those devoted. This is the very moment where the picture of you is a prescription of timely doses that are meant to be taken in the smallest intervals. But he’s unafraid of consequence. Of the addiction. He’s a beggar in his own dungeon. A monster, a dog, a lizard. He’s a monster, a dog, he’s a lizard. I cannot breathe at all. I cannot breathe. Excess a reflex and his greatest weakness. So as the lizard he crawls. What you see as disgrace, this man’s come to embrace and so as the lizard he crawls. I must deny your most favor, if from your lips and under your tongue. I must accept everything you tell me when you say that you’re the devil. I must deny your most favor, for your hands are covered in blood. I recognize that every time when I’m with you, the world around me slowly dies.