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Raise The Dead
03:47
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Some have so little
Some have so much
We all know the story
It's how they want to keep us
Fear feeding on fear
It's bred on purpose
Confuse clouded minds
Is how they want to keep us
I will raise the dead
I will raise
Some have so little
Some have so much
We all know the story
It's how they want to keep us
I will raise the dead
I will raise
I will raise the dead
I will raise
No more prostitution
Wage slaves awake now
Free yourselves to dream
This is not how they want us
I will raise the dead
I will raise
I will raise the dead
I will raise
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2. |
Before I Go
04:42
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Before I go to sleep once more
In the dark and solemn sands,
I have to spread my fingers once more
Show you what I hold in my hands.
In shadowed places I have walked
And carried out hateful things,
Their expressions told stories of passion
Their smiles told stories of pain.
I have seen through your eyes
I have spoken through your lips
I have tasted the blood in your veins
In every tear you shed for me
Looking through these reflecting hands
You can see what lies ahead,
But in my frightened moments
I take back everything I've said.
In these moments
The shadows they reach for me
and I feel so torn, so torn apart
In these faces and broken walls
The corridors of the mind,
I am looking for the missing pieces
The things that have been denied.
I have seen through your eyes
I have spoken through your lips
I have tasted the blood in your veins
In every tear you shed for me
In every tear
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3. |
Poison
03:28
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Sex is magic
Magic is power
Power is threat
Threat is violence
I break all the rules
Because I must
It is like poison to me
Poison to breathe
Poison
And the mother says deeper, deeper, deeper
And the father says deeper, deeper, deeper
But the children cry
I won't betray!
The wrong and the right
I won't betray!
The wrong and the right
Sex is magic
Magic is power
Power is threat
Threat is violence
I break all the rules
Because I must
It is like poison to me
Poison to breathe
Poison
Ghosts surround me
Show you what I've taken for granted
In my heart of fire
This illusion cracking whips for the last desire
Sex is magic
Magic is power
Power is threat
Threat is violence
Sex, magic, power, threat is violence!
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Sunshine
05:52
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Color me black and blue all over
These are my pride, my stories to tell.
Color me in solutions for agony
This is the price of my insecurity.
Follow in illusion and forgetting lies
All of my faith lost in the game of life.
This is my pride, my whole need to carry on
This is my truth would you listen?
This is my day in the sunshine
This is my day in the sunshine
Falling down,
Is this what it is all about?
Falling down,
Bring me back again
Bring me back again
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5. |
Venus In Furs
04:32
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6. |
Lucretia My Reflection
05:08
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The Seraphim Rising Ojai, California
The Seraphim Rising is an angelic revolution created by that which has direct communication to the source and whose sacred
practice is music. The prophesy foretold the coming of the Lord Profit. When the truth of the word was lost and all meaning turned to dust, the revolution would begin.
Formed in Ojai, Ca. by singer/songwriter Attasalina, TSR is psychedelic-gothic-punk rock 'n' roll.
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