SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (E)

Then you wake… / Another body bag, pathetic, / Picture frame obituary faded in the attic...

Your blood in your body / Bright flames black / Your bone in your flesh...

Pity the weal for they can not see / The way it will be at their trial / For in fire and flame and a newborns fresh blood...

Ever since my accident / From her throat to her lips / And it's wild, is the wild...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

Death as seen through a vultures eyes / Four hundred feets above a sunlit sky / Dosen't have to kill to stay alive...

Death as seen through a vultures eyes / Four hundred feets above a sunlit sky / Dosen't have to kill to stay alive...

You come to us and criticise / Without prior inspection / Judge us as a waste of time...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

Exploited Barmy Army, don't fuckin mess! / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / We're Exploited Barmy Army, and they don't threaten us!...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

We're the exploited barmy army, don't threaten us / E-X-P-L-O-I-T-E-D / Don't mess, with the barmy army...

Racing 'cross the heavens / Straight into the dawn / Looking like a comet...

Drink deep of your mortality. Accept the blueprint for non-achievement, the well-tread path of capitulation. Bury the suffering and ecstasies. When will the old gods be avenged? Extol a life of compromise. Resigned to quiet submission. When will the old gods be avenged? Welcome boredom and banal normality. Farewell to joy and laughter and trust. Welcome fear, suspicion, and hatred. There is the stench of the gathering of flies. You have the look of a strangled child. You have the look of a hollow shell. You have the look of a rotting corpse. Entombed under intolerable weight, in the delusions of wish fulfillment. Escape the standards of youth. Find sanctuary in a cringing half-life. It's called moving on. It's called growing up. It's called giving up. Lurking in the shadow of your past, lurking in the blackness of acquiescence, pathetic acceptance....

Ever felt away with me / Just once that all I need / Entwined in finding you one day...

Your pride... / Why should your pride be so restricted? / Restricted to a mere fraction of this earth...

So this ordeal we're subjected to / Is all part of being love? / Two minds of intense confusion...

Your big brown eyes look sharp / Beneath your neck / I feel myself getting hard...

Feeling now / The star light fade away / Crying now...

El hombre cómplice de dios / Manipula la vida y cultiva la muerte / Crea un mundo de dependencia...

El gato se volvió humo, humo, humo / El gato se volvió humo, humo, humo / Me estoy quemando en este mundo...

Para aquellos que flagelan con la mirada / Para aquellos que odian en lo que creo / Para aquellos desprovistos de un ideal...

Colgado en lo alto en vilo, con el veneno de tus mentiras / Nosotros nunca hemos visto la magia de tus manos, / Ni siquiera intentaste frenar nuestra caída...

Despertó el diablo y vio nuestro fracaso / Nacidos con la marca de miseria en la frente / No hay salvadores no hay santos...

You walk with boundless grace / Think old thoughts from yesterday / All being lost in the fire...

Nasycený je ještě obzor / prachem z vyhrané / rozhodné bitvy...

Unknown heir / Orphaned page / A King to be...