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Tel Père Tel Fils
Il avait 19 ans, elle avait la quinzaine. Lui c'était pour un soir elle pour une vie mais ce n'était qu'un jeune. Lui aimait les femmes et arrondir son biff en fin de mois.
Total Eclipse
There's a total eclipse. The sun makes love to the moon. Just one moment in lifetime. Not returning too soon. Take the chance of your heart. And let us fly to the stars.
To The Pacific
Read into it however you read into something. That you dont understand. Listen to what you want, it's okay. Theres nothing I can do or want to. . We fall into some dark places.
Things Are Better (left Unsaid)
You walk around with your hands in your pockets. You talk too much but you don't like the way you sound. . Things are better left unsaid, when youre in love.
(this Is) What You Get
This is what you get. This is what you get. This is what you get. . Everyones asking the same thing. But you only have one answer, by the way. They look at you, they look at you.
The Answer
How many times must I go through this pain?. So Many loved one slost with nothing gained. Sometimes I feel like I can't go on. Where do we go when we move to the great beyond?.
To Forget
stare into the sun. let the disease infect your eyes. feel the rapture of her cold kiss. her cold lips filled with worm juice. pressed against your beating heart.
To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge
start by etching dark secrets into your arm with glass. and inject the filth of your sin and depression. beneath your foul, dying flesh. taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a dying world.
The Rubble Of Glory
handing out handjobs and fingerfucks. to the poor. traces of incest that appease the masses. hints of abortion. linger in the smoke. that emits from the rubble of glory.
The Mary Shelley Song
the world will not be a better place. until we strangle the last king. with the guts. of the last priest.
The Eternal
she knows the pain and suffering. the obedience of the sick. mentally fragile. to the point of exhaustion. inner disease is famine. to the outer shell.
Texas Rain
That poor soul. He looks wrecked. Putting out his last cigarette. As she drives off. Those damn wheels. Keep turning round and round in his head. . She goes off to someone else.
Threshing Floor
Shadows of fear. Cloud my mind. This seems so real,. Darkness in time. Lost my mind. Can you see this,. A jacked up nation. Will never get no rest,. .
Twelve
Out from the ashes of gray desire. Out from the dream and into the fire. I said a lot, it won't mean thing. After she's gone these words will sting. No gods could be that cruel to me.
Trumpan/clare Jig/the Gaitha/fiddlehead
Trumpan (Kirk McLeod). Clare Jig (Traditional; arranged by Seven Nations). The Gaitha/Fiddlehead (Both Neil Anderson.
Trains
Trains. (Written & arranged by Kirk McLeod). . Please don't tell me you want to go home now. There must be something, something that we could be doing.
This Season Reprise
This Season Reprise. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Kirk McLeod). . Daniel closed his eyes as if it didn't happen. And he wondered why every time this season.
Tug
Little miss runs away.. Didn't think you would ever come back.. As I turned my head.. I find my newest complication.. She won't run.. Won't fall.. She don't talk to..
Times Like These
A young girl give me a good luck charm.. Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm. Got one good little leg 'cause the other went south. Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth.
This Season
This Season. (Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations). . Daniel closed his eyes as if it didn't happen. And he wondered why every time this season.
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