- A Slow Parade
Drag your shadow down the street
Is it you I was to meet
With your saints there on a chain
Waiting on another rain
And I'm falling down
Where the waves will surround
To the roll and the pound
- American Hearts
We were raised by wolves
And we are still wild
And we howl when the troubled wind blows
And in the TV's blue light
Oh, assassins will lie
Every wail just a-goin' down slow
So don't tread on me
- How Will You Meet Your End
I'm gonna keep that diamond in my mind
For there's hell upon the breeze
There's hell upon the breeze
Six riders ride
They say I must be the devil's child
And the hell upon the breeze
Six riders ride
- I Can See The Pines Are Dancing
This is a hammer.
This is a hymn.
This is a match to a ball of light.
This is the blade.
This is the beauty.
These are the stars raining down from the sky
This is the light that shines and I can see the pines are dancing.
- Mightiest OF Guns
You see the Sunday bird swinging low
The fever in your brain only grows
and The Murder Boys are running down the street
You can see 'em through the window from your seat
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
And the shadows go like ghosts across your road
Oh take the world and burn it in a spoon
- Oh The Vampyre
ith a vampyer's kiss
I've got a vampyre's heart
Now I don't roll out of bed
Till after dark
See my teeth so sharp
And my blood so stale
Oh, I could drink the world
- skull ft. nones.
There in the wheat,
I heard you sigh.
I don't know the size of it.
Who can know?
Patriot,
Under the spell,
Maybe howlin' underground,
- Vice Rag
сладкий, сладкий (милый, милый) кокаин
как было бы хорошо, если бы ты весь принадлежал мне
сердце заколотиться
руки затрясутся
мои дела просто великолепны
сладкий сладкий героин
- Witness Blues
Come out to the edge where it is quiet
Where the ink will drain right out of you
Far below, the sea and its convictions
Get broken by the beach out of your view
And once there was a time to join the army
And once there was a time to hear the news
And once there was a time for easy silence
- World without end
If you return to love
The sky thick with sleepin' doves
And the spider's dirty web
Catch a ghost
And a breeze blew down the tracks
And her hair of rainin' black
And hearts pumping blood