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Saturday Night Forever
03:39
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Saturday Night Forever
here where time stand still
as if only yesterday
yesterday so long ago
pills and drinks downed at will
to keep the things at bay
all the things only you would know
and it's saturday night again
and a forever long it has been
between the love removal and the prettiest hate machine
like a therapist in session
I listened to your tales
like all the losers you gathered around
stories and confessions
beneath the drunken haze
and with trouble we were bound
it's been saturday night for years
like never ending halloween
beside your love removal and the prettiest hate machine
it's way too late for tears
to cry what might have been
to cry all the things that you lost since you were nineteen
indifferent father and your ma so mean
you’re a shaky mix of nitroglyserine
while all the help
for your need
comes a little too late
all that's left
of you
and me
is the prettiest hate
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2. |
Black Hills Sanitarium
06:46
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Black Hills Sanitarium
they dragged me out and locked me in
no repentance from me
they accused me of things I can't recall
no repent no repentance from me
the game you're playing you're bound to lose
with denials and lies but it's no use
'bout your nightly trips to the gathering
the old unspeakable one and the summoning
as the vice around is tightening
you struggle like a fish when the hook is in
to be tried and tested by the law of the king
the road to truth is lined with suffering
the witchcraft is told to be long dead
not an ounce of truth in the words you said
you can bring in the irons and bring in the screws
but confession you won't
confession you won't get from me
there's nothing to worry and nothing to shame
'cos I got the master who takes my pain
my mind will be numb as the fire nears
at black hills I will sleep without fears
the communion with the one with hooves
the children missing since last june
the evidence points right at you
now won't you confess?
with matters bizarre such as these
were ready to go to extremes
and drive two spikes through both your knees
now would you confess?
so we followed your path
where the trees won't grow
to the burnt forest edge and along the slope
the clearing around the great stone
where the grass's been trampled down
as you well know
and we brought down here the things there were
two pieces of bone and a charred flock of hair
the smell of sulphur still in the air
and the aura of witches mass everywhere
yes it was us in the midst of night
dancing in circle in firelight
and against the stars we saw his figure rise
and the ground was wet
wet with semen and blood
here's nothing to worry and nothing to shame
'cos I got the master who takes my pain
my brain will be numb as the fire nears
at black hills I will sleep without fears
black hills
sanitarium
we'll always be together
in black hills
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3. |
Dry Season
03:41
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Dry Season
I thank you dear you've been much too kind
when times like these I've lost my mind
and despite the years I can't seem to find
to find the way at all
so ignorant and slow to learn
but unfortunately quick to burn
always eager to take the turn
for something worse again
after a dry season comes
the two minute rain but
it's a quite heavy price if all stays the same
like a dry season that stays in our hearts
though there's things you know
and there's things you've learned
still there's so many things coming into your world
those things they usually come right crushing in
I thank you dear you've been much too kind
when times like these I've gone out of my mind
and despite the advice I can't seem to find
to find the way at all
so ignorant and slow to learn
but unfortunately quick to burn
cannot take it when the tables turn
and head for crash again
after a dry season comes
the two minute rain but
it's a quite heavy price for a life's worth of pain
like a dry season in our hearts
here you laugh and there you cry
you live a bit and then you die
full of cliches are the facts of life
every time
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4. |
Crowded Left Hand Path
05:53
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Crowded Left Hand Path
History is a fable
that glorifies the days
when they came to your house with gold and gifts
and turned you to their ways
Kindly told you that you were heathens
and heathens you may be
if your ancient rites for love of the earth
are seen as blasphemy
misfits and outcasts do-no-goods that won't last
the myriad are names that they gave to you
If your way is the hallowed way
your way is the one true way
it's neverending as they say
the laid out left hand path
don't talk to me 'bout devil
or the seven gates of hell
'cos they're just things to show the kids
and make your records sell
your lyrics filled with occult
weren't written down in trance
instead while drunk on a hotel pool
on bora bora sands
if you liken yourself to witches
read your books and hug some trees
why you don't know the words between the lines
or how to plant the seeds
where are our brave new people
rewards for our hard toil
where are brave ones to evoke
the force beneath the soil
the times they are a-changin'
like they've been since day one
some strayed way and were led astray
by other wayward sons
there may not be many others
there may be none at all
but rest assured that we'll go on
and stand until we fall
puritan naysayers self-righteous soothsayers
you once stood so strong so where are you now
If your way is the hallowed way
your way is the one true way
it's neverending as they say
the laid out left hand path
you better run you have no clue
despite of what you're trying to prove
it's all motions you are going through
in the crowded left hand path
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5. |
Into the East
06:10
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Into the East
fires burned the Leader spoke
when we were bound by blood
my loyalty my honour
were the code we took by heart
it means none of us will fret now
it means none of us will fail
although all of us won't come back home
and see their moms again
how we will end this time my friend
it's the story no-one knows
but I feel the chills go down my back
when our boots meet cobblestones
the dream of something bigger
as people start to roar
and I feel the sun shine down on us
for a thousand years or more
again we're on the march now
on dusty roads that lead to the east
we cross steppes and flowing rivers
like hounds loose from the leash
again we're on the march now
thunder roars in the mouths of our guns
million men and god on our side now
our wings will darken the sun
while none of us will break his oath
and no-one breaks the ranks
there's some chinks in the armour
as there's scratches on our tanks
although I've ignored my conscience
and the little voice that calls
but I know that we are heading
we are heading for the fall
again we're on the march now
on dusty roads that lead to the east
we cross steppes and flowing rivers
like hounds loose from the leash
again we're on the march now
we ride in before the storm
if virgin mary would see us
she would bow her head and mourn
ride to the east
we are riding to the east
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Light Underwater Turku, Finland
Mr. Underwater - vocals, bass, Fastracker II
Dense Westman - guitars
since 2000-2005, 2020-
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