Hades (USA) - Resisting Success lyrics
Tracks 01. The Leaders?
02. On To Iliad 03. Legal Tender 04. Sweet Revenge 05. Nightstalker 06. Resist $uccess 07. Widow's Mite (Chapter Eleven) 08. The Cross 09. Masque Of The Red Death 01. The Leaders?
Death has come to here
We're burning badly Filth up to my ears We're screaming mad And I would like to know exactly Just what you have planned for us to do You claim to be the leaders Well who the hell on Earth is leading you? You sent us to fight While we were waiting What did you do for The situation? Dictating our beliefs Erasing your deceit Scapegoat nations to fall (Mechanized) Armies wait at your call Madness threatens your soul Control on the decline Slipping from you crazed hold (Genocide) Forces weak, passion bold You were blind before Now it's our turn to See the light no more We're crawling towards you Chaos swarms through minds Mutated armies Rise and fall an find That power destroys I would like to know exactly Just what you have planned for us to do Tommorrow holds the answers And today had better bring upon the truth 02. On To Iliad
Sitting on the sands of foreign shores
What will it take to make you see the light Yesterday's patronizing tears To prove the gods, wrong or right The road to ancient prophecies is long When will everybody sing your song Fearful foes emerging from the past We're marching on to Iliad at last See the battles strewn upon the floor Hear the cries of victory and pain Twice this day your future lies ahead Painful suffering amidst a gain Priam's cities sees it's heroes fall Into your hands, what does this mean Egos surging like a demon spawned Mind engulfed in a fog-crested dream 03. Legal Tender
In God we trust
But You're not God You make and break all the rules Land of the free But nothings free 'Cause even when you win you lose LEGAL TENDER Resist success You know you'll have to pay the price It makes no cents For all thats wrong, we'll make it right LEGAL TENDER Monopolies Supposed non-existent through the land Democracy Tell me why we never had a chance LEGAL TENDER LEGAL TENDER 04. Sweet Revenge
See his memory fade
Wife and daughter raped and killed one night Life's rewards erased Only one thing to look forward to He wants his sweet revenge Stalking lifeless streets Target waiting for him underneath the light Hands that shake with rage Clutching ornamented bronze and steel Nerves that twitch with fear Like a soldier waiting for attack His sweet revenge approaches Springing into flight Victims' scream are nothing that his heart can feel His essence is freed As the blade cuts from behind Slicing the temple where the tender flesh Joins one's only mind Fighting with a desperate last breath His life endures punishment a second time His vision is blurred As the life drops from his eyes Shining the weapon as his entrails fall Splattering upon the floor Ripping up the pieces of nerves that keep his limbs from dying Twitching as if still alive Letting the body ease from his arms Slowly slumping to the floor Smearing all the blood along his fingertips And watching where the deadman and his body lie Stands atop his kill Gloating on his recent victory Like a lion's pride Guarding over it triumphantly The streets are filled with laughter Sweet revenge is what he's after Now he walks alone, into darkness that will only ease the pain 05. Nightstalker
See the child, pentagram in hand
There's nothing that can stop him Psychopathic mind, misdirected wrath Towards all who dwell around him But they'll blame it on us And our music Throats and faces slashed The raping it would last Into victims, dying He broke into their room Sense impending doom Suspended animation Enjoying the pain Of his victims Oh, Nightstalker looms Inside of drugs Nightstalker, Nightstalker You'll blame it on song But you are wrong Nightstalker, Nightstalker What you don't understand And you can't comprehend Don't you try to explain it Until you live alone And feel the coldness roam Throughout your hollow soul Still you'll blame it on us And our music The night convicts you once more Like a bed traps a whore There's no escaping black instinct You've damned the innocent to blame Inflicting on us false shame Salem's children close to the link So take a look at yourself And worry 'bout no one else Take a look all around you Maybe someone you know Will need for you to show How it is that you found it 06. Resist $uccess
Defeat our purpose
But just which fate is worse? How long can we go on? We cannot sell ourselves We'll take it on our terms No easy path to resist success You sell out, cash flows in Your sickly glitter grin You've only got one chance To take it all the way Relax, don't go so fast Why get so carried away? Resist, now don't tell me what to do Success, I'll never ever leave it up to you We may not change the world Who said we wanted to? Don't curse in ignorance Fearful of something new Oh, open up your mind Success is self-defined Do what your heart commands Despite what they demand Resist Success Resist Success Don't stay within their lines Don't scramble for the dollar signs They'll find you if you're deserving If your course is unswerving Outweigh the possibility Of market stability You are the path to resist success 07. Widow's Mite (Chapter Eleven)
Beware of the scribes
Parading in robes The heavier the sentence They'll follow in droves You claim you are He The time is at hand The Earth shakes my bones I don't understand If you listen to me You'll be eternally free The widow puts in More than the rest You gave from your surplus She gave it her best You chorus from the rich She gives from the poor You laugh with the witch She cries with the whore Two copper coins She gave it her best Pray that you may not be Put to the test Blest are you The hungry, the poor The reign of God is yours You can't ask for more CHAPTER ELEVEN 08. The Cross
Night calls upon my betrayal
Morn sees me denied three times Believe in God, believe also in me I am the way, the truth, and the Life The truth I leave within you You Judas, hear your fate and then carry it out Once Satan's entered you, you'll turn right about And Peter give your life up, or so you say Instead your knowledge of me shall be erased They take me away, to cast me from the world My love won't die Father forgive them, for they know not what they do I have been judged to die upon the cross These thorns released my earthly blood Still hold your faith, aside from what you see Bearing my cross, bearing all your sin Oh, Golgotha, to the place of the skull You sheep within my flock hear the truth of my life The nails deep in my flesh, the pierce of the knife Though evil strung me up and started time anew Know that my life was given up for you Open your hearts, I'll flow within 09. Masque Of The Red Death
[I. Red Death]
It was a time when life was short Long devastated was the land Never had there ever been A more fatal plague against all man Pungent pain, sudden faintness Your energy begins to fade As you stand there somewhat daunted You know 'Red Death' is on it's way Blood, blood, blood and more blood Profuse bleeding at the pores You watch your blood slowly sizzle As your flesh dissolves some more Screams of anguish, blood still flowing Pollutes the ground a rotten red Your time has come, you must meet your maker As you slip into the valley of the shadow of death [II. The Prince's Master Plan] All men feared this great disaster But the valiant Prince had the only answer For his majesty and his chosen ones The inception of new life would free them of contagion Magnificent it was this structure of seclusion Surrounded by these walls so massive yet elusive The gates were welded shut impervious to those forsaken Never letting go of the souls that were taken There was beauty, there was wine Ambrosia and sweet nectar Flowing from within All appliances of pleasure Inside the Master-Plan Providing noble lunacy Outside the palace gates 'Red Death' just sits and waits for you [Narration:] It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion, and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad, that the Prince Prospreo entertained his thousand friends at a masked ball of the most unusual magnificence... Edgar Allen Poe (1809-1849) [III. The Masquerade including the Twelfth Hour and Return of the Red Death] Bizzare it was seven chambers Held this jubilee except for one It stood alone, the western wing Where no one shared it's offerings Blood tinted panes, brazier or fire Projects it's rays A clock stands tall, ominous It warns of death so soon to be So loud, so deep the guests pay heed The dissonant ring of ebony The crowd goes pale as darkness Shrouds the maskers in their revelry Then as the echos ceased A light laughter spread through the assembly And all is well Until the next chiming of old ebony The ebony clock struck the twelfth hour And everyting ceased as the revellers cowered The pendulum swings all still, all silent Save the voice of old ebony As the last chime died and sunk into silence Soon it was felt a presence so strange Tall and gaunt who is this masked figure Shrouded in habiliments of the grave? His blood splattered mask bore a striking resemblence The countenance of a rigid corpse He stalked to and fro in a slow, solemn movement Enraging the Duke, invasion of his sanctuary 'Seize him, unmask him, 'commanded the prince 'Who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery? You'll hang at sunrise!' Not a person came forth it seemed like all was lost As the intruder make his way unimpeded An anon he went on trugged through each chamber Where the music once swelled and the dreams lived on and on The prince in pursuit dagger drawn aloft As the figure retreats to the seventh chamber He suddenly turns, a piercing sharp cry Now the Prince lay dead in the hall of the velvet... Then summoning the wild courage of despair, A throng of revellers at once threw themselves Into the black apartment, and seizing the mummer, Whose tall dark figure stood erect and motionless Within the shadow of the ebony clock, gasped In unutterable horror at finding the grave Cerements and corpse-like mask, which they Handled with so violent a rudeness, untenated By any tangible form. And now was acknowlegded the presence Of the Red Death. He had come as a thief In the night and one by one droppd the revellers In the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, And died each in the despairing posture of his fall. As the life of the ebony clock went out With that the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness And Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all... |