The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil lyrics
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Tracks 01. War (The Process)
02. The Saint 03. Rise 04. Take The Power 05. Breathe 06. Nico 07. American Gothic 08. Ashes And Ghosts 09. Shape The Sky 10. Speed Of Light 11. True Believers 12. My Bridges Burn 01. War (The Process) Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Cultivate a war breed
Get the head your soul needs Crystallize at light speed Dis the lies that they feed Cultivate a war breed Get the head your soul needs Crystallize at light speed Dis the lies that they feed, that they feed We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War, a state of mind War, our hearts are blind War, is nature dead? War, war Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey the command Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey my command Split the lip that dope feeds Exterminate the bad seed Tread the path that monks breathe Ride the horse that runs free, that runs free We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War, a state of mind War, our hearts are blind War, is nature dead? War, war Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey the command Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey my command Lies, drugs, hate, guns, God, fear, flies, sex Lies, drugs, hate, guns, God, fear, flies, sex We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War, a state of mind War, our hearts are blind War, is nature dead? War, war Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey the command Holy war, tears of man Drop your front, baby, obey my command 02. The Saint Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Hail the guitar, all tuned down
In a power circle, obey the crowd All ride a wave, crash right in Lovers and fighters, adrenaline The singer spits, our hearts all rise Energy is visible, we all crush tight All washed away, tsunami wave Fragile human, all the same And now, I face the sound When all around is burning I'm like Hermes, drifting down I am the saint, your path into the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, the path into the light Caught in a trap, the systems are down Communication's broken, I feel underground Weight of the storm, in sound, we all drown You'll never understand what drives us all on And now, I face the sound And all around is burning I'm like Hermes, drifting down, down, down, down I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the saint, your path into the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the saint... 03. Rise Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
You are the sun, I am the flame
You are the blood, I am the same We are the love that rises again They are the snake that bites on your veins We are not chained to the wheel You are the tear, I have no fear You are so strange, I feel the same Sorcerous mind, we ride again We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise You are alive and high in my dreams You are the stars that mystify me And you are the wolf that frightens the thief And you are the voice that they disbelieve We are not chained to the wheel And you are the spark that sets us all free We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise Whoa, baby It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise Still you rise Still you rise 04. Take The Power Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
You love it, you need it
You taste it and you'd breathe it You want it, you feel it You gotta receive it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it, you cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to deceive it Take the power, we're all free, yeah Take the power, you gotta let it bleed, yeah C'mon, take the power, you gotta just believe, yeah Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me You love it, you need it You taste it and you breathe it You want it, you feel it You've got to receive it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it, you can't cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to deceive it Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, gotta just believe Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me Take a little leap of faith Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades Take a little leap of faith Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades You love it, you need it You taste it, you breathe it You want it, you feel it You've got to receive it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it and you cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to deceive it Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, you gotta just believe Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, just believe Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me 05. Breathe Music by The Cult Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Mick Jones, Marti Frederiksen
I don't wanna be myself
Yeah, baby, I just wanna run You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun, oh Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun This tear of God I shot the sun, baby I don't wanna be myself Well, baby, I just wanna run, oh You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This tear of God, this tear of God I shot the sun, baby, oh This tear of God A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me Whoa, whoa yeah, yeah, whoa yeah Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego And I shot the sun And I shot the sun And I shot the sun, baby And I shot the sun, oh yeah Breathe you bastard, breathe Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego 06. Nico Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Hey Nico, stay strong in this world
My girl, ignore their cold words The song of your heart's so true The sigh is a way for you Hey Nico, stay strong in this world I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide I'm lost inside your sweet kiss Hey Nico, the life that you missed Sometimes you're so strange to me Alone as your heart that bleeds alone Hey Nico, stay strong in this world, my girl I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide Yeah, the secret that you hide, that you hide Then you fell And then you fell And then you fell And then you fell straight to hell Straight to hell Straight to hell Straight to hell Straight to hell The silence of your wings The beauty that it brings A kiss before we die One kiss before we fry I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide The secret that you hide Whoa-whoa, yeah I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide A secret that you hide, that you hide Yeah, yeah... 07. American Gothic Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I look inside your black heaven
I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah-yeah They rip you down and criticize you Too strong to bend, too strong to care, oh-oh, oh Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine American Gothic raven boy Child monster with insect hair, yeah, heh-heh You destroy this moral prison You free the slaves, you free the slaves You free the slaves, you free the Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light American Gothic, your black heaven American Gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American Gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American Gothic, it's your black heaven, your black heaven Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine American Gothic American Gothic American dream Your black heaven Your black heaven Your black heaven 08. Ashes And Ghosts Music by The Cult Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Bob Rock
Ashes and ghosts are all around me, yeah on
On the night of the assassins, they came, and I was ready Do you believe? Oh, yeah Do you believe? I look around the world and see The winged waifs powdered on petal dust I can't believe the sorcerer's dream has come And never chosen one of us All around, the atoms raging I can see your magic's failing I do believe they're gonna get you I do believe, can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're a fake, yeah, you're a fraud The assassin's hand has planned To pull the wings off every one of us, yeah Cracked fairy head's are spinning down The blood shot eyes, nostrils flared at us All around, the atoms raging I can see your magic's failing I do believe they're gonna get you I do believe, can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're a dog, you're a fake, you're a fraud Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, whoa, oh-oh Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're fading, yeah, you're fading, fading Don't believe in what you're saying Can't cast a spell on me, oh-whoa, no, no, no, no You broke the truth and now you're fading Yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading 09. Shape The Sky Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I like the way you shape the sky, mama
I like the way you shake the night, yeah I like the way you whip my mind, lover I like the way you whip my mind, yeah I wanna take you down with me, lover Into the heart of the dark with me, yeah Take a trip inside Cast the spell you hide, yeah Take a trip Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Well, I like the way you shape the sky, mama I like the way you shake the sky, yeah I like the way you whip my mind, lover I like the way you whip my mind, yeah-yeah Take a trip inside Cast the spell you hide, well Take a trip Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me 'Cause you're so outside and so alive 'Cause you're so outside and so alive Yeah, you're so outside, well Cracker heads and angels in your heart come together, yeah Yeah, your cracker heads and angels in your hearts come together, yeah You little cracker heads and angels Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and you resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me 'Cause I'm so outside and so alive 10. Speed Of Light Music by The Cult Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Bob Rock
Black California
Crush the innocent mind Girl, I oughta warn you My reputation's unkind But you knew that anyway Black California Black California Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife I've been down in dirty black water Poison feeds the mouth of disorder (Who pays the devil?) Obey the law, obey the disorder (Who pays the devil?) Obey the law, obey the disorder (Who pays the devil?) Black California (Who pays the devil?) Crush the innocent mind (Who pays the devil?) Who pays the devil? Who rides the devil? They change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on Black California Black California Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children And they'll show you the knife 11. True Believers Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I was standing on the mountain, back against the world
Left it all behind me, how my life had turned Seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin Don't let it turn against you, drive you down again Caught up in the moment, accelerated dream Possessed by a notion of how my life should be All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on All you true believers You gotta move on with your life, yeah Pick up your pretty head, girl, stop crying to yourself Run into the wild places far from here We are darker angels, black lighting in our heads We are far beyond the moment, too far to care Standing on the mountain, our backs against the world When we leave it all behind us, how our lives have turned, whoa-oh All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, yeah, c'mon now All you true believers You gotta move on with your life, whoa-oh I believe that it shines... I was standing on the mountain, my back's against the world Left it all behind me, and how my life had turned I seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin Don't let it turn against you and drive you down again All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, whoa, yeah All you true believers You gotta move on with your lives, whoa-whoa I got a mortal skin Got a mortal life Wanna be immortalized Living in forever skies I wanna live forever, yeah I got a mortal skin Got a mortal life Wanna be immortalized Living in forever skies I wanna live forever Got a mortal life Got a mortal skin Wanna be immortalized 12. My Bridges Burn Music by The Cult Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Shaking your fist, yeah
Do you feel like a man? Got a rock in your pocket Got the girl by the hand Flick the bird to the world, yeah 'Cause the world is your plan Don't stand still for no one Don't take it, take it, take it All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn Hang your head 'till tomorrow Look to the stars for your muse Yeah, the world's better mellow Yeah, you're judged by your shoes Yeah, your mouth is so dirty Since you were a kid Rise up like a flame Don't take it, take it, take it, take it All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, yay, well, my bridges burn Don't be a zero, be a hero A sex pistol, guitar hero Don't be a zero, you gotta be a hero A sex pistol, guitar hero All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, well, my bridges burn, yeah Be a hero, oh A sex pistol, oh An alert atomic bomb, yeah |