Stoned Jesus - The Harvest lyrics
Tracks 01. Here Come The Robots
02. Wound 03. Rituals Of The Sun 04. YFS 05. Silkworm Confessions 06. Black Church 01. Here Come The Robots
Yet another proposition I don't want this anymore
I'm getting away, getting away myself In this breeding game I see no point and I don't want to score This prison made, prison made (by) myself Here Come the Robots Yet another resolution still don't want this anymore I'm getting away, getting away myself In this breeding game I lost control and I don't want to score This prison made, prison made (by) myself Here Come the Robots 02. Wound
Getting outta my cage, feeling fluids of rage
Coming onto the stage where the show is on Waiting for the hurray, wasting another day Comes the mutual abuse, we don't need an excuse Like the dogs on the loose we go swinging on Now the bruises are shown, you'll be never alone All these words unspoken leave another wound Trying to open my mouth, but the words don't come out Even silence's too loud in this altered state Tired to keep it in, you are my phantom limb Now the balance is down, he is wearing my crown I can't say what I found, it would hurt us all And the harder his struck is the deeper you stuck All these words unspoken leave another wound All these resolutions leave too many wounds 03. Rituals Of The Sun
Voices from the Past, buried in the dust
Wisdom that we knew so true Buried in our grief, blessing the belief Worship to the stars and Mars Wisdom that we hide, bury deep inside Waiting for the day to come Waiting for the sign to commit in time Rituals of the Sun as one Rise up and fight for your Kingdom! Stand up and fight for your King! 04. YFS
Standing in line with the other fools
Hoping to get your share Never wondering who made up all these rules Like you don't even care Thought you could have been useful, a helping hand Bringer of the amends But for the people in your land It doesn't make any sense Rolling the dice, pulling all the threads Getting away as the wasteland spreads They've given you every chance to fail All I see now is Youth for Sale Now they're firing their guns, righteous words being said And no time left to think Your ignorance serves as your price to pay Learn to swim now or sink Feeding brothers with hatred, they're selling lies Buying crowds for a song But with the fire you've found inside You could stand on your own Poison is boiling in brainwashed minds But eye for an eye makes the world go blind Carry your cross, don't forget the nails All I see now is Youth for Sale How much would you charge for the concept Of society that is equal for all How much you'd give for an idea Of no media and no control How much would you offer To fulfill their continuous greed I'm not buying I'm not buying I'm not buying this shit! 05. Silkworm Confessions
Last night was a bummer, can't remember it at all
Stoned and dethroned I was falling down the hole Loaded I hit the road to reach the point of no return Gather the stones Hunted from up above Saved by the ones below Angels on my shoulders took me higher to the space Sweating, pirouetting, vanishing without a trace Knowledge from the stone age 'till these years have lifted me up I flew like runaway rocket, I spun like lost acrobat Torn from all I have I had to choose from very start Caught in endless trip I kissed the lips of every god Harvest of souls Rising from down below Now you're The One Who Knows Oh rip The Harvest on your own You're reaching the secrets of life As you feel the water crawls Oh rip The Harvest on your own You're playing with the essence of being As you feel the water crawls 06. Black Church
Worn and confused, miserable man
You've got your blues, routine and pain You found your sanctuary, a house on the hill You got no doubts now and you never will Yeah Now when you're here, leave all behind Cliches and fears of common mind You searched for freedom, a place serene We've got to offer what you've never seen Yeah The path of life had gone astray Ruin and decay Devoid of sins, nothing to lose Not knowing what to choose Your soul is lost, you're not the one You don't know what you've done The undertaker lights his torch Welcome to Black Church! |