Thirty Pieces of Silver Lyrics

mouthful of spite

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the lamb

you better learn
you better run
you better hide
cause we’ve all got debts to pay
and while you sit and grow fat off the land
you’ll be the lamb on judgment day

you better turn ‘fore the door is closed
stick a foot or get locked away
cause they’re always the last to know
like the sheep who’ve paved the way

life… ebb away… life…
life… ebb away… life…

does no good to kick and scream
cause the hands have a death grip hold
and while you wait for the end of the world
just remember that you’ve been told

dinosaur steps

sign away for sorrow
dream toward the end
the fate was sealed inside the flames
with no way to know who to blame… blame yeah!

draw a little blood and a bone from your gullet
a scar for a tale to tell
it was knocked into shape by the form of a bullet
a bullet we all know well
cause we are fools that are running in rhythm denial
running like there’s something to gain
but it’s not done yet, it’s not done yet…
not with these ball and chains… chains!

whores of babylon

something wet and cold lingers deep in the heart
buried nearly forgotten it crawls in the dark
with malice and venom it slowly begins to climb
gone for your throat and coiled around your spine

pain… it’s calling you home
as the teeth, so go the bones
wail… like no one can hear
desperation fanning your fears yeah…

waiting is the worst part of losing it all
the agony multiplies a thousand times as time crawls
strip back the skin and the meat just to see what’s behind
nothing in nothing on nothing is all i can find

pain… it’s calling you home
as the teeth, so go the bones
wail… like no one can hear
desperation fanning your fears yeah…

the whores have come for their daily bread
feeding like the rats on your trash
better living or better dead?

angular shapes

if all you have
is all you need
then what’s the point
making it bleed?
bleed

it’s all control
it’s all fake
trying to suppress
oceans of hate
hate

yeah… yeah…

i shoulda saw it comin’ from miles away
i didn’t realize the answer was in front of me all the time
i just lived my life
slow drain from day to day
till it was burning inside
a blast furnace of the anger that i felt my entire life
give it up
or give it away
till it comes right back
into your fucking face
yeah… yeah…

tractor fuckin’ trailer

she’s a riddle – a curving road
she’s a steep hill – with a heavy load
she’s got her brights on – in the sun
she likes to control – every one

yeah

she’s a knock down – kick in the nuts
she’s a klepto – stealing your stuff
she’s double axeled – bends all ways
she’s on her period – for seventy days

yeah

she’s a negative – schemin’ liar
an old dragon – breathin’ fire
she’s got the brakes on – trying to drive
she’s got a heartbeat – of 185
yeah

the new black

it’s coming
as it rolls across the ground
spreading fear
along the way
and it’s too late
the sun rising
and it kills me
all the while

well i’ll ride when i’m able
and i’ll ride when i want
save me then…

no answer
as they turn their backs and walk
the stray eyes
of the insincere
behold two face
they’re all laughing
till it pulls ’round
and comes for them

well i’ll ride when i’m able
and i’ll ride when i want
and you’ll ride when you’re able
you’ll ride when i say so…

deadset and drowned in aim
run amok
teeth bared
year by year they peel away
roll to the floor
none spared

well i’ll ride when i’m able
and i’ll ride when i want
and you’ll ride when you’re able
you’ll ride when i say so
save me then…

swathe

you ain’t no saint
you cloak your sins
ride on their backs
and always win
you bend the rules
to suit your needs
your finest hour
is when you leave

you are the leech
suck off your friends
you hold them down
to meet your ends
you have no faults
except your greed
and every lie
in the air you breathe

break like the rabbit and run
the wolves you thought were sheep have slowly
turned and gained ground

you have no heart
inside your chest
a gaping chasm
a rats nest
and that is why
you parasite
pathetically you cling to life

break like the rabbit and run
the wolves you thought were sheep have slowly
turned and gained ground

you ain’t no saint
you cloak your sins
ride on their backs
and always win
you bend the rules
to suit your needs
your finest hour
is when you leave

lowest common denominator

any time or place
while the kingdom’s breaking
you can hear on the wind
the sound of tyrants shaking
like magic and gospel
they’re worlds away
everything that we have
will be the price that we’ll pay
come on and…

the end is… sure coming
the throngs all screaming running
the empire limping on one leg… lord… lord
the wounded are yearning
the buildings crumbling burning
the state with one foot in the grave… lord… lord

by the time it hits
we’ll be anesthetized
drawn to the fire
by the dollar signs
the great pacifier
dumb by design
it’ll take a cataclysm
to pull the wool from our eyes
come on and…

the end is… sure coming
the throngs all screaming running
the empire limping on one leg… lord… lord
the wounded are yearning
the buildings crumbling burning
the state with one foot in the grave… lord… lord

prey on pray on collide collide

the end is… sure coming
the throngs all screaming running
the empire limping on one leg… lord… lord
the wounded are yearning
the buildings crumbling burning
the state with one foot in the grave… lord… lord

the fabric tears at the seams
enigmas invade our dreams
we are all looking for the fall
the riddles not what they seem
the end can’t excuse the means
destruction coming for us all… yeah

toreador

from the first breath he held back
all the circumstance he lacked
the more you kick something
the more it moves
or keeps on kicking back
so long…

watch out for your so called friends
cause when your back is turned you may not notice
the bull will throw you if he can
when you believe you’re the sane one you… truly misbehave

constantly ignored the facts
at all technology he laughed
the more you drag something
you drag it down
and keep on digging tracks
so long…

watch out for your so called friends
cause when your back is turned you may not notice
the bull will throw you if he can
when you believe you’re the sane one you… truly misbehave

valley of the dogs

wide and low
keep it…

do you work all day – are you bought and sold?
can you drink the man under the table – and carry off his gold?
in the final hour – do you dare to make a sound?
better place your bets – cause the devil’s comin’ ’round

yeah
keep or lose your head
keep or lose your head
keep or lose your head
keep… it

do you walk a wire – through a million unclaimed dreams?
do you wrap the noose around your neck and let it spread its wings?
in your day to day – does the wrong take over the right?
better place your bets – cause the games begin tonight

yeah
keep or lose your head
keep or lose your head
keep or lose your head
keep… it

gentlemen, your languidness has spread
apathy has burrowed in your head

medicine to keep your blood red
innocence is good and dead

make your final bed
take your last sigh
welcome home your dread

look alive look you second best
down and out for so long
i never knew what the angels said
till they were all gone…

we don’t… we don’t mind
we don’t… we don’t mind

save yourself save the one you’re with
the head start on your last run
i never knew what the demons did
till they were all done

we don’t… we don’t mind
we don’t… we don’t mind