Vice Grip Throttle

Ashes Of Eden

When the dust had settled after the fray, all we knew had turned to ashes, burned to black and gray.
Those that remained glared and pointed out blame, but they all agreed that there could simply be no other way.

Today, the light has come.  Tomorrow, it will be gone.

All the dead that once were willing-offering their hands for killing suffered, all, a martyr's death.  And cursing with their final breath.

Today, the light has come.  Tomorrow, it will be gone.
Today, the light has come.  Tomorrow, it will be gone.

My eyes are heavy from the light.  Breath burning acrid in the night.
Sleepless I search for the answers.  For a way to make it right.

Today, the light has come.  Tomorrow, it will be gone.
Today, the light has come.  Tomorrow, it will be gone.

I reach through the wall, following the call of something just behind the veil:  nothing I can see at all.
But then it grabs my arm, says "don't be alarmed.  You may feel the pain we suffer, but you'll not be harmed."

Where do I go?  When will I see?  How much pain will finally bring those visions back to me?  Where do I go?

I reach through the wall, following the call of something just behind the veil:  nothing I can see at all.
But then it grabs my arm, says "don't be alarmed.  You may feel the pain we suffer, but you'll not be harmed."

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Drop Your Halo

Wait-I think I've heard this all before:  20 times a day, and I ain't hearing it no more.
I know that this is work, but you've turned it into Hell, and I have a feeling that I'll have to see you there as well.
Condescending asshole, you've perfected your trade.  I've heard this all as well, that sad-song's been played.
You know, I've been here all along.  The axe is gonna fall, be it right or wrong.

Life lingers on, we're gonna feed you to the masses.
You've lived WAY too long, but I'm not through with you yet.

A fuck-up on your part ain't no emergency on mine.
A suck-up is your real part and you play it to the nines.
I'm tired of this game.  It's all been played.
Now the boot is coming down and you're the one to blame.

Life lingers on.....

We drop our pitchfork, you drop your halo.  We cut the bullshit and watch the pain go.
We wipe the sweat away.  You lose your CK.  We'll leave our flesh-suits and wash the pain away.

Ten years of torture, twenty-five to go.  We've endured so much more than you'll ever know.
Envy the darkness.  Lust for the moonlight.  We've touched the sadness, but we'll be all right.

We drop our pitchfork, you drop your halo.  We cut the bullshit and watch the pain go.
Envy the darkness.  Lust for the moonlight.  We've touched the sadness, but we'll be all right.

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El Innundacion

It hasn't rained in years.  Weatherman says it will today.
The river in my backyard is more like a desert graveyard.
Hard-pan Earth, cracked like a broken mirror.  It's cracked again.
A metro for the lizards.  A Mecca for all that crawls.

Earth and sky, will they ever leave me alone?

Rain finally comes, falling like shards of glass.
It hurts more than it heals, like learning how not to love.
It washes away nightmares and dreams alike.  Wash them away again.
Excitement surges through me.  Don't think I've ever been so afraid.
I'm so afraid now.

Earth and sky, will they ever leave me alone?
Live and die in this wasteland that we call home.
Earth and sky, will they ever leave me alone?
Live and die in this wasteland that we call home.

The river runs again.

Earth and sky, will they ever leave me alone?
Live and die in this wasteland that we call home.

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Gutbucket

You think you're done now?  You've only just begun.  And when you're done with that, you'll get another one.
I'll make you start again if you don't make some noise.  This is what separates the men from the boys.
When you address me, only sir will do.  You're my property until your learnin's through.
I'm your mentor, your only concern.  I've now forgotten more than you will ever learn.
Watch your step, son.  I'll put you in your place.  Doused with cold reality like a wet-slap in your face.
You need a bucket of guts to play this game.  If you fuck it up you'll wish you never played.

I'll never let you surrender now.

Turn your blood to ice.  Put the fire in your eyes.

I'll never let you surrender now.  I'll never let you surrender now.

Turn your blood to ice.  Put the fire in your eyes.

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Stuck On Low

The machine's breaking down.  The words no longer make sound.
Is there anyone out there at all?  Someone who won't let me down.
Again.

All my life I've reached for something, bled the tears that my wounds cry.
Now it seems I'm running out of time trying to regain my life.
The ladle pours my soul, oh yeah.
I still can feel them burning, tearing me from the inside.
But it seems I've only just come back to life, how can I fight?
The ladle pours my soul, inside its just another hole.

I know I shouldn't be responding to the voices in my head.
I guess it ain't so bad, ya know-being dead.
The ladle pours my soul.  I look inside, its just another hole.

The machine's breaking down.  The words no longer make sound.
Is there anyone out there at all?  Someone who won't let me down.

Opened my eyes today to a world that seems to have switched the locks while I's away.
Much to my surprise, I'm forced to only see the light through everybody
Else's eyes.

Someone who won't let me down.  Someone who won't let me down.

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Thunderhead

Solomon Grundy, SMASH!!!

The energy of hate and anger's falling from the sky.
Powered-up by all of us with murder, greed, and lies.
Understand that no one's safe, and no one's innocent.
Witness the embodiment of our dark descent.

Judgment falls, trees are burning.  Thunderhead is returning
All our blackness upon our heads so we can recycle them again.

Sit a watch the whipping fury blotting out the sun.
Pounding out our own aggressions felt by everyone.
When its through, we resume to murder, hate, and kill.
Thunderhead's an atmospheric gas tank we refill.

Judgment falls, trees are burning.  Thunderhead is returning
All our blackness upon our heads so we can recycle them again.

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Wurm

Hear the thunder rolling through the hills in the black of night.
Dealing out Hell, on the backs of the damned they ride.
It's not a lust for blood that drives them out of their holes.
They are not of flesh and bone, they can only devour souls.
There's no hiding, there's just dying.
No Heaven where you'll go.
No more singing, screaming, or crying.
You'll meet them down below.  Meet them down below.

Reach out, touch the void.  You'll never find a way.  You'll never find a way.
From the time you fell away, we cannot speak your name.  You have become the nameless.

Lay down, go to sleep.  Pray that your soul's to keep.
If you die before you wake your soul is their's to take.

Face them, face your fate.  All desires burn away.  All desires burn away.
Kneel down on the dust.  You'll never see the sunrise.  You'll never see the sun.  Rise.

Lay down, go to sleep.  Pray that your soul's to keep.
If you die before you wake your soul is their's to take.

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Zero Over Zero

Hear the sound, sound of the end, end of it all like a head-cracked engine.
See the world, its moving on.  Moving on boy-right on, no shit.
Feel the waves and the pulse.  Throttle sticks, engine falls silent.
Breathe the air of the end, end of it all, the all-and-the-nothing.

Bitch of it all, it starts again.  Life don't stop, it just pretends.

Hear the moan, moan and the grind, grinding of the gears that have never been oiled.
See the soul of your world, where you live-is it finally ending?

Low.

This is how we see the sun-face down on the ground.
This is how all life is done-face down on the ground.

Low.


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