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Invocation
00:49
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Death Ray
04:29
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You don't push me, I push you. The push of a button and you're through. And everyone you knew.... has gone away. They've all succumbed to the death ray, to the death ray. Your face is so strange; I'll try not to stare. But hey, I have eyes. I have eyes everywhere.... Everywhere. No knife to run you through - still will bury you. I've no swords to run you through; still will bury you, bury you with the death ray. Watch what you say. Watch what you say.... Your face is a cage; I'm trapped in a stare. But wait. In your eyes, I have spies everywhere.... Everywhere.
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Devil In The Details
05:59
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No one knows the answers to your questions. Turn the screws till the blood runs out. No one cares for the lame excuses; throw them in the river and see if they drown. Devil's in the details. Spill your guts and you'll be fine, Idle hands can lead you to the gallows, let me show you where to sign. Change your ways, or maybe it's too late. It's past the time to pretend you're strong. There, there.... Your struggling excites me. We've got you to rights, right or wrong. Devil's in the details. Spill your guts and you'll be fine. Idle hands can lead you to the gallows. Let me show you where to sign.
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Kid Icarus
03:42
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City spreads her fingers, all busted and strange. Open up your dusty wings and fly away. When you fall, we'll be there to pick you up. When you fall, we'll be there to pick you up.... Summer burns the sky up right before our eyes. Twist and turn, you live and learn to live to high. When you fall, we'll be there to pick you up. When you fall, we’ll be there to pick you up.... Pick you up..... Pick you up....
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Burned Bridges
04:08
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Take your pills and pay your bills. We are keeping you alive. Don’t bite the hand that feeds. The hand that feeds will press the pillow down till you’ve lost all your fight. You’ve burned your bridges down; who can reach you now? Are you soft in the head? Are you spinning out? Spinning out.... Some advice: start thinking twice. Your struggling makes it worse. Don’t make us strap you down. We’ll strap you down and fill your tiny veins with more than you are worth. You’ve burned your bridges down; who can reach you now? Are you soft in the head? Are you spinning out? Spinning out.....
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Pale Rider
04:49
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Can’t get blood from a stone. You’re a long way from home. Unlucky you, lost and alone.... Alone. It’s alright if you’re afraid. I would be too in your place. Pale rider. It’s too late to call a friend, but I’ll stay with you till the end. And you thought you were on the mend.... Think again. It’s alright if you’re afraid. I would be too in your place. Pale rider. Riding through the bones. Carry you home. Pale rider....
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Doppelganger
04:38
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Someone else is inside my skin, and I can’t win. Foreign blood pumping through my veins; it’s rushing in. I feel you; do you feel me? We’re the same; it’s destiny. We have the same face, and we’re in the same place at the same time, of two minds, one brain. Take the cage from around my heart; I’ll fly away. Take the breath from my lips because it’s yours anyway. It’s a long way down from where we are.... It’s a long way down from here. We have the same face, and we’re in the same place at the same time, of two minds, one brain. We have the same face, and we’re in the same space at the same time, of two minds, one brain.
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Thought Control
05:24
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In your darkest hour, it took you over. Good thing that we showed before you went under. Cut you down through the middle, what might we find? Sinister foreign efforts to steal your mind.... Thought control keeps you wound tight. Thoughts take hold and you can’t fight. Step into the light; we’re here to save you from what’s at your door, scratching to get through. Open up your veins and what might we find? Sinister foreign efforts to steal your mind.... Thought control keep you up at night. Thoughts take hold and you can’t fight. You can’t fight. You can’t fight. I can’t fight.
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Too Much Light
04:19
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Too many faces seem to blend together. Too many lies we tell ourselves whenever. There’s too much light in my eyes for me to see your face.... Too many vultures seem to find us here. Too many shadows whisper in our ears. There’s too much light in my eyes for me to see your face one more time, one more time.... Your signal’s breaking up. Your signal’s breaking up.... There’s too much light in my eyes for me to see your face one more time. Your signal’s breaking up. Your signal’s breaking up....
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7th Son
04:00
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In the middle of nowhere, out where the cops won’t go, down with the rocks and worms, is a secret you should know. Let’s go for a ride. We’ll meet up tonight. I can fill you in on everything. When it’s your will I bend, how the poison stings.... If there’s a place inside your heart, after all is said and done, will you run away with me, or will you just run? Will you just run? Let’s go for a ride. We’ll meet up tonight. I can fill you in on everything. When it’s your will I bend, how the poison stings.... Deep inside your mind, you’ve known all this time. You waited for me to say it first. You know my best.... Can you handle me at my worst?
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The Magician
04:43
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Came in from the wind, your ticket got you in. Curtains pulled apart, that’s how it started. Who wants to disappear? Can I get a volunteer? There’s not a thing to fear. So let the show begin. Try not to move around till the swords can be slid in.... Once I close the door and you fall through the floor, no use looking back, your past is over. You want to drift away through the skirts and legs, underneath the stage with the brooms and spiderwebs. There’s not a thing to fear. So let the show begin. Try not to move around till the swords can be slid in....
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Ejector Seat
03:39
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You’ve been away for song long we forgot your face. So much to say, but lost it in the paperchase. Does it drag you down, up in the clouds? You’re burning all your fuel out. They will chew you up with everyone you loved, even as you rain death from above. Systems check, deep behind the battle lines. Hit the eject, fires in the godless sky. Let us fill you in. Your next of kin can never know the shit you’re in. Still we’ll chew you up with everyone you loved, even as you rain death from above. Above.... You rain down. Above.... You rain down. You’ve been away for song long we forgot your face. So much to say, but lost it in the paperchase.
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Witch
06:53
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No one in this town we can trust. One of them put a spell on us. We should watch each other’s backs; we could wind up on the rack. Put this round your neck. Don’t tempt fate. Circle on the floor will keep you safe from the witch.... Who’s to blame? Our crops are dead. Who’ll exclaim “off with their heads?” We’re the victims, but they’re scared of us. I’m afraid they’ve got our numbers. Put this round your neck. Don’t tempt fate. Circle on the floor will keep you safe from the witch.... A stone beneath my pillow - a hex on me. Too dark to find the way by candlelight. There are beasts among the trees. There are beasts among the trees, and the witch....
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M. Hyder Queens, New York
I was made to love magic, but I’m no magician. I am fascinated by belief, but I am not a believer. I make things.
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