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Our Lady, Babylon
03:59
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She descended from the heavens
With no choir to sound her coming
Skylines melting, screams of panic
And we’ve all seen it turning
Out like this, my god
What have we become
Out loud, we sing in ancient tongues
A song of the promised end...
Revelation comes for each and every one of us
Burn, (burn), burn my love
And take what you…
Deserve, (serve), in turn, from us
It’s not like we have…
Earned, (earned), earned all that much
So it’s said that you cleansed the
Earth, (earth), earth of all it’s rust
On the day that…
She ascended from the depths and
She brought her hatred burning
Seven kings bowed low before you
And we’ve all seen it turning
Out like this, my god
What have we become
Out loud, we sing in ancient tongues
A song of the promised end...
Burn, my love
And take what you
Deserve in turn from us
It’s not like we have
Earned all that much
So it’s said that you cleansed the
Earth of all it’s rust
At least that’s what we’ve heard right?
And it’s what we’ve learned right?
And it’s not like the kings and the priests
Could have came along and then changed your words right?
Well of course they did
They made a mess of it
Of your name
Of course they did
They made a mess of it
Of your name
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2. |
Behold, A Pale Horse!
03:29
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I remember what it feels like to bleed
But I’ve forgotten what it felt like to believe
In anything except for what I've been force fed
Against my will (against our wills) resembling the fucking dead
From the sermon of the serpent in the pews
To the puppets who perpetuate the program on the news
To the prophets and the poets who were just as blind as you
And the ashes in the wake of a flame let loose now…
I’ve forgotten what it felt like to bleed
I remember what it feels like to believe
And you’ll remember what it feels like to bleed
Cause I’ve forgotten what it felt like to concede
(So let them bleed)
Your time’s up and so it was; in comes the flood
Your time’s up and so what’s done is done
Your time’s up and so it was; covered in mud
Your time’s up and so what’s done is done
Ohh Yeah!!!
I always knew that the things you taught me
Would some day come back to haunt me if I dropped my guard
So a plague upon thee, all the ones who brought me
To the edge of the earth where I stand and observe
For myself that you’re full of shit
Ohh, fuck you!
I’ll stand my ground (stand my ground) for whatever that means
(whatever that means)
Against the odds that were made for me
And the blood of the saints will be spilled on the way
From the garden to the grave
Mark my fucking words
Let it be known
Your time will come
I said
Mark my fucking words
Let it be known
That your time will come
Soon
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3. |
Pushing Daisies
03:26
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Doomed to fall apart
from the very start
I've grown worried
Of the fractures in my fucking heart
From what you gave to them
And what you took from me
I guess the straws never really broke evenly
And we could cut the fucking tension with a knife
Act nice, and pretend that everything is still fine
But what’s the point when I’m staring down a loaded gun
And suffocating in the middle of the webs you spun
Why are we pretending
These were good decisions
When we know this isn’t
Working out (good riddance)
How could I take more
(More of this)
How could I make more
(More of this)
How could I be sure
(Sure of this)
When everything you do’s another stab at my back
Its apparent that you give less of a shit every single day
(I guess that we weren’t meant to be)
So why the fuck do I even contemplate staying
And it’s so easy to see
THIS IS OVER - whether you see it or not
THIS IS OVER - No matter how hard that we’ve fought
THIS IS OVER - whether you like it or not
THIS IS OVER - In spite of the wars that we fought
You’ll be happy when I’m pushing the daisies up
So lay the past to rest
Call it quits and ask
If it meant so much
Why’d it end so fast?
How could I take more
(More of this)
How could I make more
(More of this)
How could I be sure
(Sure of this)
When every move I made was a mistake to you
Its apparent that you give less of a shit every single day
(I guess that we weren’t meant to be)
So why the fuck do I even contemplate staying
And it’s so easy to see
You’ll be happy when I’m pushing up daisies
So lay, (lay), lay, lay me to rest
So that you can finally be happy
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4. |
Dead Man's Hand
03:19
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Wait
You better think about what you’re going to say
Don’t let yourself get carried away
End up in a grave that you dug with a spade shaped by the moves you’ve made
I won’t turn my cheek any more
I won’t leave it behind closed doors
(and you’ll be sorry)
When your face meets the fucking floor boards
I will put you into the ground
If you don’t quit running your mouth
I'll feed you to Hades' hounds
And show you what I am about
The future, the past, and all that you’ve shown to us
Now stand up and say it straight from the chest
Cause if you feel like you feel, then we should sort out this mess
And if you don’t think that it should be addressed
Then fuck off, or get fucked, and fucked up like the rest of them
This will be your final lesson
There will be no second chances here
And there will be blood shed now
Blood shed now
Pick yourself up and go back into the hole
You crawled out of and don’t bug me anymore
Its clear to see that I’ve got no patience left
We both know that there's no aces in your deck
You played your chances, poked your fun and still lost
You’ll be reminded of the fucking line you crossed
So use your words, cause I’ma use these fucking hands
To guarantee that you wind up a deadman
I will put you into the ground
If you don’t quit running your mouth
I’ll feed you to Hades’ hounds
And show you what I am about
The future, the past, and all that you’ve shown to us
Stand up and say it
Like you meant it for once
Wait
You better think about what you’re going to say
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5. |
So It's Settled?
04:31
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Let’s go!
In order to grow you gotta cut the bad fruit off of the tree
pull up the weeds and plant a different row of seeds
All my words, they escape me when we get too close to the truth
And every game that we play is another game I’m bound to lose
So I could ask myself
Why
Do we even try anymore
When all you want to do is
Settle a fucking score with
Someone that you called a friend...
So I’m guessing that this is the end
And if you don’t see it that way
Then I guess you should step up and give me a show of hands
Cause this is the last fucking chance
And if you don’t see it that way
Then I guess that we can count our losses and call it a day
So why do we even try anymore
When all you want to do is
Settle a fucking score with
Somebody that had your back
And our past, gets lost on me when someone asks
The facts, are clear as crystals
All my words, they escape me when we touch way too close to home
And every song that I sing is just another song you wish you wrote
So I guess that…
This, This is goodbye
So why can’t you see that this
This is goodbye for us
This, this is goodbye
So why can’t you see that this
This is goodbye for us
So I’m guessing that this is the end
And if you don’t see it that way
Then I guess you should step up and give me a show of hands
Cause this is the last fucking chance
And if you don’t see it that way
Then I guess that we count our losses and call it a day
In order to grow you gotta cut the bad fruit off of the tree
pull up the weeds and plant a different row of seeds
So why do we even try anymore
When all you want to do is
Settle a fucking score with
Somebody that had your back
And our past, gets lost on me when someone asks
The facts, are clear as crystals
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The Owl's Offering Clovis, New Mexico
The Owl's Offering is a two-man metalcore project that originally formed in the West Texas / Eastern New Mexico area. The band was created by Kyle Liddell and Parker Baum in 2021 when they set out to explore ways of blending various metal sub-genres together into their own unique sound. ... more
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