1. WELL IF THE EARTHS ARE STOPPED, THEN THE FOX FACES THE HOUNDS

I shake the dust from off myself
And set my face like flint.
Scorch the thorns entangling me
And pull me closer into you,
Because this city’s full of devils
And the streets clad with coal.
I remember every waking day
As I chewed on your soul.

On and on,
A recollection of our failure.
On and on,
Forget the past,
we’re moving onward!
Tell my devils I’m never coming back

I can see that your motives are not pure,
And I feel ashamed.
I can see that your motives are not pure,
They’re not yours!

Throw the stones,
They weigh heavy in your hands! (x2)

On and on,
A recollection of our failure.
On and on,
All the people crushed on the threshing floor.

I can see that your motives are not pure,
And I feel ashamed.
This body, a burning building,
It’s nothing but flesh and bone.
This body, a burning building,
Turn and run or face the hounds.
Face the hounds!

Tell my devils I’m never coming back.


2. THE JUNGLE

Can you point us all
To something to run from
They’re biting at our heels
Can you point us all
To something to run from
And slay us if you will

We soak our tattered shirts
With our brothers’ blood
Instead of ringing out,
It clings to us
The snares we set
Only trapped the dead
And the chains never wash away,
They just sink further into the mud

The tombstone to the casket
All hell in a hand basket
Pray the chains cut deep, cut deep

Can we cast our demons out to sea,
Drowning the savagery
Punch our fists straight through the ceiling
Yeah, we’ll take the heat
We suffer to the beat
Then release our beasts on the streets

We soak our tattered shirts
With our brothers’ blood
Instead of ringing out,
It clings to us
The snares we set
Only trapped the dead
And the chains never wash away,
They just sink further into the mud

Pray the chains cut deep, cut deep
Pray the stains sink deep, sink deep

What will be left that is not hell's,
When we've destroyed the world ourselves?

We destroyed the world ourselves
Don’t look back if you’re gonna rebel
Bring in the cavalry
Bury your infantry
Prepare your graves, but don’t stop,

Bring in the cavalry
Bury your infantry
Prepare your graves, but don’t stop running.


3. PANHAMMER

Come on, come on,
Are you a dead man?
Pull up your skirt,
We’re on a mission.
Who said we've won?
We need a hero not a politician.

Don’t you know our legs will never carry us far enough
When we've put our faith in a map
A blind man drew for us
The attrition of this nation will seal its fate
Light of the world, illuminate!

Pow!
Oh yeah!
Won’t you blind us all?
Oh yeah!
Show us your scars!

Oh yeah!
Won't you blind us all?
Oh yeah!

My hounds were bred of the golden kind,
So flew’d, so sanded,
Follow the march to the end of the world,
Two by two.

Dead man, what are you waiting for?
Dead man, get a hold of yourself and pull some swagger!

Come on, come on,
Are you a dead man?
Pull up your skirt,
We’re on a mission.
Who said we've won?
We need a hero not a politician.

Oh yeah!
Show us your scars!


4. I AM THE LION

Son of mine,
Can you hear the sound
Of this repetition as clockwork?
I’m always peeling back your skin
To rip these legions from your heart.
Every scar you leave yourself
Is a jewel in the making.
I would give new passion,
Yet you've turned your back.

A devil of details cut your throat.
You’re so addicted.
You’ll swing the hammer,
And I’ll turn your nails to gold.

A devil of details
You’re so addicted.
You’ll swing the hammer,
And I’ll turn your nails to gold!

You will know my voice
When the hair on your neck stands up.
I opened this door,
And I will bring the end.

All gives way,
And all will fall to their knees
And beg for Grace.
Son of mine, these letters,
I swear, have not been burnt.

My heart, a child trembling
At the sight of his wake,
Is longing to rest in the hollow of your hand.
I know now what it is to be helpless,
Like a foot on my neck to the ground,
I'm longing to rest
In the hollow of your hand.

Here I am,
I await you!

My heart, a child trembling
At the sight of his wake,
Is longing to rest in the hollow of your hand.
I know now what it is to be helpless,
Like a foot on my neck to the ground,
I'm longing to rest
In the hollow of your hand.

You will know my voice.
Here I am,
I am the lion!

Clear the path,
I am the lion.
You brood of snakes,
I am the lion!


5. GRACE DISGUISED BY DARKNESS

I’ve felt their lives slip through my fingers.
Now I watch them circle the drain.
With breath like the torrent
They sink, sink to the bottom.

I’ve wasted so many chances,
My efforts’ not a drop in the barrel.
With a body like a boulder
I sink, sink to the bottom.

I've shown my teeth
And have had them kicked in one too many times.
In my yearning He split the rock,
And the water gushed forth.

A voice keeps yelling, a voice keeps yelling
“This is where your proud waves end”
My fingers trace lines,
On the surface I’m consumed.
The sinking feeling, the sinking feeling
“This is where your proud waves end”
I take my first step,
I’m thrown over the edge.

I tried to walk on the water,
But now I just swim

They slipped through my fingers.
Now I watch them circle the drain.
With breath like the torrent
They sink, sink to the bottom.
I've wasted so many chances,
My efforts’ not a drop in the barrel.
With a body like a boulder
I sink, sink to the bottom.

I scream your name.
Are you outside of your wrath?
Oh God, I scream your name.

And amongst the pile of dead…

I see a light split the water from the heavens,
And I feel God glowing inside me,
My heart shakes with the music of the spheres.
I no longer tremble in fear,
For redemption has found me,
And in redemption comes the overflow