1. TURN THE CRIMSON TIDE

Sanity like a kite string
Fatal flaws the wind brings
Can you hear the canary sing?
As its lowered down the mine.
... Of magic spells and heather rings
Lost in the mists of time
Echoes, echoes, echoes
Echoes like a lovers call.

Who'd you know who'd know such things
Who - You, you - Who'd know such things
Who'd you know who'd know such things
Mystics, witches, lords or kings.

Who - Who - Who - Madness
All the pride before the fall
The victimless of crime

Who'd You know who'd know such things
Who - You, you - Who'd know such things
Who'd you know who'd know such things
Mystics, witches, lords or kings.

Turn - Turn the crimson time
Turn - Turn - Turn the crimson time
Sanity like a kite string....

Can you hear. Can you hear the canary sing?
Can you hear. Can you hear the canary sing?
Can you hear. Can you hear the canary sing?
Can you hear. Can you hear the canary sing?

Open like a market stall
All bowed down to those enthral
Victory to those with gall
Turn - Turn the crimson time
Turn - Turn - Turn the crimson time.


2. BELT OF SKIN

She wore black PVC
Like a skin disease
She wore leather boots
And was hard to please

Voodoo doll - Voodoo doll
Voodoo doll - Voodoo doll
Voodoo doll - Devil's moll
Voodoo doll of a thousand nightmares
Voodoo doll of a thousand blades

Belt of skin
She had a jacket of flesh
And a belt of skin
She had an air of death
That came - Came from within

Voodoo doll - Devils moll
Hung for the innocence
That she stole.
Hung for the innocence

Belt of Skin
Hung for the innocence
That she stole.
She had silver studs
And a polished gum
She had scars on her arms
She hid from the sun.


3. CANVAS

Like a painted personality...
Like a Sainted divinity
Upon a stunted cross
....Canvass - Made of stone

Like a painted personality on a canvass
You lied - You killed and found
Yourself standing on your own
You didn't hear the innocent
With their dark and desperate tone
And now you sit here waiting
Amongst the blood and bone

Canvass - You didn't see the payback
Canvass -You didn't feel the loss

You never saw the consequence
You never - Never gave a toss

Last ghost...
Last ghost in the machine
Last ghost...
Last ghost in the machine

Who paid for every treachery
Who never knew the cost
You never saw the consequence
You never - Never gave a toss

Last man standing
Last man standing
You never - Never gave a toss
You never saw the consequence
Never gave a toss

Canvass - You didn't see the payback
Canvass - You didn't feel the loss
Canvass - Canvass - Canvass - Canvass.


4. SULPHUR

You can wear fine clothes
And dine at the feast
Go to all the best shows
But you are still a beast
They can hide behind their evil charm
Their glib never seems to cease
Have a beautiful girl on either arm

We see behind this fucking sham
We see behind your yellow eyes
We see beyond their shallow lies
We see behind your poisoned bile
We see beyond your crooked smiles

You can a drive fast car
A Ferrari at least
Have a date with a star
Have a date with a star
See the fallen soul of man
See the fallen soul of man
See the fallen soul of man
See the fallen soul of man
You can wear fine clothes
And dine at the feast
Go to all the best shows
But you are still a beast.


5. BRINK

Your standing on the edge of decision
And your heart is dead and your eyes won't open
Cause the cold wind has bitten far to deep
For you to feel the warmth of life again
The petty indecision of yesterday trial
Bites at the knowledge of an empty dream
No-one listen to your pleads for peace
And no-one will here your silent scream.

On the brink....

To comfort and deceive with soft promises
While you walk that narrow path of glass
And pray that God will deliver you
From the inconsistent attitude of angry flies.
Looking down a tunnel of terminal black
No escape door or panacea for the soul
Just the treachery of repetition
And the misconception of deliverance
Now the time has come to swing the pendulum
And cast the die of fatal choices

On - Off - On - Off
On off days in the winter - Brink.

Time has flown away
And your lonely
As a shipwrecked fool.
You realize...
Lonely as a shipwrecked fool
You realize...the experience of politics
Is just cheap psychology on the sly.


6. SOUR SOUP

Eating humble pie
On a platter made of sorrow
All our pained tomorrows
All our dark thoughts in the night
Drinking greens and blues - Blues and greys

Drowning in the way
Dreaming of yesterday
In a testube rack of pain

Sour soup - Sour soup of tears and no hope
Sour soup - Sour soup of tears and no hope

Walking on a shredded path
To go and go again
From rock to deep blue sea
Hard sun and pure acid rain.
Sour Soup

All of our dark thoughts in the night
All our pained tomorrows eating humble
And buried on a deserted moor...
Sorrow - Nothing heard nothing said
Sorrow - In a coffin lined with lead
Sorrow - Nothing heard and nothing said
Sorrow...

Lining lungs with fucking black shit
The throat - Its got a noose around it
Inhaling all this fucking horror
The throat - Its got a noose around it


7. MONKEY DISEASE

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8. URBIA

Overhung mornings and nights of long knifes
Backstreet bondage with the stepford wives
Seersucker suits and little white lies
Its 10 miles to hell as the crow flies

Urbia - Urbia - Urbia - Urbia

Mundane evenings and days of despair
Half baked brain

Urbia - Urbia - Urbia - Urbia

Half baked brain
Overhung mornings and nights of long knifes
Backstreet bondage with the stepford wives
Seersucker suits and little white lies
Its 10 miles to hell as the crow flies

Urbia - Urbia - mindset like a drain
Urbia - Urbia - like the one track train
Urbia - Urbia - Urbia - Urbia
Urbia - Urbia - Urbia - Urbia

Half baked brain
You've never been sane
When your already dead


9. REACTION RED

When I showed you all of my prayer books
The ones that were written by the hanged
Taken from the reverend
Turned on by desperation
You asked about salvation
Like you had a plan
Your twist and turn and feed on
The darker side of man
When I showed you my gallery of
Executions of this world
Snapshots of the disbelieving
About to meet their end
You asked about the cruelty
And how the death camps ran
You think you really understand
The darker side of man
When I showed you my collection of heads
Stolen from people with dreams of their own
Your just curious and drawn to
The darker side of man.

Reaction red - Reaction red
Reaction red - Reaction red

You think you really understand
The darker side of man.


10. EX-CATHEDRA

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