MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
oh, sleeper - a banquet for traitors
Again, I wake to you...
Stand up, these feet are so far from clean.
I'm undeserving of the strength in your arms used to save me.
But years passed when I saw Eve next to me, she's wrapped in low-cut, dripping sensuality.
I remember the host, but it's been so long since we spoke.
He said, "My son, you can hold perfection in your arms if you wish." but I sit at a banquet for traitors
placed here between a thief and a liar.
"Just run and hold perfection in your arms as I slip..." but I'll make you the god of a liar cause I've been both a saint and a viper.
I'll make you the god of a liar.
I am a lie, just like these traitors that cry for forgiving replies but keep their grips held tight.
Though my eye's on Eve you're ready to bleed as if I'm royalty but I am no king. I am no king.
His life spilled like a tide so divine.
It was a blood soaked feast that never ceased as his veins dripped empty.
With such violent grace, the waves hit my face and in painful clarity I turned fearfully...
"What makes you think you can deserve me?
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN DESERVE ME?"
My host fell to His knees as paling lips pushed His plea...
"My son, you can hold perfection in your arms if you wish." but I sit at a banquet for traitors, placed here between a thief and a liar.
"Just run and hold perfection in your arms as I slip..." but I'll make you the god of a liar cause I've been both a saint and a viper.
By grace uneven, at the banquet portrayed, through death, this life is saved.
But I am no king! I am no...
"Open your eyes, child, your sea is changing."
oh, sleeper - breathing blood
Regaining consciousness under a swinging moon, he speaks of alliances that beckoned me long before the womb.
I've caused more wounds than I'm worth. I see now, you must not have heard...
I am the natural born killer.
There is freedom past your history.
"This air won't fill my lungs!"
Because you should be breathing blood.
See, this death, it was your victory so...
"Teach me to fill my lungs!" ...never stop breathing blood.
I had it all so very wrong, but I fought... I fought with only song.
God, I've tried... I'm trying like a beast all alone, but my words... my words have aired in poison.
Please teach me how to breathe because this air keeps failing my need.
Fill my lungs with what won't bleed from my enemies.
He said, "If death is victory how afraid of life can you be?"
I'm born a war machine not knowing which beckon to heed.
Will I rise as a tool for glory or be lost in dormancies?
I've regained consciousness under this swinging moon.
You filled my lungs and each breath heals this killer's wounds.
There is freedom past your history.
"But this air won't fill my lungs!"
Because you should be breathing blood.
See, this death, it was your victory so...
"Teach me to fill my lungs!" ...never stop breathing blood.
I hear him speaking to me. For the first time he cleared my head... that's when he said,
"Only cowards keep dormant their sleeping strength, and soon you'll find, only the fearless will reach their potential's peak."
(What will wing these words if even the air is poisoned?
If the air is poisoned, what will wing these words?)
"Tell me, if death is victory how afraid of life can we be?
If death is victory how afraid of life can we be?"
oh, sleeper - charlatan s host
Charlatan's Host
Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. And now that I'm alone, this burst of light
fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror. Your ill-bought greatness, he's seen it all from the frame.
One day you'll reap the seeds of a shadowed past, and I can only hope I'm there.
You tried to satisfy the thirst of a thousand ages,
But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity.
It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. Tell me, How can you sleep?
How can you just welcome the wine and throw out your nets?
You throw out your nets and set fame to bait the noose. Set fame to derail whats innocent.
Why spare the life of inglorious waste? Why let him live?
He's just hunting your own! How can you just sit there and watch?
"Because i love you more than you know. Look again and tell me what you see!"
In the window was me. The massacres were all me!
Oh God, please! Please! deliver the penalties for all of this from me.
I'm not finding justice, no warrant for mercy...
don't give up on me. Don't give up on me!
What happens when I turn and run again? And again, and again?
"I will forgive you."
And what happens when I lie to your face?
"I will forgive you."
Oh my God, I can be so defiant to some one who's arms stretch to me.
"I will forgive."
Don't give up on me! Don't give up on me!
"I have forgiven you!"
I'll awake to new purpose to fight this body.
No longer will I play the dark shepherd.
Let not my words be ripped from the throat of a horror.
Oh, forgiver! Where is justice in letting me live?
oh, sleeper - chewing the stitch
Oh my god, I can feel something moving
The air is still growing thick but it's soothing
I've done nothing to merit forgiving
But if the chance should arise and you hear me
Make my voice be the proof that they need
And my prayers even for the charge I've seen
I've never felt so alive
But when I touch you make a change in
I can't believe I'm alive
Passed your attempts to free the pain in
You ought to know
Shine above
A calloused heart can still be raised so
Sing and believe, let us know
You hold the voice that changes slaves
Oh the journey of ships are just starting
All the guilt and the shame of the games I played
Depths in my heart start to fade
And I will sing for every one of us
Forever drawn to a unchanging love
Feel the sick until you taste the blood
Find so much more when you're giving up
We're giving up
Giving up
We are monsters on our own (we are monsters on our own)
Banded together we'll overcome (banded together we'll overcome)
We are monsters on our own (we are monsters on our own)
Banded together we'll overcome (banded together we'll overcome)
Now that I've found you
I've never felt so alive
But when I touch you make a change in
I can't believe I'm alive
Passed your attempts to free the pain in
You ought to know
Shine above
A calloused heart can still be raised so
Sing and believe, let us know
You hold the voice that changes slaves
Don't expect us to apologize,
Rebel dogs in the spotlight
We want no truce
No truce or compromise
oh, sleeper - children of fire
We were born to fight!
Here I stand, my breath is baited waiting for the clouds to burst
I plead and scream, "come what may!"
Dear god, lift me up from this ground of pain
The heat has reached a degree that's bringing me to faint
My faith and sweat have remained to contend the grave
Despite the sting, we wait until you bring our fate
We're singing
We are the children of fire
We are the lions
We stayed when all else deserted
Because we were born to fight and fight and fight
I see you, tattered and bruised
You're the only ones who remained true
I hear your call through the thick of it all
You've waited so long for the rescue
Our time has come
I'm sweating red, I'm sweating red, I'm sweating red
I'm red, I'm sweating red, I'm sweating red, red, red
I'm sweating red, I'm sweating red, I'm red
I'm sweating red, I'm sweating red red red
It turns from blue,
The sky comes unglued
It falls to the earth as my answer
You're so far from rain, the lot will feel pain
As it singes their skin but for you it will soothe
What descends feels like heaven on my skin
Finally I am free to never breathe again
My body lifts from the ground I was rooted in
And I pass the spark as it races to the rest of them
We are the children of fire
We are the lions
We stayed when all else deserted
Because we were born to fight and fight and fight
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Ignite, ignite, ignite the world
Ignite, ignite, ignite the world
Ignite, ignite, ignite the world
Ignite the world and let it burn!
oh, sleeper - claws of a god
Brace yourself for the climb is steep
You'll need every ounce of brawn
For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed.
Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit
That justice will not begin to breed without smoke
Breed without smoke
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Beware
Beware for there's a zealot unleashed and sighting the end
Through a scope of righteousness that's blinded by blood on the lens
He won't stop until his claws reach his faults and he sees he's not the
Hands of god
He'll choke on the smoke
Choke on the smoke
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Keep close things you learned from the fall
Cast your wounds to heal without flaw
Cast your wounds
Cast your wounds or you'll choke on the smoke
Choke on the smoke
You'll choke on the smoke that you breathe from your own code
oh, sleeper - comissioned by kings
Give me your eyes so I can see through fire.
Give me your strength so I can stand so strong...
Now we walk on leathered skin to freedom.
The tempest roars but I am fearless.
With each step I crack and stretch and each breath is a sting to my chest.
My God, will this push bring purity or...
Bring out the dead! Bring out the dead!
Bring out what you will have bow down, and they will bow down.
"They're climbing, they're climbing through soil and earth."
They have my scent! "but you can stop them, I'm sure..."
Yes, I can best even the devil himself. "...but your pride has just made it worse.."
What writhing spite is unearthing here?
Why choose from prodigals a band of cowards to hoist your banner of love for the world to the slaughter?
"Just a crack, the smallest of flaws and your legs have now failed you to crawl.
You're, from the dirt, insurgent to warning, from lion to nothing at all.
Look and see, you're feeble and weak for your body fights only your heart.
Call to me and unleash the strength, your soul will begin to roar."
Give me your eyes so I can see through fire.
Give me your strength so I can stand so strong...
I breathe in your light and like fire my colors now light.
Though outnumbered by lines, we'll stay and fight.
When we reach the gates all you'll hear us say is,
"Bring out the dead! Bring out the dead!"
Bring out what you will have bow down and they will bow down.
oh, sleeper - dealers of fame
Now is the time, so gather your strength for the ride
This tale is to teach you the dangers that rest inside
A lust for the power provided by fame
"You can never stop us
We'll never have enough
The world will always fear us
The only key is fame fame fame
Don't ever try to save us
We'll prove we're always man enough
Look how they always chase us
All we need is fame fame fame."
Innocence turned its head at 19 as the two screamed,
"Don't try to save us
We'll prove we're man enough
Look how they chase us
All we need is fame fame fame"
You follow all the moths that chase the light you hold so high
You're carving up your soul to feed the distance of your flight
With every cut they lift you up
With every cut they lift you up
21 counts of murder and the public eye
She swings wide to open her arms and welcome the bribe
Behold, these are the monsters we've conjured
And they've both got to die
Let them rot
Let them rot
Let them rot
These are only a few for the list marches on
This fame is a drug and the addicts our gods.
But we measure their doses and give them a flame
So the charge is on us; we are the dealers of fame
You follow all the moths that chase the light you hold so high
Your carving up your soul to feed the distance of your flight
With every cut they lift you up
With every cut they lift you up
oh, sleeper - his name was bishop
With the dawn brings vision of the crawling field.
Riddled with vain attempts. All in a corpse, so familiar
But not my own.
This is the difference, between you and I.
We are the captive fighters.
But cuffs must hold stronger. Stronger than skin.
Oh, but until the drops number the floor I'll pull.
Cause I saw the gates,
And they're guarded by a greedy shield
And the most carnal of edge.
This is the difference. You've left on your own, so forlorn.
What have you done?! You've traded the chains,
And bought yourself a new crown.
Now there are no bars! Now there are no bars!
(Be ready) when lips reveal the knives a victim,
from light, becomes feed for the parched.
Bishop, you're as far from the cloth as the dogs.
And we share that familiar thirst.
Bishop, mouths wet with the thought of meat,
To tear and taste, but will it quench? It never does.
Oh our crest is the same, but it's a lie when you wear it.
It's a lie, but were still seen the same.
For the chain and the drops lure
And you, the captive fighter, with victory off your tongue.
Don't you see? Thats what you did.
When the weak looked up to you!
You fraud! Wear your crown of greed...
Light the pyre!
A fraud has been found!
Let it be known, this war will not be won
Without fire, without loss, or without a fight
oh, sleeper - hush yael
I hear them coming,
We'll hide here until we're safe.
Just hold tight to me,
Until they find what they need.
Hush little Yael,
I hear them leaving for the beach,
Where on the stone and sand,
Your sister finds her sleep.
Wet your jaws for the world,
We're going back to the darkest hours.
Where our kind has confirmed,
We are the masters of sin and slaughter.
On the 22nd day of the 4th month,
1979 warrants a judgement.
Because he came,
And he saw,
And this coward conquered a family asleep in their home.
Rise!
Rise!
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice!
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite.
We are,
We are the fearless,
The ruthless,
The heralds of our time!
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite.
We are,
We are the fearless,
The ruthless,
The heralds of our time!
She had to watch,
Him pull the trigger in her daddy's back,
Then put his face to the waves until he took his last.
Then he took her life with the butt of his gun,
Four years from when her life had begun!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Rise!
We are all weavers,
At the loom of slaughter.
But we will rise and make these victims our martyrs!
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite.
We are,
We are the fearless,
The ruthless,
The heralds of our time!
So lift your voices high,
Higher than the mountains of their spite.
We are,
We are the fearless,
The ruthless,
The heroes of our time!
Make him beg for his life!
Make him beg for his life!
He made me watch as my family died!
He'll never know what its like!
So cut him slow until his soul takes flight!
Hush Yael,
They found him and they put him in chains,
The one who broke our home,
Is finally feeling pain.
Hush little Yael,
I'm sorry your lungs are empty.
But in your new home,
That man will not be seen.
End him slow!
End him slow!
Make him feel the rocks,
That her temple rode!
End him slow!
End him slow!
End him slow!
oh, sleeper - i will welcome the reaping
Like maggots, they breed with headlines, dining the wounds in breathless cadavers.
Mirror blind and aimed for gold. Now watch a terror turn on its own.
They race. And they race to the carcass rot to feed.
And just past decay, this design delivers life, but they prefer to play cancer.
In chase for the sky, towers uprise. In fear, the earth quakes for what's forgot.
They cut like the butchers, with pride as their cleavers, as the tide prowls their shores.
They never listened when we screamed, "Wash the blood from your hands.
Rip off the veils. Wash the blood from your hands and run, see what you forgot."
Then the clouds met the sands as the cyclones began.
In epic charge rose the hordes, all branches and thorns.
As the stone from their walls broke legs as they crawled.
The stars had no mercy, they screamed for blood in their fall.
Six eyes pierce the night and now...
24 teeth in each of the 3 makes 72 white knives your new ending.
24 teeth in each of the 3 makes 72 white knives your new ending.
With every slaughter bring your kingdom home.
With every slaughter bring your kingdom home.
How are we deserving this pain we are feeling?
How are we deserving this pain with healing?
And on trails these symphonies of agony...
Cant you see? We're still demanding self-pity.
Look to the moves of the things surrounding.
We're the only ones, the only ones who keep from growing.
One day the reaping will return, and we'll be butchers no more.
Bring this slaughter home, and send everything above
oh, sleeper - in all honesty
Rest I have not found...
They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth.
They keep coming, keep coming, your children I feed off to keep awake...
Long enough to meet the next little sheep...
Long enough to meet the next to buy every word I preach.
It's like I was born to rip the flesh from her bones.
I'm forever stalking the streets for the next one.
I've found I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever.
I've found once a man lets virtue aside he finds sweet what follows.
I've found that I can run faster than guilt could ever.
"I'm bleeding while you're leading for my enemy."
How could you really think that I am worth this rescuing?
I wish I could be so much more than me.
"You could be the one who pleases me.
You could be, because I can reach through anything."
I wish I could be so much more than me.
"You could be the one who pleases me.
You could be... my arms are reaching."
You're reaching out to a dog that's tasted and turned.
Why? Why waste your time when I've found my strength in another?
Can you see more in me? Can you really see more than just a beast?
"I'm bleeding so you can be the one who pleases me!"
I'm sorry, but I just can't justify this rescuing.
"You can't see fairness as your clarity.
The better man is what your heart wants to be
but you rape every trusted chance I bring your way.
If justice you seek, in death it should be."
I wish I could be so much more than me.
"You could be the one who pleases me.
You could be, because I can reach through anything."
I want to believe. Will you take me?
"You could be the one who pleases me.
You could be, my arms are reaching."
I don't want to be the father who has to watch his daughter
be conned and stripped bare by a monster like me.
God, put me to sleep.
oh, sleeper - in the wake of pigs
It's make me sick that it's hard to distinguish
An honest leader who preaches a cause
That's not made, and not based
On the profit you'll receive from telling the world
What line divides you from the sinners
Who sow without growing believers
You point and you judge
Forgetting that their faith is molded by your name
So where am I to find
A voice that's pure and urging me to climb?
There's gotta be more, there's gotta be pigs
I've joined them and clawed at the ground for my feed
I've seen bloodshed but the words still remain
I laughed, I fled, I called, I cursed
I chased from surgeon to surgeon
But nothing has answered deserving faith
You are not alone, in the eye of the darkest storm
We are the lighthouse shining a lamp from the shore
To bring your journey home
You are not alone, use this song to lead you home
We are what's left of the love that can pierce through the callous
Life you spent unturned
We are the legacy, that's sent to bring, the answers that you hold
You're not alone
If you can hear this song
The battle has been won!
Don't go, don't go!
I've gotta use your voice to light the way back home
'cause I need to see, I need to breathe
So much more than my kind is offering
Where am I to find
The voice that keeps urging me to climb?
I need to hear it again or I'll lose sight of land and be swept... my chance
To divide
Falling close to the shadows
Unleash your will to survive
Make every step draw you closer
To be the hero you've always denied
Where is your voice coming from
Show me a sign I can trust
I need something more to believe in
A beacon, or something to merit pressing on
You are not alone, in the eye of the darkest storm
We are the lighthouse shining a lamp from the shore
To bring your journey home
You are not alone, use this song to lead you home
We are what's left of the love that can pierce through the callous
Life you spent unturned
We are the legacy, that's sent to bring, the answers that you hold
You're not alone
If you can hear this song
The battle has been won!
...call of the future fork
You're coming home.
oh, sleeper - means to believe
Youâ??re building a ship with no sails
And setting out to brave the open seas
Youâ??re standing for your God by becoming something so far off
Donâ??t you see the irony?
He gave me a train with no tracks
With no wood to build or burn for steam
Despite all I lack
If I derail heâ??ll turn his back
Donâ??t you see the irony?
If the blind can see you
And the lame can meet you
Or the dead embrace you
If you never gave them the means to believe
And that makes no sense to me
He gave me a voice that speaks out
But paired it with a mind thatâ??s filled with doubt
If Iâ??m to find the son
I need something more than song to pull me from this cave of questioning
He gave me sand to build a home
And watch all the walls fall on me
I canâ??t change what I am
Lions always kill the lambs
Donâ??t you see the irony?
Donâ??t you see the irony?
If the blind can see you
And the lame can meet you
Or the dead embrace you
If you never gave them the means to believe
And that makes no sense to me
Will I embrace you?
Will you ever give me the means to believe?
And some needâ?¦ Please.
oh, sleeper - revelations in the calm
When leaders turn to cowards and fall gutless to bribes.
When seductions raise the curtains and push virtue aside.
A holocaust is coming for all the pure in this world...
You can't use ignorance as an alibi anymore.
We could all bear the world, and fold our dreams to faults.
But when did hope fall short, and force our lines to crawl?
When the real horror's in mirrors looking back with a smile.
And arsenals of words used to wreck start to pile.
A holocaust is coming for all the pure in this world and
You can't use ignorance in your alibi anymore.
So when hell is at the gates, who will stand and meet the waves
and take the fight to their graves to end the dark campaign?
Its the reason we have come to the forefront of this war
Cds oh, sleeper á Venda