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Man in the Clouds
04:19
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Man in the Clouds
By Wolf’s Night
They do his bidding
In the name of belief
Who are they kidding?
It’s really just relief
Shout it out aloud
All hail the man in the clouds
They do their killing
They cry out treason
It is quite chilling
For made up reasons
Sharpen your blade
Passing out parades
Write your will
Reason to kill
Leave families devastated,
full of despair
In the name of a fictional being…
Man in the clouds.
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2. |
Captive Audience
04:07
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Captive Audience
By Wolf’s Night
Men in suits in makeshift pulpits,
Consumed within their power trips…
Faceless faces get attention,
Sudden fame is an addiction
They shuffle us in pens
The dogs snap at our legs
Obey, conform, keep in line
Horror awaits those who decline
A daily sermon on TV
Troubling in its simplicity
We’re in this together, so they say,
So, keep in line, conform, obey
Social distance lockdown
Tier four mental breakdown
But let’s get Brexit done
A new strain has begun…
Puppets perform… endless plays
For a captive audience…
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3. |
Only Yesterday
06:25
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Only Yesterday
Wolf’s Night
Hello, again, it is me.
The one they could not kill
Good to see you my friend,
As I study you upon this hill
How many years has it been,
Seems like only yesterday
But where have I been?
I cannot really say
Nothing really changes I guess,
Evil dresses in fine clothes.
No miracles will work this time
No making fish out of loafs.
Goodbye, it was me.
The one they could not kill
A work of fiction, or a fact
I will take off from this hill.
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4. |
Land of Screams
05:30
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Land of Screams
By Wolf’s Night
When your memories get locked away
And the key is lost, what’s there to say
Loved ones are strangers, unfamiliar faces
Live in strange lands, in foreign places
Alone… in a sea of dreams
Alone… in the land of screams
Frustration building, Fear takes control
Snippets of life, echoes of the soul
Take the hand of strangers, who are our kin
Let them lead you through the darkness with
In the end instinct takes over
A sense of knowing, like a super nova.
Back to basics, a babe in arms
Bracing yourself for the coming storm…
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5. |
Burning Within
05:21
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Burning Within
Wolf’s Night
Wake up, get out of bed,
Put on your lippy, shave your head
Slice of toast, get on the train
Watch the world slowly go insane
Repetition… Eat – Sleep – Repeat
Repetition… Live – Die - Repeat
I’m burning within –
Just a ticking time bomb
I’m burning within –
First I’m here, then I’m gone
Home from work, crack open a beer
Think of change, maybe a new career
Then vegetate and stare at the screen
Think of what might have been
I don’t want to sound like a teacher,
These are thoughts, these are just words
I don’t want to sound like a preacher,
Cos those fuckers really get on my nerves…
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6. |
Frozen Earth
06:03
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Frozen Earth
By Wolf’s Night
He was born on a frozen earth
And he will die on a frozen earth
The sky was ever grey
The air was always cold
A hot sun was behind those clouds,
Or so he had been told
He wore the skin of animals
He had killed or stolen from man
It was survival of the fittest
It had been since Armageddon.
It hadn’t always been that way
According to tales of old.
Man ran free, without fear
But to greed their lives were sold.
Prophesies were ignored
Warnings were ignored
Civilisations rise and fall
We ride the cycle eternal
But the greed always festers in
And the bleeding is internal
Maybe one day this world
May wait and take a breath
We have no need for all this greed
Let’s stop this cycle of death
He sits around a burning fire
Roasting some recent kill
Of this desolate land
He has had his fill
He was born in a frozen earth
And so he dies in a frozen earth.
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7. |
Faces at the Window
06:40
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Faces at the Window – Wolf’s Night
A gentle rap against the pane,
A scuffle of movement again and again
I see them through the corner of my eyes,
My blood freezes, feel my temperature rise
I don’t want to take a look…
Every night they appear,
Merciless, evoking fear,
Their rapping grows in intense intensity…
I feel their gaze burning on me
I don’t want to take a look
Faces… at the window.
Faces… Beckoning me.
I won’t turn and see their eyes,
Their faces are from another time,
I won’t turn, I won’t look…
At the faces of the people whose lives I took
I don’t want to take a look
Faces… at the window.
Faces… Beckoning me.
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8. |
The Forgotten Brave
05:23
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