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The End Of Days

by Rick Miller

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The Priest: I wonder what you'll be doing, Come the end of Days. My eyes I think deceive me, looking through this haze. I wake up in the morning and I'm staring at the wall. I don't know how to even start to try and tell them all. The voices in my head are coming clearly through the haze, Telling me it's time to go, It is The End of Days. The people of this city, they don't know what's going on. My words to them mean nothing more than lyrics in a song. They live their lives of pity, just like rats into a maze. They don't know it's time to go, it is The End of Days. George the Converted: I've been good, I've been good. Though I didn't go to church when I should. Does that mean the end will come sooner to me? I can try, I can try. But will it help save my soul when I die? What's the plan? My judgement it rests in your hands. The Priest: I wake up in the morning and I'm staring at the wall. I don't know how to even start to try and tell them all. The voices in my head are coming clearly through the haze. Telling me it's time to go. It is The End of Days.
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In the evening mist, I can see them crawl. Through the darkened trees, by the waterfall. Come to us they call to me, feel the knives of our misery. Demons bind my hands with ropes that burn to black. The knives of your indifference are thrust into my back! Somewhere in the evening mist, I know you're walking by. In darkened dreams I call to you. My words just fall and die. Demons bind my hands with ropes that burn to black. The knives of your indifference slip softly in my back.
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The Prisoner 04:56
Does the town bell ring? I can't hear, trapped inside this thing. For my sins, I'll rot. Child of God, I'm not! Take this life of mine, Let them see, bloddy justice blind. There can only be, Satan's fire for me. Does the town bell ring? I can't hear, trapped inside this thing. For my sins, I'll rot. Child of God, I'm not!
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When the night is dark, and you're all alone. Do you feel inside, there's something to atone? Things that trouble you, pain you feel inside, Surrender these to me, I feel the tears you've cried. Look in through my eyes, let me see your heart. I can touch your mind, this is where we start. Things that trouble you, pain you feel inside, Surrender these to me, I feel the tears you've cried. This is what I am.. Soma for your soul, Use it if you can, senses overload. Take me by the hand, hold it tenderly, I can touch your heart. Give yourself to me.
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An act of desperation, And I'm on the streets again. The laws of God are not for me, I've killed too many men. Pain and fear have drove me here, The hounds are getting close. If I don't run they'll drag me back, To test the hangman's noose. They look for me all through the night. The bells have just struck ten. The laws of God are not for me, I know I'll kill again. An act of desperation, And I'm on the streets again. The laws of God are not for me, I've killed too many men. Pain and fear have drove me here, The hounds are getting close. If I don't run they'll drag me back, To test the hangman's noose.
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I'm haunted everyday, they won't go away. These echoes of you. The ghosts from the past, they linger on now, Like angels in waiting. I'm haunted everyday, they won't go away. These images of you. The ghosts from the past, they linger on now, Like angels in waiting. But there comes a time, when angels lose flight, And demons take over. I long for the day, they all go away, These echoes of you.
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Eating Goya 04:32
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Goodbye to all of these memories, No need to hold onto the past. Like watching waves in water, Knowing that they just won't last. When I listen with my eyes, I can hear the sunrise. I can feel it in my heart, a new life I will start. My dreams are shrouded with sadeness, There's nothing left for me in that. This life has started over, I just don't want to bring it back. Goodbye to all of these memories, No need to hold onto the past. Like watching wave in water, Knowing that they just won't last.
9.
I feel it deep down inside of me, My soul it burns with your memory. Your heart I hold in this open hand, Face into the wind, I am free.

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released January 1, 2006

Kane Miller: Violin and Guitars
Sarah Young: Flute
Kristina Vowles: Vocals
Rick Miller: Vocals, Keyboards, Bass and Guitars.

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