Kingdom (feat. Mark Lanegan)
I’m a riding through the kingdom
A ghost is riding by my side
As we roll up to the kingdom
Ours is just to ride or die
There is no medicine to cure us
There is no medicine to take
Beware the shark below the surface
Beware the love that you forsake
Keep a riding
Keep a riding baby
Keep a riding
Keep a riding baby
Keep a riding
Keep a riding baby
Keep a riding
Keep a riding baby
Death tripping through the kingdom
Death is riding by my side
We are rolling through the kingdom
Ours is just to ride or die
Doctor are you gonna cure us
Give us some medicine to take
I am the shark below the surface
I am the love that you forsake
Mama turn your floodlights on
Let them radiate
Turn your floodlights on
Let them radiate
Beast Of The Nation (feat. Mark Lanegan)
Beast of the nation
The wild ocean seethes
Midnight at the station
Of high pink mountain freeze
If fat is chance then destiny’s a god too bright to see
Take that noise and burn it out
And come to where you please
Miles and miles and miles and miles
Of blood red raining stream
I lay there lifeless
Stoned to death
I saw it in a dream
A raw red voiceless scream
I lay there beaten out of breath
Ripped open at the seams
I took a train to nowhere
Nowhere is a place I’m gonna be
A crystalline sensation
Mother Earth will bleed
The retrograde religion
Of crystal as you start to speed
Poison black berry in your mouth
The discharge of disease
Take me man and stand me up
I think it’s time to leave
Miles and miles and miles and miles
If buildings start to lean
The earth will shake itself to death
I saw it in a dream
Skyscrapers start to lean
I stand there mute and bored to death
With you now on your knees
I took a train to nowhere
And nowhere is the place I’ll never leave
Yeah
Miles and miles and miles and miles
Of blood red raining stream
I lay there lifeless
Stoned to death
I saw it in a dream
A raw red voiceless scream
I lay there beaten out of breath
Ripped open at the seams
Shock Collar (feat. Dave Gahan)
Thank you love for all you’ve done now I’ll go my way
Take the salt from off my tongue
And try to believe the blood
The silent sea will mirror me
Begin again
Walk beside this crooked line
Begin again
I never lied
Never, never lied
Never lied
Never never lied
Liar, liar, liar, liar
I never lied
Never, never lied
It’s only a halo
It’s only a halo
These fallow fields
Grew sunflowers dear
But they have died
The willow tree is skeletal
The sky swept clean
The drag of time
The pantomime
Begins again
The soldiers wave
Parade of flags
Begin again
I never lied
Never, never lied
Never lied
Never never lied
Liar, liar, liar, liar
I never lied
Never, never lied
Never lied
Never never lied
It’s only a halo
It’s only a halo
I never lied
Never, never lied
Never lied
Never never lied
Liar, liar, liar, liar
It’s only a halo
It’s only a halo
Lie Down (feat. Madman Butterfly aka Rob Marshall)
We’re high, we’re low
We’re scattered below
I don’t know what you know
What got fuelled Christ is reigning alone
This God fuelled Christ is reigning alone
The God fuelled Christ is reigning is reigning alone
Put your dreams to the bottom
Pour your dreams in a bottle
For your love I’d lie down
For your love I’d lie down
Every heart lie down
All the stars lie down
Inside its cold
And the ashes still glow
All mistakes will unfold
What got fuelled Christ is reigning alone
This God fuelled Christ is reigning alone
The God fuelled Christ is reigning is reigning alone
Put your dreams to the bottom
Pour your dreams in a bottle
For your love I’d lie down
For your love I’d lie down
Every heart lie down
All the starts lie down
Put your dreams to the bottom
Pour your dreams in a bottle
For your love I’d lie down
For your love I’d lie down
Every heart light out
All the starts light out
Ring Of Truth (feat. Carl Hancock Rux)
This is how I come to you
Through cloying puss of death
Time of new rebellion
Above the dark river cue
The night behind us beckons
There is but one window through
Which to know our darkness
War is all I’ve ever known
Eternal peaceful grave
Men must always work and die
Become each other’s slave
Stretch open to me
Open to me
War is all I’ve ever known
No one knows except you
How to make me brighten
I walk on coral bound
Etching floor underside
Submersing to a flashing blue
Knowing you’re by my side
Mountain’s fires burn
Making narrow ledges
Working toward an underway
Heavy ripe growth in sedges
Stretch open to me
Open to me
Crawling low as python root
Across the hill we deadline
War is all I’ve ever known
Skull (feat. Mark Lanegan)
The astral body’s last deal
It’s a nightmare made real
Ghost plane on the runway
Ghost ship gone down
Hook a hardwire to my skull
There’s a dream dancing on and on
Find a flower growing from my skull
Wrap it in linen give it to my baby
The astral body’s last deal
It’s the lightning made real
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you better think it over baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you better think it over baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you’d better think it over baby
The astral body’s last deal
It’s a nightmare made real
See the horns growing from my skull
There’s a fire burning on and on
Find a flower growing from my skull
Wrap it in linen give it to my baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you better think it over baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you better think it over baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you better think it over baby
Is it over?
Think it over
I think you’d better think it over baby
Hook a hardwire to my skull
There’s a dream dancing on and on
Find a flower growing from my skull
Wrap it in linen give it to my baby
English Ghosts (feat. John Robb)
Septic isle, Septic smile
Every stone moved by poltergeist wile
Ancient energy from old rock
Night time revelry on wind swept shores
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
A night time reverie on a swim out shore
Silent sentry sullen Gods
All secrets hide in God’s graveyards
Feeling disdain in the pouring rain
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
Feeling disdain in the pouring rain
Nighttime reverie on windswept shores
Silent sentry sullen gods
All secrets hide in god's graveyards
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
English Ghosts, English Ghosts
Fearing the fear English claustrophobia,
Nighttime reverie on windswept shores
Ohhhh
In My Arms (feat. Joel Cadbury)
Didn’t know pain is sold
Let yourself go, in my arms again
Fire light, surround us
Warmth to lend
Been alone, still I’m going to wake up falling
Though the floor
Consider it an early warning
Delighted myself too late
But backing myself to win
Inside I left myself
Invite the selfishness
To rise
You never guessed the lie
But I don’t miss it, all that
And all that
Better Luck, better luck before you break
Better luck, better luck before you break my heart
And make the light repair
What if your life has got away
What if the words you love can’t make the rain
Better luck, better luck before you break
Better luck, better luck before you break my heart
And make the light repair
When The Lights Go Out (feat. Mark Gardener)
Further along
You will see
All in a heartbeat
A coast so unclear
Still you roam
In and out of here
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT
REPEATING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEONE ELSE
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUT
FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEWHERE ELSE
Further along
You could feel
All that is real
Far from the pain
disappear
Please know I am here
Rolling alone, blown away
I lose my way
A cork on the waves
Drifts away
I found my way
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT
REPEATING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEONE ELSE
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUT
FOLLOWING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEWHERE ELSE
We start again
This soul lives within us
This soul lives within us now
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT
REPEATING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEONE ELSE
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUT
FOLLOWING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEWHERE ELSE
Beware for they will stare
Charming eyes so crystallised
Hopes on hire for the day
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT
REPEATING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEONE ELSE
WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUT
FOLLOWING YOUR DREAMS TO SOMEWHERE ElSE
Truly Too Late (feat. Ilse Maria)
If we sit and destroy the heartbeat
Can you garden a heart with a seed
In your garden with seed that you’ve sewn
Can you grow everybody you’ve known
We don’t have the time for that
We don’t have the time for that
It’s truly too late (Give the back the stars)
It’s truly too late (We’ll kill them all)
It’s truly too late (Return the moon)
Its truly too late (We’ve brought her to her knees)
It’s truly too late (Return the ground)
It’s truly too late (We’ve brought our mother down)
If we sit and destroy the heartbeat
Can you garden a heart with a seed
It’s truly too late (Give the back the stars)
It’s truly too late (We’ll kill them all)
It’s truly too late (Return the moon)
Its truly too late (We’ve brought her to her knees)
It’s truly too late (Return the ground)
It’s truly too late (We’ve brought our mother down)
How’re You Holding Up (feat. Ron Sexsmith)
Days are dark,
As dark is bright
Heavens heavy,
Hell is light
For me that’s how it feels somehow
At least that’s how it feels right now
And you?
Seems like it’s been years
Our dreams have upped and disappeared
How you holding up out there
How’re you holding up my dearest friend
Truth they twist into a lie
It’s you I miss
I miss old times
When trust was just a nursery rhyme
For me that’s how it feels sometimes with you
Feels like it’s been days
Since we went our separate ways
how’re you holding up out there
How’re you holding up my long lost friend
Seems like it’s been years
Our dreams have upped and disappeared
How’re you holding up out there
How’re you holding up my dearest friend
Mortal Eyes (feat Carl Hancock Rux and Joel Cadbury)
Excavations of unexcavated histories
Digging up black and blue mysteries
Past as present as prescient coherent liturgy
Harking back to some incoherent Sigmund Freud reaching for adherents
Y’all be seeing religion malignant religious social forces
As ways out ghettos like cowboys riding horses
Kneeling down to crosses, crying over losses
Irrational thought comes with economic forces
What survives and thrives more than one hundred thousand years of history
Ain’t a mystery to the mind that tries to see with the third eye
A whole lotta dead boys and a whole lotta lost girls
Are swimming through their tears here
In this place we call the now
So how you gonna get out of the place you embrace as home
Your fears ain’t even rooted in the neuroscience of the mind
You sighing thru time lying to yourself
About who you is and who you ain’t
Latter day saints of many aliases
Revealed to the God incarnate
Bestowed upon the surreal infinite
Occult of pseudo- teachings
Preaching about what bears no resemblance to truth
Who you think you oughtta be
Some sorta prophet of humanity
Imbued with self-sufficiency
Successfully ignorant in your militancy?
Out of one God comes many if any….
You ain’t trying to hear this truth.
Today I stray from the doctrine of the lie
Today you stay in the toxin of a forgotten cry
Today I weigh in on the teaching of an irrefutable catechism
Today you bathe in the cesspool of a regurgitated schism
Reemerged on the other side of conversations and prisons
Of theology.
Who you want to be when you grow up?
What you gonna say when you throw up?
Your hands to the poor righteous teachers
And poor dacrosant disbelievers
Who got their guns in your mouth.
Strange wind blowing south of here.
I fear it’s the samo samo
And all of what it used to be
Mystical traditions and hoodoo tomfoolery
Not everybody who wants
To mesmerize and proselytes
Knows the mystery of
Divine sacred knowledge
And lyrical anthropology
But you’d rather stand at the crossroads
Of the raven where still waters let the dead speak
Trying to hear what the words and don’t know the etymology
Of the dead’s terminology
Pathalogical sociological ritualistic behaviors
Plastic Gods, Glass ceilings meaning pyrotechnic saviors
Ain’t even trying to thrive for what
Got you high in the first place….
The last phase of eternal grace and the good days
Characterized by beliefs of what curtailed the countless
And what prevailed the doubtless
And what derailed the truthless
And what entailed the useless
What prayer you got stored away now?
And How you gonna find
A Divine order to believe in
With this malignant tumor that you sceevin?
Last night I recomposed the mystics of the Rennaissance
And clarified the perspectives of a séance
Decided to go back and crack the book of the humanist
Who started talking to me like this?
About Montaigne and Boccaccio and Ficino and Erasmus
And Diderot and Plutarch and monarchs and such
Deism to theism to atheism to see in
dissolution of onto-theology, nephrology and elementary humanity
Lévi-Strauss questioned myths, Mary Douglas questioned this,
The concepts of pollution and taboo’s hypothesis
Pascal told me the mind naturally believes and loves a falsity
Voltaire kicked in with some existential prosody
Said t he reason I have for believing in something
Is not proof of the existence of the thing.
So what logic you gonna bring to the table..
my absurdum?
How you gonna learn ‘em what they already know?
Seek your truth through moral eyes
All hail!!
Smouldering ashes alight
Mortals rise
Shoot Kill (feat. Jim Jones)
Could be something wrong or not, but I'm onto you
I made it fast, I'm practically over you
Ah, would it surprise you?
I wouldn't advise you...
...to get in my way!
One last time
(Don't) get in my way
I wouldn't advise you…
…to get in my way!
Get in my way
You did something wrong or not, but I'm onto you
Didn't wait too long, I know, but it's overdue
I wouldn't surprise you?
I wouldn't advise you...
…to get in my way!
One last time
To get in my way
To get in my way
I wouldn't advise you…
…to get in my way
To get in my way
One last time
Wouldn't advise you …to get in my way
Gospel (feat. Mark Lanegan)
Well my mother and father too
They have gone home
To be with a God
To lay their troubles down
You know my sister and brother too
They have gone home to be with God
They have gone home to lay
their burdens down
All my friends
Relations too
Have all gone home to be with God
They’ve gone home
to lay their suffering down
Mr conductor let me ride the train
Mr conductor let me get onboard the train
(Gone home, gone home, gone home, gone home)
And rule my heart
Won’t you save me from love
Set me free Lord
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Won’t you lead me
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Ah Ah Ah Ah
Won’t you lead me
Set me free Lord
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
End
Lyrics credited to featured artist.
Music by Rob Marshall.