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The Static Cult

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1.
Embers And Ashes Within the company of wolves Is where we lie As cities burn against A haunting wounded sky From the embers and ashes Scars of tomorrow starts With blood on our hands And fire in our hearts As the city sleeps We'll raise an empire And the nights will flame with fire Until our dying days We'll burn the heavens Before we expire And the nights will flame with fire Until our dying days Atop these burning bridges As our voices crack the sky We are dead to the world But we refuse to die From the embers and ashes Our shadows turn to dust As the stars fade into the dawn And the lights go down inside our hearts Under the explosions in the sky We'll build our fleet Feel deaths hot breath As the flames lick at our feet Bleed the sickness from our hearts Till the blood bleeds dry And the nights will flame with fire Until our dying days
2.
Suffer The Sorrow Like Ghosts our shadows rise and fall From crown and throne we disenthrall Burning flags to once we swore For suffering what we abhor Hold tight to our hopes we cling Below the vultures circling Like hungry jackals scavenging Clawing at the door On fear is what we're fed Seditions how we're bred We suffer the sorrow We suffer the sorrow And from our hearts we bled Our nation under hatred We suffer the sorrow We suffer the sorrow The diadems torn from their chest As we laid to their eternal rest Amidst the fetor and decay Under Solemn skies of grey Every grave we ever filled Every drop of blood we spilled Like starving wolves salivating Circling our prey Until forever ends Mired in the fields of flames and fears As our prayers fall like tears But our sorrow flows like crashing waves We're casting shadows over graves As we watch the world go down in flames
3.
Hold Tight Hope On our prison walls We carve the days away We sleep still in the fire As the graves we forge decay Lick our wounds Where our shadows fall To wash away our scars Give us grace for Androcles To pull the thorn out from our hearts The fire in our hearts Is what keeps us alive What matters most Is how we survive In Squalor and decay False flags burning away Still we hold tight hope Still we hold tight hope Suppress the dissident Fan the flames of discontent Still we hold tight hope Still we hold tight hope With our blistered hands Bloodied knees, crooked spines We march blindfolded To our darkest days Where no light shines Light the torches Tip the scales The flames burning bright Like wolves stalking sheep We'll bide our time before we strike We stand our ground for past times we preferred We are the ones whose voices scream to be heard We are lambs for lions Led bleeding and blind Still we hold tight hope Still we hold tight hope
4.
Birth Of A Nation Under the yoke of scars and prison bars Igniting flames beneath the stars Amidst the tears that never dry Choking smoke on cold winds blow As ashes seem to flow like snow Eclipse the burning blood red sky We are the bruised and broken We will not be forgotten We are all we have no Liberation We are the Birth of a nation We are the uprising insurrection We are the Birth of a nation As heavens burns boiling blood churns While storms rage the world still turns Emblematic till the blood runs dry The flames circulate as our voices resonate Under the veil of a bible black starless sky
5.
Of Fear And Flames Under burning skies Or dissent still holding sway As the wolves keep circling Around their dying prey In fear and flames Lie graves with no names In ruins that remains Under our deluge Of fear and flames Counting crows That nest upon our gallows To crown the end To crown the end In the Ashes we remain With flags we set aflame To crown the end To crown the end As funeral fires burn With the sweet smell of decay Amidst hungry jackals Leading lions to their dying prey In fear and flames Like ghosts on Scorched terrains Blood boiling through our veins Under our deluge Of fear and flames
6.
Voices Of The Vicious Amidst the carrion our stomachs churn Time is the fire in which we burn With heads unbowed to flags worn and frayed To our dissent we cling to In sadness and sorrow we crawl through As we count down to our end of days enslaved With our hands over our head We are the walking woundead We are the voices of the vicious history Our canticle swells through prison cells We are the shadows of ourselves We are the voices of the vicious history As heavens fall our voices soar Of melancholy burdons bore Infests the night and enrobes our darkest days Torn by time Drowned in tears We rise like lions without fears With hearts that harbour hope As our shadows fade away In shadows and despair Our voices rise on aching air Burning flags raised to our unrest We're swarming Crawling to infest We are the voices of the vicious history
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Salvation 03:25
Salvation As cinders fade on frosted ground Above the ravens circle round A haunting dirge that embodies misery Walked by spirits at our sides Our graves fated pilgrim shrines Our hopes and fears born out of tragedy Under haunting skies that shroud Our heads bloody but unbowed We salivate for salvation, salvation We are the voice you can't confine The chill crawling down your spine We salivate for salvation With our breath we fan the flames As fog falls o'er time beaten graves With embers aglow on unburthen'd air our voices grow Our liberty in requiem Like sky and stars to prisoned men Our elegy to nepenthe Our mourning sorrow
8.
Dancing On A Burning Ship Hold your hand over the candle Feel the skin against the flame Hold tight, close your eyes Until you cant feel the pain Till the scars that cripple our hearts Slowly disappears We've been dancing on a burning ship for all these years Who oh oh Dreams of death as the cancer Eats away through your veins We are dead in the water As we drown in the flames The air in our lungs Slowly disappears We've been dancing on a burning ship for all these years Broken wings we can't fly In the flames where we lie Lay down, lay down by me Sleep as our scars erase In eternal embrace Lay down, lay down by me Hold your hand over the candle Feel the skin against the flame Hold tight, close your eyes Until you cant feel the pain From the wreckage of the storm We shed no tears We've been dancing on a burning ship for all these years Who oh oh

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released September 5, 2011

Written by The Static Cult

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The Static Cult Glasgow, UK

The Static Cult is an alternative punk rock band for fans of Rise Against, Billy Talent, Ignite, Alkaline Trio, Thrice, Foo Fighters etc. Formed in November 2009 in Glasgow, Scotland, the band is Jimmy (Guitar and Vocals), Doog (Guitar and Vocals), Shev (Bass and Vocals) and Barry (Drums). ... more

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