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My arm′s aching, back′s breaking, legs aching neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.
We′ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,
though the wind′s steady strong with no clouds in the skies.

The ropes creaking, ship′s leaking, sails are on fire,
and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.
We′ve got smiles on our faces, but we′ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store.

The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doors
Running low on the rum and they′re bleeding our stores
Can′t tell who′s on our side and who′s ready to flip
When we hit the next port the whole crew could jump ship.

With the moods flaring, crew′s glaring, cutthroats the lot
With a paranoid captain always smelling a plot
We′ve worked hard on this journey but there′s no end is sight,
And before it′s all ended there could be a fight.

My arm′s aching, back′s breaking, legs aching neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.
We′ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,
though the wind′s steady strong with no clouds in the skies.

The ropes creaking, ship′s leaking, sails are on fire,
and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.
We′ve got smiles on our faces, but we′ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store.

@ Abney Park

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Our fires high and the airbags tight
Food′s low but the skies are bright
Props spinning all through the night
We′re low on cash but seen another target

Goggles down and the cannons up
My blood starts pumping as I drain my cup
I give the wheel a spin and I turn this girl around
We′re way above ground but we′re closed in on our target

Flying Jib is filled with air
East India ships filled with despair
We even up, her broadsides bare
Our cannons flair but it’s just a show of muscle

Steady on, she doesn’t need to burn
She tries to flee and she tries to turn
Grappling fire, we latch her hull
She’s starting to roll, but we’ve got her on a leash

With a crew of drunken pilots
We’re the only airship pirates
We’re full of hot air and we’re starting to rise
We’re the terror of the skies, but a danger to ourselves now

Expendable crew starts to reel her in
Our swords are sharpened and we′re ready to sin
I’m three miles up, we′re about to swing aboard
My tether′s made of leather so I’m not about to fall here

A swish of air and my boots hit deck
No cash, no fuel, no not a speck
Our grape shots made this bird a wreck
And a glance below deck shows a crew of nuns and orphans

With a crew of drunken pilots
We’re the only airship pirates
We’re full of hot air and we’re starting to rise
We’re the terror of the skies, but a danger to ourselves
(repeats)

@ Abney Park

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Our ancient nightmares, the ghostly legends,
And fiendish tales, all the myths are true.
Scientists have unearthed enormous skeletons
They think we′ve disproved that all the myths are true.

"Year after year, science finds explanations, scientific reasons behind all the legends. They
think this proves history was not as myth has
shown it, but in fact it proves that all the myths were true."

The ruined remains of an ancient city
Deep underwater, all the myths are true
Scientists have unearthed enormous skeletons
They think we′ve disproved that all the myths are true.

Deep in the forest, half-crazed witch doctors
with their herbal magics. All of it is true.
They′ve found traces of neurotoxins in
the zombie′s bloodstream. All the myths are true.

Ancient nightmares, archaic legends,
Enigmatic dreams. All of it is true.

@ Abney Park

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I see the world with my eyes open
I see the world through lidless eyes
I see a world that is sick with self-loathing
Nothing in the nothing to mystify

Black day, Black night
Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight
Black day, Black night
And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world in sinking depression
I see the world in a stinking digression
No chance for heaven we′re already in hell
And the devil′s taking over at the ring of his bell

Black day, Black night
Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight
Black day, Black night
And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world with my eyes open
I see the world through lidless eyes
I see a world that is sick with self-loathing
Nothing in the nothing to mystify

Black day, Black night
Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight
Black day, Black night
And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world in sinking depression
I see the world in a stinking digression
No chance for heaven we′re already in hell
And the devil′s taking over at the ring of his bell

Black day, Black night
Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight
Black day, Black night
And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world??

@ Abney Park

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I wish I could breath, I wish I could stand.
I wish I had a chance here holding your hand.
Wish I could speak, I wish could talk
I wish I could breath

Since the first day, I was alive,
I feared we would meet here in the misty outside
I wanted to run, I wanted to hide
I wish I could breath

OoOOooo oooOOoo (repeat)
I fear I can′t over come this place
I know your face, your hands
I wish I could breath.

I feel a chill deep in my bones,
Nothing can heal, the way my blood moans.
Nothing can quench, My bitter thirst
I wish I could breathe.

I grasp at my heart, That burns in my chest,
It′s your precious art, That makes my soul stressed.
I run short of blood, light headed I swoon.
I wish I could breathe.

@ Abney Park

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I, I′ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
I saw the walls, called their bluff and tore them down

When I think of all the time I′ve wasted
All the bitter pills I′ve tasted
I have to hang my head and frown
I, I′ve suffered long enough in this ghost town

Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn′t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town′s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I′m lit!

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine.

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine.

I, I never looked back--I want to never return
If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn

But I keep this horse at a run
Keep my hand to my gun
My path the vampires have learned.
So I, I can never look back; I can never return.

Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn′t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town′s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I′m lit!

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine

(repeat last three lines 5x)

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One hundred years ago isn′t long
Would you be blamed for another′s wrong
Generations claiming retribution
While your poets & your prophets are yelling "execution"

Who′s building the walls now?
Who′s building the walls now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

Ten billion people all unique
You′ve only got one thing in common
The color of your cheeks
You put down your brothers who found a way to fit in
It′s survival of the fittest
But you say they′ve betrayed their own kin

Who′s building the walls now?
Who′s building the walls now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

I′ll never say you have no right
But the only cure today is not to fight
Hate will not stop hate, I know I′m right
But when you trust a man today whose skin is white

Who′s putting the chains on now?
Who′s putting the chains on now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

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If my life should end and I cannot stay,
I pray that you will find a life with our loves that′s not far away,
Please don′t hate me overmuch

Burn, go on and burn
Burn, I feel the fire

I share a burning desire, temptations pulling me down
I′ve learned to thrive in this fire
And so I stay above ground

But if my love you win the race to die,
I think that I will join you soon
I couldn′t bare a moon shared with none, or with any other one

Burn, go on and burn
Burn, I feel the fire

I share a burning desire, temptations pulling me down
I′ve learned to thrive in this fire
And so I stay above ground

But if our lives should end and we′ve reached old age,
Our pages will be filled with the joy of a girl and a boy in love,
Even if the times were tough

Burn, go on and burn
Burn, I feel the fire

@ Abney Park

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Should I start by saying that we all lived in fear,
from day to week to month to year?
Or should I start by saying that our food ran sort,
not a ham or a loaf, a cake or a tort?
No, I should start by telling of the beasts that lived with in the courts of our castle,
in who′s walls lived our kin.
They fed off our crops, eat all our live stock,
but had far to many teeth for any of us to stop.

Now hold on, let me tell this complete.
For there was more to this story then the beasts at our feet.
For the world round our castle was a desert immense,
and its rumored that its dragons lived in present tense.
Now the time would come when we′d have to run to the nearest oasis,
cross the dunes under sun.
But which way to go no map did show, so I feared our people had no way to know.

Now you must forgive me if this sounds a bit vain, but you see,
only I thought of Cellophane.
Some thought there much too fragile, you must be insane,
to think that you could lead the people on your wings of cellophane.

So I started our permanent pilgrimage beyond the walls so dense.
I stumbled hapless and hopeless and helpless into the desert immense
I had to fulfill my promise so I took to the sky,
guiding our way on cellophane wings you could see only I.

I could see the distant forest but the people coward in fear
They could hear our ancient captives in the desert drawing near.
They all began to quiver and doubt if my theory was true.
I′ll be the first to admit our hour of fear I quivered too.

Now the sun bleed dark crimson as the lightening seared the sand.
The Hour of all our destinies was drawing at hand.

Upshot a self defeating word, slashed my wings like a knife.
In the moment before I fell flashed the folly of my life.
If only I saw our salvation, our blind journey was in vain.
But maybe we could have each escaped on wings of cellophane.

@ Abney Park