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Dane, Warrel - Praises to the War Machine

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Dane, Warrel'2008

Praises to the War MachineRelease by: Century Media Records

Dane, Warrel - Praises to the War Machine
The length can be different in the booklet, in the player and on the different disks.
1. When We Pray

(03:38)

2. Messenger

(03:58)

3. Obey

(03:14)

4. Lucretia My Reflection
    (by Sisters of Mercy.)

(04:38)

5. Let You Down

(03:53)

6. August

(03:48)

7. Your Chosen Misery

(04:09)

8. The Day the Rats Went to War

(03:37)

9. Brother

(03:23)

10. Patterns
    (by Paul Simon.)

(04:00)

11. This Old Man

(03:43)

12. Equilibrium

(03:52)

Bonus(es):
13. Everything Is Fading

(04:04)



 
When We Pray
Is it insane to think the world could change?
Just look at how far that we've fallen
I am a slave, I feed the fire, I am a pawn within this world gone so wrong
If your enemy looked you in the eyes would you pull the switch?
Would you suffer for your chosen victim?
Or justify your will to feed the rich?

The world is ruled by fools and thieves
With a flair for power and a taste for greed
Now ask yourself do you feel betrayed?
'Cause nothing ever changes when we pray

Look at the game that we have chosen
Is it so wrong that we all want the death bombs?
I am a slave, I feed the fire, I am a pawn within this world gone so wrong
If your finger was above the trigger would it itch?
With eyes cut out the path is cold and resistant

The world is ruled by fools and thieves
With a flair for power and a taste for greed
Now ask yourself do you feel betrayed?
'Cause nothing ever changes when we pray

The world is ruled by fools and thieves
With a flair for power and a taste for greed
The world is dark and the world is grey
Because nothing ever changes when we pray

There were times when I was feeling down and I was on the edge

The world is ruled by fools and thieves
With a flair for power and a taste for greed
Now ask yourself do you feel betrayed?
'Cause nothing ever changes when we pray
 
 
Messenger
I'm the one you call the liar
I'm the lamb who slayed the lion
Crawl upon your cross again
Play the victim till the end
What you've gained is nothingness
What you've learned is useless

You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again
Always the victim but it's all inside your head

Dark are those that lie to lovers
Your fathers past, the weakest cover
Perched upon your soiled throne
Cast your sticks, I'll throw stones
Envy and Lust will drown you
Just look around you

You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again
Always the victim but it's all inside your head

Remembering days we felt we were chosen
Those were the days when the hunger was all that we had
Can't take back the past, can't heal the wounds
No one can rescue your faded ideals
All that remains are scars of a wasted youth

You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again
Always the victim but it's all inside your head
When will you ever learn to trust another, my friend
Just play the Martyr 'till the world stands to it's end
 
 
Obey
Useless faith and numbered days
The end is near, we're all insane

The end is near, the drug is fear
Obey these words and believe me
Puppets play your game
Useless faith or poisoned veins
Follow me blindly into oblivion

Useless faith and numbered days
The end is near, we're all insane

The doomsayers, the clock watchers
Control your fate for their needs
When bullets are a legal drug
Murder is the ultimate rush
Society will punish you, is it wrong to execute

When will the powerful learn to understand
When we slit our wrists the same blood
Falls into the sand

Useless faith and numbered days
The end is near, we're all insane
 
 
Lucretia My Reflection
(by Sisters of Mercy.)
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
I hear the empire down

I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
We get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me

I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Love lost, fire at will
Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear
Dive, bombers, and
Empire down
I hear the empire down

I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
We get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me

We look hard
We look through
We look hard to see for real
Such things I hear, they don't make sense
I don't see much evidence
I don't feel
I don't feel
I don't Feel

I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
We get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me

A long train held up by page on page
A hard reign held up by rage
Once a railroad
Now it's done...
The empire has begun
 
 
Let You Down
And the parasites that call themselves the pretty ones
Licked their lips acknowledging the suffering they had created
And yet felt no remorse

In between the quiet space
Of cold defense and misplaced selfish rage
I blame defiantly
Not like the others that came before
We are the ones who can change

I love to let you down
I love to wear this foolish crown
Of suffering and empty dignity
For your deity has abandoned me
Such is vanity

The withered parasites are slandering
The walls of truth, the wise can see them fall
To attain enlightenment
The change is whispered on the winds of unjust war

I love to let you down
I love to wear this foolish crown
Of suffering and empty dignity
For your deity has abandoned me
Such is vanity

Not like the others that came before
We are the ones who can change
Not like the hatred that falls away
Treading the silence again

I love to let you down
I love to wear this foolish crown
Of suffering and empty dignity
For your deity has abandoned me
Such is vanity

Not like the others that came before
We are the ones who can change
 
 
August
It was the spring when we met our renewal
And all around us was madness and ruin
As if awaiting its prey
The ascending melee pulled the sun down

In August we laid her down
In August we gave her to the ground
One last kiss, her last wish
Was that this moment would last forever
In August we laid her down
In August we gave her to the ground

Torn away, torn in two
Destiny where are you?

It was the spring when we met our renewal
And all around us was madness and ruin
It was the spring when we met our denial
It was the spring
In August we laid her down

In August we laid her down
In August we gave her to the ground
One last kiss, her last wish
Was that this moment would last forever
In August we laid her down
In August we gave her to the ground
 
 
Your Chosen Misery
When the ones you love have let you down
Feel failure and wear the fool's crown
Remember still there is a blessing
Within the hardest lesson

You self serving arrogant sycophant
Your selfish acts, thoughtless tasks and livid rants
Every time you want to make the world go away
Just take an injection of your chosen misery

And when I fall
I have the strength to learn the steps
And crawl into the pain
Sometimes the mirror is cruel
If your mother gave the lesson
Never waste the truth

You self serving arrogant sycophant
Your selfish acts, thoughtless tasks and livid rants
Every time you want to make the world go away
Just take an injection of your chosen misery

Yesterday was plagued with rain
Like silent drops of velvet pain
Hail yesterday
Thursday was the day of sin
Friday silent hell began
Hail yesterday

Saturday was plagued with rain - I played the jester perfectly, hail yesterday
Sunday never came to mind - I played the jester perfectly when misery delivered me
Monday's afterthought was blind - I played the jester perfectly, hail yesterday
Tuesday stole the show - I played the jester perfectly when misery delivered me

Hail yesterday
Hail yesterday

Tuesday stole the show, when Wednesday killed the golden crown.
 
 
The Day the Rats Went to War
Blind are the hypocrites, the lizards drunk with power
To idiosyncrasies and blasphemy
The world will be devoured

While the poor men die, the rich men sing
Monetary praises to the war machine
The rats scream for change and equality
While the mechanics of power stain humanity

I am the new breed
The bastard of Adam's seed

While the poor men die, the rich men sing
Monetary praises to the war machine
The day the rats went to war
The union of mutiny spread throughout the moors
The day the rats went to war

First you take a hypocrite and give him ultimate power

While the poor men die, the rich men sing
Monetary praises to the war machine
The day the rats went to war
The union of mutiny spread throughout the moors
The day the rats went to war
 
 
Brother
Brother you were never there for me
When the children needed peace you disgraced both families

Brother you were never there for me
When my father died I thought that you would take my hand
You said I was just too young

Sister I can tell you all the love I have for you
Our mother sleeps in silent peace because your love was pure

But brother you were never there for me
When my father died I thought that you would take my hand
You said I was just too young

If I could erase one moment of pain
I'd throw away everything, even fame
If I could play god do you know what I'd do?
I'd swim through your blood and kill the cancer in you

Brother you were never there for me
I was just too young but now I've grown and I can say

That brother you were never there for me
When my father died I thought that you would take my hand
You said I was just too young

If I could play god
I'd swim through your blood and kill the cancer in you
My brother
 
 
Patterns
(by Paul Simon.)
The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves,
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees,
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a shadow on my wall,
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl.

Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.

From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters

And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell,
And it's fitting that it should,
For in darkness I must dwell.
Like a rat in a maze

Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.

Like the color of my skin,
And the day that I grow old,
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.
 
 
This Old Man
I remember this old man and the wisdom that he shared with me
Upon his knees I'd listen
I remember words he spoke and the look behind his quiet eyes
In silent bliss life gives little lessons

He spun tales of worlds unseen
Now he sacrificed his youthful dreams
He lived his life again just for me
He raised children to be strong
They flew into the city lights, such busy lives
He wished they'd visit home

I will remember the words of this old man until my dying day

It took his death to bring them home
To the empty rooms where they had grown
Where he died alone
And the buried him next to his bride
I held her hand as my mother cried
Just a child of five, now I understand

Now I understand the words of this old man
 
 
Equilibrium
These are the days when we celebrate host and parasites
Bold are the words of the cold unfeeling neophyte

I live in a sick world without balance or sense of reality

In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments
Of a sick world without equilibrium

I can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all away

Why do we live within these season of wither?
Why does the hopelessness take control?

In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments
Of a sick world without equilibrium

I can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all away

Slowly fading we lose control
Slowly decaying, losing all

I can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all away
 
 
Everything Is Fading
Everything is fading
Nothing left to follow
Everyone repeats the words
Empty and shallow
All our love has become
A mere liquid analogy
Of our recycled fragile entities

When god took his holiday
He let civilization rot
Away slowly
Color me unuseful
When you color me away

Everything is fading
Nothing left to follow
Everyone repeats the words
Empty and shallow
Everybody stand in line
And take the poison
The poison tastes divine

When god took his holiday
He let civilization rot
Away intentionally
Color me unuseful
When you color me away

All our love has become
Emptiness

Everything is fading
Nothing left to follow
Everyone repeats the words
Empty and shallow
Everybody stand in line
And take the poison
The poison tastes divine

All our love has become
Emptiness, nothingness, uselessness

Everything is fading
Nothing left to follow
Everyone repeats the words
Empty and shallow
Everything is fading
Nothing left to follow
Everyone repeats the words
Empty and shallow
 
Lineup:
Warrel Dane - vocal
Peter Wichers - guitar, bass guitar
Matt Wicklund - guitar, bass guitar
Dirk Verbeuren - drums

Guests:
Jeff Loomis - guitar
James Murphy - guitar
 
Produced by Peter Wichers.



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