I’ve never given Mastodon the time that they needed as artist for me to listen too… but fuck man! i’ve been missing out… i’m listening to there latest album “The Hunter” i’m sold already a few songs in.
Somehow I think I’m goin’ home even though my friends can’t reach me I don’t know how I ended up alone All I know is you can’t save me They only asked us to believe They only wanted us to follow I think I’m old enough to see I think I’m going home tomorrow
I be-lieve in ….
SINNERS (SINNERS) AND HYPOCRITES (AND HYPOCRITES) BURNING IN THE DESERT FOR A RICH MAN (RICH MAN) LIARS (LIARS) AND LUNATICS (AND LUNATICS) LEAD US TO THE SLAUGHTER FOR OUR LAST STAND (LAST STAND) KILLERS (KILLERS) AND IDIOTS (AND IDIOTS) DYING IN THE DESERT FOR A RICH MAN (RICH MAN) SINNERS (SINNERS) AND HYPOCRITES (AND HYPOCRITES) GATHER US TOGETHER FOR THE MASTERPLAN
I didn’t bother with my Faith How will my family recognize it? Somehow I think I’m goin Home But I still can’t comprehend it I know I don’t want to die But I know dying will not end it
I Be-lieve in…..
SINNERS (SINNERS) AND HYPOCRITES (AND HYPOCRITES) BURNING IN THE DESERT FOR A RICH MAN (RICH MAN) LIARS (LIARS) AND LUNATICS (AND LUNATICS) LEAD US TO THE SLAUGHTER FOR OUR LAST STAND (LAST STAND) KILLERS (KILLERS) AND IDIOTS (AND IDIOTS) DYING IN THE DESERT FOR A RICH MAN (RICH MAN) SINNERS (SINNERS) AND HYPOCRITES (AND HYPOCRITES) GATHER US TOGETHER FOR THE BASTARDS
I know the truth is all a lie My skin is cracking on my lips I don’t pretend that I can understand why we are doing this My heart has bled a thousand times How will i live with what we’ve done The only comfort is the knowleged that I’m not the only ONE
“I’ll tear the memories out of my subconscious and piece together where I went wrong. Sewn together with the strands of lament I’ll cloak myself in a veil of remorse and regret, that keep me bound to a world that will never forget. So as I walk through the street eyes and voices consume my mind, they stare ambiguously. here I am with my insecurities, all my imperfections, crying out to a world that just wont listen. Lend me your ears, your hearts and your minds and discover what’s missing. These words are the only thing keeping me from falling into the darkness where my thoughts are no longer my own in the arms of my kin my family in the hearts of those sincere in the face of adversity here I am free from hindrance from all doubt from all the voices calling me out here I am pouring my mind and heart into a world that doesn’t listen. For those who remember, for those who care remember your are not alone. Here I am. Here I am stuck in a world that never listens. Here I am pouring my heart out I am not alone. I am not alone. “
What I really hate is music like yours Makes me wanna smash your head through a door Kill yourself go die It’d be a better place in my eyes Must be some kind of sick joke Fact you exist makes me wanna choke We hate your music we hate you too We got our reasons for what we do You can not hide you stupid fucks We really think your music sucks Where did you come from, go back You should be hung up like meat from a rack I can’t believe what has become To a scene that I once loved We hate your music we hate you too We got our reasons for what we do You can not hide you stupid fucks We really think your music sucks I’m burned out I tried my best Bit I gotta get this off my chest These clonned wannabes fashion disasters The best way to describe brings me laughter We hate your music we hate you too We hate your music we hate you too We hate
No warning, no hesitation and nothing left to prove Divided, the strength is fading Power you seek to use is hatred, it’s overwhelming And only seems to show no mercy The freedom’s calling, bury the hatchet in vain (Pre-chorus) If only the chosen one had been here the last time (Chorus) Who saw the ending before it all began? (When the dreams were shattered) And who went running before we took our stand? (With your wings now severed) (Verse 2) Forgotten, the words have meanings No ashes turned to stone and these questions Will have no answers and won’t leave you alone The scarring, this damage done now The cuts run far too deep With vengeance and violence rising The time has come to destroy (Pre-chorus) The living and dying heart has beaten for the last time (Chorus) Who saw the ending before it all began? (When the dreams were shattered) And who went running before we took our stand? (With your wings now severed)
Never take a life worth living The lifeblood runs black from killing Never take a life worth living What you offer ain’t worth giving
has beaten for the last time
(Chorus x 2) Who saw the ending before it all began? (When the dreams were shattered) And who went running before we took our stand? (With your wings now severed)
Never take a life worth living What you offer ain’t worth giving
Screaming at the window Watch me die another day Hopeless situation endless price I have to pay
Sanity now it’s beyond me there’s no choice
Diary of a madman Walk the line again today Entries of confusion Dear diary I’m here to stay
Manic depression befriends me Hear his voice Sanity now it’s beyond me There’s no choice
A sickened mind and spirit The mirror tells me lies Could I mistake myself for someone Who lives behind my eyes Will he escape my soul Or will he live in me Is he tryin’ to get out or tryin’ to enter me
Voices in the darkness Scream away my mental health Can I ask a question To help me save me from myself
Enemies fill up the pages Are they me Monday till Sunday in stages Set me free
Screaming at the window Watch me die another day Hopeless situation endless price I have to pay
Sanity now it’s beyond me there’s no choice
Diary of a madman Walk the line again today Entries of confusion Dear diary I’m here to stay
Manic depression befriends me Hear his voice Sanity now it’s beyond me There’s no choice
A sickened mind and spirit The mirror tells me lies Could I mistake myself for someone Who lives behind my eyes Will he escape my soul Or will he live in me Is he tryin’ to get out or tryin’ to enter me
Voices in the darkness Scream away my mental health Can I ask a question To help me save me from myself
Enemies fill up the pages Are they me Monday till Sunday in stages Set me free
I love the days when you can put on an album and just remember where you were when listening to that album!
The fact that you remember every song lyric and still get into it as much as you did when you first listened to it originally means that music just has an effect on yourself!