Ignition GO! Lyrics
Unlikely Marriage
Open eyes and open curtains
Look outside the streets are paved
Paved with moments run in trench fever
Freedom�s more than a fireplace
So cock your weapons, string your bows now
You�ve heard the sirens, it�s open war
I�m a liar, truth is distant.
Knowledge eludes my open sore
So what do we do with this drunken sailor
Diminishing all of his energy
Marginal trips to see peculiar faces
And I�ve battled with valour and vanity
But the guns cannot wed all the roses
And the mass does not care who you are
I cannot tell who�s more potent
Potent�
Just in time for a secret meeting
Between trading facts and maturity
You�re sucked in time, by the sound of the ocean
But nothing erodes this eulogy
Beautiful dawn marks the fallen one
Beautiful dawn marks the fallen one
Beautiful dawn marks the fallen one
Beautiful dawn
Beautiful dawn
Jacob finds a gun
Jacob finds a gun
Jacob finds a gun
Jacob finds a gun
SINGING THROUGH A GUN
So cover every wound
SINGING THROUGH A GUN
Because you�re far from the infantry
SINGING THROUGH A GUN
Knowing there�s a home
SINGING THROUGH A GUN
That is far from the infantry
The Gallows
The dance is always awkward for those left in the dungeon
Echoing the handcuffs of those who cannot come in
The interference fails you hold your head high anyway
Forgetting all the reasons for being there in the first place now
It�s not forgotten, So take your hand off me
Don�t wait up for me
Don�t wait up for me
Don�t wait up for me
It�s not me
No one�s at home
No one�s at home
No one�s at home
So come home
The gallows are not set for any volunteers
They are loosened for the the burnt and hurt among you peers
If you think your worthy step over to the side
You�ll be broken by the collar and bruised inside but now
This is forgotten, Lost and gone away.
Don�t wait up for me
Don�t wait up for me
Don�t wait up for me
It�s not me
This is getting old.
There�s blood spilt on the throne
And the sacrifice is left out in the cold
This is getting old
Your broken to the bone
And the record stops it beats for the riff and tone
Nothing�s left for me
Your broken by the tree.
It�s lost and gone away
It�s all gone astray
And I can never ever ever heal the lame.
You�re lost and gone away�
Rocks For A Cradle
And this banner
Rocks the cradle
And I wont hide
As I spin the table
And this Marshall
That stares with hate into my head
I�m on trial
But I�m already dead
I�m so sorry
For losing ground
I�m your slave now
Being losed and bound
I don�t want to hurt you
But in a way I kind of do
Yours is the face I slap
Whenever my fleshly meal is due
And your endless grace
It eases me
And despite it all
It eases me
Oh the ballots are
Accounted for
Anthony�
Anthony�
Anthony�
Caspita
Non so cosa fare
Sono qua
Una porta da bussare
Non lo so
Forse mi devo abbassare
Ma C�e� la guardia
C�e� la guardia
C�e� la guardia
C�e� la guardia
Gaps of the Old
If you find me
Take me back to me
Take me into this heart of stone
I will try to
Open up every
Monologue that will come my way
So find me right here
Knowing that you�re frightened
Trading tears for fears
To open every wardrobe.
Wardrobe�
Fire�
Knowing there�s a place for all of the
Monuments and silhouettes that abide
There comes a time where you wish you had time share
You wish all the politics would come and go
So find you right here
Knowing that you�re frightened
There�s a match that must burn out
To light the world on fire
Fire�
Fire�.
A timeless drawback
Is that we�re trying to repair the gaps of the old
So comb your hair back
Because we�re trying to repair the gaps of the old
Sheven
Terminated
Eradicated
Ventilated
Domesticated
It�s all gone now
Sing us a song
It�s all gone now
Sing us a song
Try to lose me in this hole
I look up where the dirt fell
And where the sunlight pours in
And where it turns on your face
It�s colder when you go
It�s colder when you stay
But I can never win
Battling skin to skin
It�s all gone now
Sing us a song
It�s all gone now
Sing us a song
It�s all gone now
Turn up the sound
It�s all gone now
Turn up the sound
You seduce me with your skin
You seduce me with your eyes
And I can never win
Battling skin to skin
I always lose the guessing game
You always win the guessing game
I always lose the guessing game
You always win the guessing game � SHEVEN!
It�s over now�.
The Tragic Story of Mr Noface
There's a tired heart
There's an empty stare
Provided by a glance
Or a lack thereof
Noface walks around
Unknowing anything
Pacing back and forth
To wake the world to say
"Let's keep marching!"
Undecided and,
Unprescribed and,
Echoing the voices
Of his peers,
Noface trickles out
Frail and emotionless
Captivating the hearts of men
Take a closer look and you'll see my picture
Which direction is he facing?
Is he facing me or you?
Which direction is facing?
I don't know
Which direction is he going?
Is he going backwards or forwards?
I don't know
Break the forest now!
Cut the tailbone now!
It's time to overcome
The alphabet.
He has no sex
He has no bone
He is overcome
No one ever will here his story
Which direction is he facing?
Is he facing me or you?
Which direction is facing?
I don't know
Which direction is he going?
Is he going backwards or forwards?
I don't know
There is skin under his finger nails
There are scratch marks on my back
There's no solution when everything fails
There's no solution to Plan A
Which direction am I facing?
Am I facing me or you?
Which direction am I going?
I don't know.
Che direzione sto andando?
Verso di te, verso di me?
Che direzione sto andando
Non lo so.
Non lo so...