Hypocritic

by Head of Savage

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released March 15, 2013

Joe Burton @ www.theninjacowboy.com

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Track Name: The Utmost Worst Sound I've Ever Seen
-Watch'em all come down, every pillar and stone is falling out.
The utmost worst sound, I've seen it living loud.
Is that love?

-Where have you gone in your stare?
They've changed, right to wrong with a glare.

-Rise up!
Dead Mind, life sprouts from grace!
Your hands and stone are the same!
So will you sink rather swim, in this storm?

-Throw out your line.
Bait, hook and reel them in slow!
Teaching a lie, Corrupting the heart of the man!
So follow on if you're that -ill, illiterate, you.
Track Name: Strings Tangling Knots
We’ll strut with pride before, we spit on friends
choking on advice that we’ve adorned.
Lettered then forsworn, we meddle with kin
like the violin is strung to mourn.

-And you think it’s just a game
How very, shrewd to walk that stage.
What will you not desecrate?

We’ve become complacent with inheritance.
For it to grow in value, must we lose it?
Who can stop or disprove the eluded sons?
Yes or no, tell me what you’ve done.
This world is not exclusive.

-So you think it’s all a game
How very, very shrewd to walk that stage
What will you not desecrate?

-One was not enough for us to believe that it repeats.
Covered up our eyes- begging us to come see.
Well what's to see?

-They’ve tied us in strings tangling knots like fiends.
Put us out in a boat with no ore to swing.
They’ve poisoned the water- fluoride and bleach.
The fact is they’re few, but they too must drink.
Track Name: Mr. PaperFace
We'll send a jester to do the work
He'll spend their time as he sells his word
But these paperfaces, they're so thin
They'll do anything to buy you in
-or sell you out
So let's begin the mushroom cloud

I'm gonna make it home
That's for sure I know
No war or soul will keep this from being home
And that's for sure

We'll spend some time collecting dust
'Cause that's all it is, it just turns to dust
Oh where is the thought when you don't even question
'Cause there's distractions about,
they've put our head in the clouds
But some can see out

I'm gonna make it home
That's for sure I know.
No war or soul will keep this from being home
That's for

One day we'll glide free and
We'll start over, move forward then question about
Caged birds, pinned wings, contained but unsure
Don't tread on me!
You've bargained more than you're of!
True Mercy Runs In Blood!
Cold Metal, Stressed Angels, That Devil is out.
Track Name: Patriot
I hear howlin on the outer porch
there's smell of burning torch untamed
blood hounds surround us now
cuz theres mischief out on the range
how did this go astray?
we seem to let it slip away
I know we won't get very far
as long as we sit here

-'cause what's spilling out of them
is hate mixed with fear
As liquid is kissed by the air
red is yielded
red is yielded from clear

-it's clear, that I'm the enemy

Maybe if we do what they like, they'll stop hounding us.
Surely if we give up our fight, they'll let us go.
But those who compromise for life will surely find,
the place they once called home now isn't so.

-'cause whats spilling out of them
is hate mixed with fear
as liquid is kissed by the air
red is yielded from
red is yielded from

-Keep your hands above where I can see them
I trust I alone
You've sat so high in yet
You've crawled so low
you've kindled a burning globe- such an awful glow.

-'cause whats spilling out of them
is hate mixed with fear
as liquid is kissed by the air
red is yielded from
red is yielded from clear
from clear
it is hate and it is hate mixed with fear