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Cynomys
08:32
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The prairie is wasted
Choked by the mesquite
An ancient landscape stolen
From beneath our feet
Earth left dry and barren
By the scars of diesel and iron
The great herds of Comancheria
Destroyed by hate - a genocide crime
Lost to the sands of time
Nothing but ghost towns are left behind
Cynomys now displaced
The antelope no longer lock horns
Water ripped from the limestone
And we've feasted on the blood of the world
Lost to the sands of time
Nothing but wastelands are left behind
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2. |
Graveland
03:48
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Get in, let's go for a ride
Down the road that time forgot
There's no time for taking sides
You just make do with what you got
Take a little trip with me
Into the promised land
Where our prosperity
Is buried in the sand
Don't worry, it's not stolen
Those claims are all unproven
Grab your bootstraps, hold down the fort
We always settle out of court
Take a little trip with me
Into the promised land
Where our prosperity
Is buried in the sand
Just sign your life away
And let money take command
C'mon man, there's bills to pay
Welcome to Graveland
We built the roads, we built the lakes
We'll do whatever it takes
We're really in it for the long haul
Unless those barrel prices fall
Take a little trip with me
Into the promised land
Where our prosperity
Is buried in the sand
Just sign your life away
And let money take command
C'mon man, there's bills to pay
Welcome to Graveland
Welcome to Graveland
Take a little trip with me
Into the promised land
Where our prosperity
Is buried in the sand
Just sign your life away
And let money take command
C'mon man, there's bills to pay
Welcome to Graveland
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3. |
Buried and Dead
04:18
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I think that I might be lost
You can't bring me back
Out here there is no one to put my mind at ease
You just turn your back
Now then, we keep on going
We keep on marching
No turning back
Go on, I hear it calling
I'll keep on falling
Into the black
I cannot know why
No I can't even try
When I'm lost in my head
There is no release
No I won't find relief
Until I'm buried and dead
Step now into the void
Where I can't avoid
Your lingering gaze
Reach out into the dark
Try to ignite the spark
That can number the days
I cannot know why
No I can't even try
When I'm lost in my head
There is no release
No I won't find relief
Until I'm buried and dead
Step now into the void
Where I can't avoid
Your lingering gaze
Reach out into the dark
Try to ignite the spark
That can number the days
I cannot know why
No I can't even try
When I'm lost in my head
There is no release
No I won't find relief
Until I'm buried and dead
When there's no turning back
I won't make my attack
'Til I'm bloodsoaked and red
I'm alone in this place
Left with the ghost of your face
Until I'm buried and dead
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4. |
King Cotton
04:37
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Say welcome, we're glad to have you
Shop local, we all know where you buy
Settle down now, good looking kids there
You know we won state back in '85
Don't mind our mascot, it's kinda racist
We were never ones for getting with the times
Don't forget now, we love our farmers
All ten of them inside the county lines
We've got a good thing going here
Made ploughshares from colonial swords
Bend your knee to old King Cotton
And don't forget his fourteen words
We're old fashioned, hard working
Family values kinda folk around here
So keep your head down and mind your business
Forget the city, now you're on the frontier
We love our country, we love Jesus
Don't give a shit about a thing he ever said
It took the hard work of generations
To steal and plunder and ruin this land
We've got a good thing going here
That we built upon a mountain of bones
So bend your knee to old King Cotton
And the barons that belong to his throne
Land's gone dry, making up a dust bowl
We're selling wind, selling sun now
Same folks still own the whole county
King Cotton's heirs still running this show
Still running this show
We've got a good thing going here
So mind your tongue, and don't fuck with the crown
Just bend your knee to old King Cotton
'Cause his stars and bars founded this town
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5. |
Out in the Oilpatch
04:04
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Sometimes when the sun is shining
It takes away my will to live
Those days when the wind is blowing
Steal every breath I have to give
I don't know what I know
But I can't deny
That I know, yeah I know
It's a lie
Out in the oilpatch where it's all gone wrong
We hang our hats on our dismay
Out in the oilpatch where the days are long
We spin our wheels and waste away
There's times that I feel like dying
'Cause I can't break out of this scene
The air here is stale and stifling
And the water tastes like gasoline
Out in the oilpatch where the days are long
We hang our hats on our dismay
Out in the oilpatch where it's all gone wrong
We spin our wheels and waste away
Out in the oilpatch where we don't belong
We've traded all our rain away
Out in the oilpatch where the days are long
We spin our wheels and waste away
Out in the oilpatch
Out in the oilpatch
Out in the oilpatch
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6. |
Karsa
03:42
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I will never look back
There's still smoke on the horizon
The dull glow orange red
In the distance, and fading faster
I won't turn my head away
Ghosts follow in my wake
Dragging behind with sound of chains
Friends and foes I left behind
My eyes ahead, not knowing what I 'll find
I won't turn my head away
Won't bend my knee beneath the weight
I will not avert my gaze
I won't be bound by the elder ways
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7. |
Colony
04:42
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All the roads lead to nowhere
Nothing but sand and regret
When sorrow and loss has eaten all of our sanity
Thank god, thank god there's still vanity
Out here in the colony
Where wealth has never had its fill
Feeling the grit in the wind
Of theft and violence and sin
It seems we're at it again
No redemption
Been so long we believe that it's ours
As the seconds stretch out into hours
And even the water's turned sour
Who's paying attention?
Out here in the colony
Where there is nothing left to steal
Out here in the colony
Where wealth has never had its fill
I've forgotten how to hope
Getting close to the end of my rope
Even so, got it better than most
Godforsaken
Out here in the colony
Where there is nothing left to steal
Out here in the colony
Who's got the luxury to heal?
Out in the colony
Who's got the luxury?
Out in the colony
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8. |
Gone by October
04:32
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I'm staring into the sun
Waiting 'til I go blind
Searing out my own vision
Boiling out my own eyes
I'm tired of seeing this space
All the same things I've already faced
Can't remember the last time I felt
Felt anything at all
In the back of my mind
I remember a time
Something left in my cup
But maybe I made it up
Were you even there back then?
Oh, I don't remember
Lost within my trauma and pain
From a haunted September
There's a story I don't wanna tell
'Cause it's already over
The memory's beginning to fade
Should be gone by October
I'm staring into the wind
Don't know where to even begin
There's a narrative somewhere within
But it's all exposition
Feel the grit in the back of my throat
Is it sorrow or a semblance of hope?
It was gone before I even awoke
My pathetic condition
In the back of my mind
I remember a time
Something left in my cup
I think I made it up
Were you even there back then?
Oh, I don't remember
Lost within my trauma and pain
From a haunted September
There's a story I don't wanna tell
'Cause it's already over
The memory's beginning to fade
Should be gone by October
Spit it out of my cotton-dry mouth
Cannot handle the taste
Wipe the sand and the salt from my eyes
Seven years gone to waste
Were you even there back then?
Oh, I don't remember
Lost within my trauma and pain
From a haunted September
There's a story I don't wanna tell
'Cause it's already over
The memory's beginning to fade
Should be gone by October
Oh, gone by October
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9. |
Coyote Ghost
13:28
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The ghosts of ages betrayed us
And left us cursed and grey
Beneath the two mountains' shadow
There's not much light left in the day
I don't have any hope left
But still, I cannot rest yet
There's something driving me
To the edge
I cannot feel my limbs
But I feel the darkness closing in
My vision's blurring, leaving me
All I feel is the wind
What hope is left when the rot sets in?
The seeds were sewn long ago
Before the cotton and the cattle came in
Awash with blood, our guilt has grown
We've slain all the bison
We've banished the lion
As we fled from the coast
So drink down the venom
Give your bones to the rhythm
Of the Coyote Ghost
I cannot go on
There's no hope at my side
I've lost it all, the great unknown
Now calls me to die
Is there some silver lining?
Can we still make amends?
Our crimes began generations ago
But the hills were ancient then
As the old kingdoms crumble
Can our debts still be paid?
Can the prairies of old be restored?
Only our debtors can say
This rusted empire of iron
That scoured the flesh of the earth
We've wasted all of our water
Is there still hope for rebirth?
I don't have any hope left
But still, I cannot rest yet
There's something driving me
To the edge
I cannot feel my limbs
But I feel the darkness closing in
The rift was lost in time
But the hills were ancient then
There's no turning back time
We can only go forward
When ice and fire collide
The climate gives us its last word
We've slain all the bison
We've banished the lion
As we fled from the coast
So drink down the venom
Give your bones to the rhythm
Of the Coyote Ghost
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