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The Golem
00:50
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The days are over before they begin
And the end is clearer than it’s ever been
I made my choice: chosen family emancipation
An unlovable, unfeeling mass
I never stop to think twice
If you can’t deal, I truly get it
I was never good at playing nice
I am the golem
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Blood Libel
01:30
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Blood libel
You talk your shit then roll in it
Enough to make me seethe
You look like pigs and stink like them
Now I can hardly breathe
I hear that you’ve got beef
But I think you best stay clear
Your sacred cow is butchered
Grilled up, slow cooked, and seared
Forgive me for my sins
Oh, venerated punk rock saint
I’ve cast a stone or two
But now you’re acting like you ain’t
Subjected to a thousand years
Of dumb, misguided rage
You all have not been the shit
Since King James flipped the final page
You say we drink your blood
That I’m a waste of space
You hit me in the mouth
So now I’ve got a taste
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Golden Calf
00:58
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I turned a blind eye to the golden calf
A people pleaser, you don’t know the half
Don’t know what I want ‘til it’s too damn late
Stare at my reflection, all I feel is hate
An idol built and scaled to size
All my fuckups are magnified
Some failures live forever
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Burning Bush
01:02
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Invite my demons in
Pull them from the storm
Wearing friendly faces
A fire could keep them warm
They first consumed my mind
And then reached for my heart
The ones that said they cared
Saw me ripped apart
There is no burning bush on my lawn
I only have my friends, the ones not gone
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5. |
Self-Immolation
01:28
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Where there’s smoke there’s fire
And I’m gonna let that shit burn
You’ll soon run out of time
And you’ve got a lot to learn
I did my best to do what’s right
If you could think straight you’d agree
I’m walking over eggshells
While you walk all over me
A burnt offering, self-immolation
You reach out to death
A premature cremation
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Covered Mirrors
02:02
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Facing covered mirrors
We are all the same
You reached for the cloak
And it’s a fucking shame
I thought that you could be trusted
But I should have known from the start
You never gave a shit
And you never had the heart
Every day I search for those I’d sit for
Seven days and nights I’d let my tears pour
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Burning Bush Kansas City, Missouri
Kansas City's Chosen Band.
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