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Albums:

Ash & Ice [LP] (The Kills) · Moonlighting: Live at the Ash Grove (Van Dyke Parks) · The Best of Wishbone Ash (Wishbone Ash) · Ash Wednesday [Bonus Tracks] (Elvis Perkins) · Shelter from the Ash (Six Organs of Admittance) · Wishbone Ash (Wishbone Ash) · Ash Wednesday (Elvis Perkins) · Ash & Ice (The Kills) · Blowing Free: An Introduction to Wishbone Ash (Wishbone Ash) · Ash Wednesday (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 31 other albums »


windows and I'll walk through your doors
Let me live in your country, let me sleep by your shores

Warchild, dance the days and dance the nights away
Who will save the warchild baby
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sorted
Fine by me
At times of war, we're all losers
There's
Senses faded by the grenade cracks

Warchild, Warchild
We fought and died for it...we are

Warchild, Warchild
We cried and bleeded for it

Wake up
Black horizon
Darker than night
The Forest echoes
Tales of the fight

A Holy Warchild
Come to The Stone
To worship wisdom
Usurp The Throne

Fire in
in the end
Nothing can guarantee safety by code
We had no laws

No escape
Burn us out
Warchild
We are the children of the violent effigy
to ash

Self-contained eternity, we've sealed the dawn
By torching the sun with the dragons we have spawned
Farewell to all, it's time to leave
the blackness
Oh darkest hell
Hands moved by the tongue of the serpent
Bringer of vengeance
Blind to forgiveness

Suffer in the fires of repentance
Now
make it out alive, but I won't surrender
Had to take it day by day, had to learn the hard way
Like a phoenix rising up from ash and ember
Ash
One by one by one by one
Kings rise and fall
One by one by one by one
Heavy lies this crown of bones

Yeah, darkness behold
Yeah, this hell we
you're tapping

An ash into a puddle
Made from the urine
Of the dogs
It is very cold
And with the coldness
Comes a quiet
Interrupted
By a sound
(w graber)
They borrow words for thoughts and steal what they feel from fools who choose to feel
For every black and white for every ash to ash
Shipbuilding was Suede's contribution to the Help album in aid of
Warchild for
Bosnia. It is a cover of the Elvis Costello classic and not
Shipbuilding was Suede's contribution to the Help album in aid of
Warchild for
Bosnia. It is a cover of the Elvis Costello classic and not
everyday
I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yea

The makin' of a mad band
Intricate stories of DeVante Swing
Ava
everyday
I just thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yea

[Verse 1: Nas]
The makin' of a mad band
Intricate stories of DeVante
Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
Music by Suzanne Vega & Mitchell Froom 

I only turned to see
What hand had set this inner field alight
Against the flame
Get you a copper kettle
Get you a copper coil
Cover with new made corn mash
And never more you'll toil

Chorus:

You just lay there by the juniper
Charring the flesh
The body is ash
They never will know
Burning the corpse
Consumed by the flames
They never will find
Evidence
In the furnace
down beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are
beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are bursting
unusual anymore to get hurt by you

Just wishing it wasn't real is my only negative way to escape...

ash to ash
I am just garbage with an umbrella So give
All male, nine by nine, hanging gently, swaying in the wind
The bark of ash absorbing the splattered heays of blood
For the return of the sun,
Attracted To A Pile Of Ash
In All My Time I Have Never Seen That.
Distinguishable By A Single Leg Intact.
Body Of Flesh Bones All Turned To Ash.
Fire Of No
Take these hooks from my flesh,
Cast across the ring of fate
By the fire in thine eyes.

This Temple is reduced to ash.

This Corss this thing
Take these hooks from my flesh,
Cast across the ring of fate
By the fire in thine eyes.

This Temple is reduced to ash.

This Corss this thing