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Sixteen Tons

The Cactus Brothers

The Cactus Brothers

1993

and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I

Mexican Blue

Jolie Holland

Springtime Can Kill You

2006

You're like a saint's song to me
I'll try to sing it pure and easily
You're like a Mexican blue
So bright and clear and pale in the afternoon

I saw

Lion Skin

Hands Like Houses

Ground Dweller

2012

walked before,
Sleeping, with saints and apparitions between the walls.
The lights are out but I walk these halls,
I promised not to wake you, so I'll

by my mistakes?

In the eyes of a saint I'm a stranger
We're all trying to find a way
At the death of every darkness there's a morning
Though we

Annihilation of the Wicked

Nile

Annihilation of the Wicked

Guarded by Terrible Serpents.
Who Careth Not for His Own Cult of Worshippers.

Seker.
Ancient and Dead.
Primeval Master of the World Below.
Remaineth

for his fuckin' script of meds

I apologize for gettin' half of the rap game 
Hooked on gettin' high
Ruby done made everyone wanna die
The cult

The hidden millenary cult

Has wisely survived, away from northern corruption

The living earth awaited the displacement of fire

Entrance

Revelations come to the eye
The third of the set
They'll be lurking deep in the night
With knives in their necks
Convoluted cults came to get
The fruit that

Promises made by
Self-righteous hypocrites unable to see the error of their ways
The only solution is to lay all these constructed brainwashed cults to waste

godless cult No flesh no blood no human touch may enter this revolt  My countless names are trickery Your soul was never thine Obscured by fallen grace I am

I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store.  I was already by then a couple years deep into

the clutches of the childhood thief
No parade to mark the end of a magical age
No fanfare, gone were the days that we didn't care

Duped in to a cult

(Gap Boy on the beat told me any beat you want) 

La, I need a vacation by the lake 
Pussy in my face while she ask me how it taste 
All these fishes

Well you've been wrongfully convicted of a heinous crime
Portrayed by the media as a criminal fucking mind
Agonizing years spent behind metal bars

Cast iron logic
Cult of science, liberating agony
Gas chamber lullaby
Forest of walking logs

Try to saw it, try to assess
Eviscerate, get a closer

I've seen the fallen, I've seen it all 
High on each other's tears 
The dead and those who tried to crawl 
Plagued by the same despairs 
Drown in your

And ima do it like
GOKU
Power in my mind
Hopeless romantic by my side
Kamehame GOKU
I got one life
I fucked catwoman on the last night ride
Mantra of life

A cult enclosed
The line is drawn
Imposing depraved beliefs unto me

Blinded by devotion, your eyes wide shut
You've lost perspective of right

dying breath
Would you not give a hoot if I sailed away
And joined the Foreign Legion
Got fried in the desert, up to my neck in sand
Or buggered by camels

the pain know who it’s facing
Got one Fate by the throat and a forcep
And the other Moirai weeping on my tricep
In a chokehold from the Grim Reaper
And I’m

a liar
It looks like I've stumbled upon an cult
(At a Monster Party)
Oh Everyone seems to be clapping along
To the rhythm of the skeleton band
(There are

of technological gain
The cults of adults, diabolical Cain
Always being found in the pit
Never being the same
Always surrounded by the sound, being afraid

Bring me your weak, your sick, your dying
Let me show you the way to salvation
Purifi ed in agony, be touched by the hand of god

The life of the lie

gotta take away his power to lead and sever the ties
They've got humanity all locked into a death cult everyone dies
Rebel army rising united by purpose