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Prelude

Prelude are an English based vocal folk group, who in their most famous line-up consisted of Brian Hume (vocals, guitar), his wife Irene Hume (vocals) and Ian Vardy (guitars, vocals). They formed in their native Gateshead in 1970. more »

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Lovely day, looking at the sun
Enjoying the present
Before reloading the gun

Lovely night, gazing at the rain
Enjoying the moment
Before unloading it all
In my
Brain

The rush of euphoria
Flowing in my veins
As blood slowly pours out
Freeing me from my chains

Lovely day, staring at the sea
Enjoying the sunlight
Before walking right ahead

Lovely night, glaring at the tree
Enjoying the moonlight
Before tightening the knot
Around my
Head

Then I wake up
Alive
Long after dawn
And my courage all gone

All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream

All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Just enough to live by
Til whatever end I'll find

The rush of euphoria
Flowing in my veins
As blood slowly pours out
Freeing me from my chains

A calm smile
Blinding light
Lovely night
I will finally close my
Eyes

Paint the walls with my bowels, a switchblade to carve my muscles,
Kiss a rattlesnake, or jump in a shark infested lake
Grab the AR or the shotty, to rob the dispensary,
Kill everybody, it's a show, then laugh in Death Row
Dancing on the highway, waiting for the train to play
Overdosing on coke, or simply cutting the parachute rope
Drinking a tank, full of bleach, swimming in acid to make me screech
Start the car, breathe in the exhaust, or lie down naked in the frost

Orgasm through strangulation
An ode to bliss and mutilation

Feeling
The knife
Ending
My life

Then I wake up
Alive
Long after dawn
And my courage all gone

All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream

All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Just enough to live by
Til whatever end I'll find

All these sweet deaths
As real as they seem
Are only wasted breath
A guilty pleasure dream

All these honeyed lies
I keep feeding my mind
Look how quickly time flies
Death I'll never find

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