GALLOWS LYRICS

1. The Riverbank

Grey Britain is burning down.
We'll be buried alive, before we drown.
The Queen is dead, so is this ground.
The shallow grave, fit for the crown.
Stick your coffins in the riverbed,
where all our sins are laid to rest.
Set alight to the flag we used to fly
God help us now, we are ready to die.

2. London Is The Reason

We are the rats and we run this town.
We are the black plague bearing down.
We have no fear, and we have no pity.
We hate you, we hate this city.

Every mistake you ever made,
the bodies you thought would never need graves.
They pave the gutters of London town,
until the streets become a feeding ground.

London is the reason.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.

We are the rats and we run this town.
We are the black plague bearing down.
We have no fear, we have no pity.
We hate you, we hate this city.

The River Thames is running dry.
The bodies have been piled high,
all the corpses washed up on the shores,
we'll drag them out because they are yours.

London is the reason.
London is the reason.
London is the reason.

We are the rats and we run this town.
We are the black plague bearing down.
We have no fear, we have no pity.
We hate you, we hate this city.

London is the reason,
when it burns down we'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason,
when it burns down we'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason,
when it burns down we'll be tried for treason.
London is the reason,
when it burns down we'll be tried for treason.
Yeah!

3. Leeches

Forget yourselves,
you're all going to burn in hell.
You have no redeeming features.
Cold blooded. Love leeches.

If your hands could talk,
they'd choke themselves to death before they were caught.
They have seen the horror.

I don't drink the wine,
and I can't stomach the lies.
A million 'Hail Marry's won't save you now,
We're burning all your churches down.
[x2]

Forget yourselves,
you're all going to burn in hell.
You have no redeeming features.
Cold blooded. Love leeches.

If your hands could talk,
they'd choke themselves to death before they were caught.
They have seen the horror.

I don't drink the wine,
and I can't stomach the lies.
A million 'Hail Marry's won't save you now,
We're burning all your churches down.
[x2]

I don't drink the wine,
and I can't stomach the lies.
A million 'Hail Marry's won't save you now,
We're burning all your churches down.
[x2]

Forget yourselves,
you're all going to burn in hell.
You have no redeeming features.
Cold blooded. Love leeches.

If your hands could talk,
they'd choke themselves to death before they were caught.
They have seen the horror.
They have seen the horror.

4. Black Eyes

I keep a fresh razorblade in the sole of my shoe,
it helps me when I get stuck thinking of you.
{With my} hands and knees, head on the floor.
Doubled up, {feeling} so sore.

Everything is falling apart,
I stopped living when I drained my heart.
Cracked ribs, split lips,
I know where you live.
Everything is turning black.
They ate my bones so you can't go back.
Clawed feet, black beaks.
I know where you live.

Drink the poison. Trace the veins,
your saviours will not be saved.
You've got the Devils mouth and it's full of lies.
Black eyes.

Everything is falling apart,
I stopped living when I drained my heart.
Cracked ribs, split lips,
I know where you live.
Everything is turning black.
They ate my bones so you can't go back.
Clawed feet, black beaks.
I know where you live.

Drink the poison. Trace the veins,
your saviours will not be saved.
You've got the Devils mouth and it's full of lies.
Black eyes.

Drink the poison. Trace the veins,
your saviours will not be saved.
You've got the Devils mouth and it's fucking full of lies.
Black eyes.

Black eyes.
Black eyes.
Black eyes.
Black eyes.

Drink the poison. Trace the veins,
your saviours will not be saved.
You've got the Devils mouth and it's full of lies.
Black eyes.

Everything is falling apart,
I stopped living when I drained my heart.
Cracked ribs, split lips,
I know where you live.
I know where you live.

Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)

Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)
Drink the poison (Black eyes)

5. I Dread The Night

I'm going out tonight.
Got an ache in my guts and my stomach's alight.
So crack your fucking knuckles and straighten my spine.
We are the night.

I'm going out tonight.
Got a burning in my blood that just ain't right.
So I'll tear my fucking muscles while I watch the time.
We are the night.

I'm lying with my back to the floor,
I ain't ever been in so much pain before.
If I said I wasn't scared I'd be a fucking liar,
my body's burning like it's on fire.

Sweating like I ain't before,
first it was a cold, now it's a fever for sure.
Forget singing, I can barely speak.
I think I'm fucking dying, I can't breathe.

And I wanna be, anyone in the world but me.
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of mistakes repeated.

And I wanna be, anyone in the world but me.
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of fucking mistakes repeated.

I'm going out tonight.
Got an ache in my guts and my stomach's alight.
So crack your fucking knuckles and straighten my spine.
We are the night.

I'm going out tonight.
Got a burning in my blood that just ain't right.
So I'll tear my fucking muscles while I watch the time.
We are the night.
We are the night.

There will be no more grey.
We have finished digging the grave.
We are the new black,
and we're as serious as a heart attack.

We are the night.
We are the night.

We are the night.
We are the night.
We are the new black,
we're as serious as a heart attack.
[x2]

And I wanna be, anyone in the world but me.
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of mistakes repeated.

And I wanna be, anyone in the world but me.
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of fucking mistakes repeated.

And I wanna be, and I wanna be
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of mistakes repeated.

And I wanna be, anyone in the world but me.
Trapped in the body of a man defeated,
I am the shame of mistakes repeated.

6. Death Voices

Drag your crosses through the ground,
throw the carcass to the hounds.
The ship we wrecked is going down.
The river is a bitch and tonight she howls.
Remember me as you pass by,
as you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be,
prepare for death, follow me.

Four nails, four corners,
four riders and four horses.
Bring me famine, bring me death,
bring me war and pestilence.
Throw your fists into the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down.
This is a cold grey world we made for ourselves.
The bed we made is a grave in Hell.

Remember me as you pass by,
as you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be,
prepare for death, follow me.
The sky tears open and it pours with blood,
the moon turns red and the streets will flood.
Dig out your casket and fill it with stone.
This is the end of the world,
and we are bringing it home.

Four nails, four corners,
four riders and four horses.
Bring me famine, bring me death,
bring me war and pestilence.
Throw your fists into the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down.
This is a cold grey world we made for ourselves.
The bed we made is a grave in Hell.

So kill yourself
'cause there ain't nothing else.
Go on and fucking kill yourself.

Four nails, four corners,
four riders and four horses.
Four tales, death voices.
No love, all corpses.
Throw your fists into the ground,
beat by beat as the blows rain down.
This is a cold grey world we made for ourselves.
The bed we made is a grave in Hell.

So kill yourself
'cause there ain't nothing else.
Go on and fucking kill yourself.

7. The Vulture (Act I & II)

[Act I]

When you work for the father
of sinners never saved,
you carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes,
he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered,
no one will speak your name.

Cursed are the places you have been,
you lead us there and forced us in.
Take the girls,
to become the daughters,
and if the horses won't drink,
drown them in the water.

When you work for the father
of sinners never saved,
you carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes,
he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered,
no one will speak your name.

Cursed are the places you have been,
you lead us there and forced us in.
Take the girls,
to become the daughters,
and if the horses won't drink,
drown them in the water.

[Act II]

When you work for the father
of sinners never saved,
you carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes,
and he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered,
no one will speak your name.

Live by the sword,
die for the lord,
Call down the vulture
to dine on the corpse.

Cursed are the places you have been,
you lead us there and forced us in.
Take the girls,
to become the daughters,
and if the horses won't drink,
drown them in the water.

When you work for the father
of sinners never saved,
you carry the net,
and he holds the spade.
You will drag the lakes,
and he will rob the graves.
You will be remembered,
no one will speak your name.

Live by the sword,
die for the lord,
Call down the vulture
to dine on the corpse.

Cursed are the places you have been,
you lead us there and forced us in.
Take the girls,
to become the daughters,
and if the horses won't drink,
drown them in the water.

This is the end!

8. The Riverbed

Let it rain.
Walk in slow with arms outstretched,
We are the brothers,
In my brothers I trust,
I know that the devil watches over us,
Walk in slow with arms outstretched,
Breathe in deep, hold your breath.
Let it rain on me.
Let it rain.
Let it rain on me.
Let it rain on me.
Let it rain on me.

Let it rain on me.
Let it rain on me.
Let it rain on me.

9. The Great Forgiver

When I died I walked into the light
but what I saw I didn't like.
Well I went to heaven but I didn't go in
they don't condemn the sinners.
They condemn the sin.
Heaven is full of fucking scum,
If they live like pigs they will die like one.
There will never be enough forgiveness.

Saint Peter, I must confess,
I'm more of a Devil than my life suggests.
Tell god it's appreciated, but I was born in Hell,
Hell is where we made it.

And if god is the great forgiver,
then all the scum will be delivered.
They bury the men, but not their sins,
They just say a prayer and take them with them.
Heaven is full of fucking scum,
If they live like pigs they will die like one.
There will never be enough forgiveness.

Saint Peter, I must confess,
I'm more of a Devil than my life suggests.
Tell god it's appreciated, but I was born in Hell,
Hell is where we made it.

Saint Peter, I must confess,
I'm more of a Devil than my life suggests.
Tell god it's appreciated, but I was born in Hell,
Hell is where we made it.

10. Graves

[Featuring Simon Neil]

Black cross burns,
above our graves.
[x4]

Blood hands rest,
above our graves.
[x4]

Lie with baited breath,
I will not wait for death.
We all share the same fate,
in our graves.

Calling all you helpless souls,
throw down your swords and tools,
and strike a conversation about my blood hands,
there are no words to say, "I just killed a man".

The black cross burns above our graves.

11. Queensberry Rules

Scratch one more to the body count,
another dead kid you don't care about.
Forget what the paper reads,
safe in your house while another kid bleeds.
Every one of us to blame.
for each capital teen who died in vain,
we are fucking worse if not the same,
we read the filth but forget the names.

No money for a funeral
'till you sell your story out to the world.
Hoods up, knives out, "protect ya neck"
with no remorse and no respect.
For every teen who lost their life
hung on the end of a kitchen knife,
we will carve this cross into your chest
to remind you of this fucking mess.

Kitchen knives are the silent kill,
gun shots start the rumour mill.
Let's take this back to the old school,
live out our lives by the Queensberry rules.
Two fists clenched tight,
two fucking wrong-uns who both think they're right.
The bigger they are
The harder they fucking fall

No money for a funeral
'till you sell your story out to the world.
Hoods up, knives out, "protect ya neck"
No remorse and no respect.
For every teen who lost their life
hung on the end of a kitchen knife,
we will carve this cross into your chest
to remind you of this fucking mess.

The Union Jack has bled away.
It's black and white, and it's fucking grey.
The cells are cold, the streets are the same,
it's been a dead summer, and we're praying for rain.
Your heart of gold is dead and cold,
and you wonder when your dreams got old.
Walk yourselves down to the Thames,
and throw your knives in so that this can end.

12. Misery

FUCK!
Misery fucking loves me,
and I love her so.
She is the cold embrace of no escape,
when I'm left alone.
Misery fucking loves me,
and I love her too.
She is the dying breath of nothing left,
that I've become accustomed to.

There is nothing left for me,
I want to kill myself just for relief.
Black cloud, death shroud.
The weight of the world dragging me down.
I have nothing to offer anyone,
the hopes of the hopeless coming undone,
misery is my only friend,
she is a cold fucking snap,
but she is not the end.

Misery fucking loves me,
but I love her more.
She is the last light, the dark nights,
noose around my neck, the hole in the floor.
There is nothing left for me,
I want to kill myself just for relief.
Black cloud, death shroud.
The weight of the world dragging me down.
I have nothing to offer anyone,
the hopes of the hopeless coming undone,
misery is my only friend,
she is a cold fucking snap,
but she is not the end.

MISERY!
Misery fucking loves us,
AND WE LOVE HER TOO.
Misery fucking loves us,
AND WE LOVE HER TOO.
Misery fucking loves us,
AND WE LOVE HER TOO.
Misery fucking loves us,
AND WE LOVE HER TOO.

13. Crucifucks

Nail their bodies to the crucifix,
slit the throats of all the priests.
The last smile they will ever express,
a gaping hole running right through their necks.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?
All your sins will be forgiven,
when your blood begins to thicken.
You have no answers to our questions,
god bless this great depression.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
and all the pigs should be bled dry.
Who's with me?

Throw the bodies into the streets,
{we're} nothing more than rotting meat.
Taught not to bite the hand that feeds,
till it's cold and dry and no longer bleeds.
The snakes get fat while the good rats die,
so all the pigs should be bled dry.

The London metropolitan, all the fucking clergymen,
child abusers, national front,
rapists, racists, all fucking scum.
And they march hand-in-hand,
they rape our green and pleasant land.
Dust to dust, earth to earth,
the new born babies {should be} drowned at birth.
There ain't no future for England's sons,
their nine years old, and they all carry guns.
So take out your crowbars, take out your knives,
drain out your blood we all deserve to die.

It's time for us to take a stand,
we are dying on our knees in this grey broken land.
And all the martyrs they have convinced themselves,
that death ain't a sin, when you're living in Hell.
There ain't no glory, and there ain't no hope,
we will hang ourselves, just show us the rope.
There ain't no scapegoats left to blame,
we brought this on ourselves when we could have been the change.

Grey Britain is fucking dead,
so cut our throats, end our lives, let's fucking start again.





GALLOWS LYRICS