THE LORD WEIRD SLOUGH FEG LYRICS

1. Robostus

[Instrumental]

2. I Will Kill You / You Will Die

Released from the bondage
Bloodlust is turned to knowledge
I will kill you
Return into the carnage

Sentient forms have risen
Time is an endless prison
You will die
I'll become cold and wizened

You know your place in history
Are you denying I am free?
Any prophet of this new dark age can see

Rise from the tomb of millions
Crawl to become reptilian
I will kill you

Like those who came before you
Life never ceased to bore you
You will die
History will ignore you

Then you'll engage in sophistry
Why can't you handle being free?
Another victim of a slaughter prophecy

No need for ritual slaughter
Bow to the crest of martyrs
You will evolve
But not getting any smarter

You think the truth will set you free
While you're denying what you see
Any prophet of this new dark age can see

3. Portcullis

[Instrumental]

4. Hiberno-Latin Invasion

And when they came
They came from far
To make their claim

For sake of ale
Lantern and earth
Expanse of sea
Wisdom and mirth

They laid us low
And took our wives
And left their woe

Ireland before the Gauls
Ursu the son of Bran
Then the Latins drove our cattle across the wasted land
Conchobor MacNessa reaches out from mother's womb
As the night sky tells a tale of doom

5. Climax Of A Generation

[Instrumental]

6. Atavism

Descending and turning
A shadow with soles in his hand
Standing alone by the garden I hear his command
Swaying blindly, under a moribund sun
Strangely the pain has only begun

Painlessly crossing the yard-lines,
the ball in his hand
Piles of bodies dispatched in the grass
and the sand
Helmets crashing, under the weight of the one
Vaguely aware the pain has begun

Out of the window the sirens of slaughter begin
Whistling alone in the silence
I hear them come in
Fading, blinded, foraging under the leaves
Strangely the pain is finally relieved

7. Eumaeus The Swineherd

Twelve herds on the mainland's shore
Gathering slaughter I wait
I'll bring you my finest boar
Driving the droves to their fate
I am a swineherd awaiting my master's return
From the city of Troy

The anger of Gods increase
Gathering slaughter to burn
The baying of hounds won't cease
Long for their master they yearn
Suitors will fall to the hand of my master
Upon his triumphant return

The insolent suitors boast
Carelessly stalking their prey
I'm ranging the island's coast
Searching my mind for a way
I am a swineherd impatiently waiting
The spilling of blood on that day

8. Curse Of Athena

Swept on the shore by the light of the silver moon's glaive
Creeping of dawn through the street in the rags of a slave
Once I was lord of this kingdom from city to sea
Now twenty years past the townsfolk are laughing at me

Crouched in the hut of the swineherd
I don my disguise
Faced with the kindness and questions
I meet them with lies
Dirty and smoke-stained I'm all shriveled flesh, gnarled limb
Touched by the hand of the goddess my eyes become grim

9. Agnostic Grunt

Your random faith has run away
abandoned traits of yesterday
And stripped of everything but balls and blood
Your cryptic message finally understood

The message comes in loud and clear
You'll force the world to adhere
The only consolation I can find
Is in the legacy you left behind

See them driven before you
Through the eyes of a slave
Once they tried to ignore you
Now you spit on their grave

10. High Season V

Now I can see that you're trying to ignore me
Leaving my blood on your trail
Where are the voices of those who adore me?
I wait for the truth to prevail

Look in my mind, you can see that it's churning
Fate is no crime, now the pages are burning

Now as you ask from the grave for forgiveness
Promising riches of old
Laugh in your face as I'm rolling in stitches
And wait for the truth to be told

Look in my eyes, you can see that they're burning
Fate is no crime, now the pages are turning

11. Starport Blues

Starport nightlife in its twilight has become obscene
Military women they won't keep your conscience clean
Thought police won't stop me messing around

Tangled in my body suit I slip into the night
Hoping against all hope she will understand my plight
Smart patrol won't keep my feet on the ground

Went out for a midnight rendezvous on brothel row
Cybernetic overcharge will make her circuits blow

12. Man Out Of Time

A man out of time
Succumbing to false pride
Abandoned the cause
I'm caught on the wrong side
Ageless matter fills mind blood and scatters
Time weighs heavy on shoulders of the brave

The curtain of time will fall on a dark age
The mighty will fall
But I'll overcome rage
Burled deep beneath the raging waters
Fortune, freedom, beyond the hand of time

I've fallen from grace
But stricken with reason
Your time has arrived
And I'm out of season
Ageless matter fills my mind and shatters
Burn the future, the past will come alive

13. Agony Slalom

No need for ritual slaughter
Bow to the crest of martyrs
I was born to pine away

Sacrificed at the alter
Cast down by your exalter
Haven't you got any shame?

Agony's the way that heroes rise
Covering your craft in morbid lies

Prostrate your mind and body
Hopelessly worn and bloody
Following the hand of fate

Goodbye to bold romances
Castrated song and dances
Purgatory just can't wait

Any other way we're sure to fail
Bleed for me today, you'll soon prevail

Your fate is on your hands, so measure up your might
And cut me to the chase, 'cause now its fight or flight

Agony's the way that heroes rise
Coveting your corpses I surmise

14. Atavism II

I've been to this place before
I'm fighting a silent war with you
I've carried this cross for too long

Nailed to my body bleeding
And off of my blood you're feeding
You buried your thorns around my bed

Memories of caterwaul
Resound against the hand of violence
Randomly decides the fate of man
While inside your callous dreams I'm banging
on the gates of sorrow
Trying to find a way to understand

You think the truth will set you free
While you're still rotting here with me
Your subtle adaptation
Was my extermination
And now your lies have conquered me

You think the past will come alive
And with that hopeless faith you strive
My fate's beyond selection
Your flaws beyond correction
Only the weakest will survive

You think the truth will set you free
I'll test your idle prophecy
Your lies are all recessive
My truth is retrogressive
More than you're likely to foresee







THE LORD WEIRD SLOUGH FEG LYRICS