TWITCHING TONGUES LYRICS
1. Preacher Man
Momma, I’ve got something to ask you, have things been alright?
Dad’s been gone for a while, and the doors been locked up tight.
Shouldn’t he be home any minute? Wish I knew what was going on.
I was such a young boy then, still I knew, something was wrong.
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair? Why can’t I see my daddy no more?
Momma, you don’t have to tell me, we all got our secrets.
Even then I had a feeling I wouldn’t know the truth for several years to come.
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair? Why can’t I see my daddy no more?
Seemed simple enough. Love divided. Innocent eyes don’t fear change.
If you’d have told me, then, the cause for departure, you’d see a different man before you today.
With thoughts of suicide and my mother on his mind, still I wonder what my father would say:
“Priest. No man of his word. Minister of disbelief.
A bastard, a liar, a hypocrite. Manipulative motherfucker stole my life from me.
Who is this preacher man? Used to call him a friend of mine.
Who does this coward think he is in my chair? Why can’t I see my kids no more?
I know this preacher man, he ain’t no friend of mine.
Now he’s gone and changed the life of my children.
Dead preacher I hope to find.”
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
2. Feed Your Disease
Line by line.
Single file.
Holy valentine.
Blistered smile.
Your stench pollutes my lungs and soul.
Selfish addiction, no control.
Indivisible, divided, you rot.
Suicidal ideation, fear not…
One by one.
Foam at the mouth.
All for fun.
Tongues hanging south.
Euphoric religious ecstasy.
Deadly laboratory doused in empathy.
Indivisible, divided, you rot.
Suicidal ideation, fear not…
So, what do you need? Please, take it from me.
Whatever you need, I’ll feed your disease.
Chemical imbalance.
Searching for a fix.
Salivating and begging.
Looks like you’ve found your niche.
Hands and knees are covered…
in your family’s spit.
Let the thought that they can live without you drive your crusade.
So, what do you need? Please, take it from me.
Whatever you need, I’ll feed your disease.
From the first tear you shed…
to the curtain call for the dishonored dead.
May sin guide you to your final deeds.
What is your disease? Your greed feeds your need.
What do you believe? Join the deceased.
3. At The Gallows End
[originally by Candlemass]
Sunrise I greet you, the beauty of your light
so warm and tender was never the night
In tears I see you, the last time it will be
so give me your blessing, I'll meet my destiny
No rest for the Sinner
Hypnos refused me my sleep
This was the last night of my life
with wine I pondered on my deeds
I drank to the devil with servants
It's good with a friend where you go
No one would share my last chalice
So I drink to the ones that I know
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end
With sad emotions, I sing this epitaph
my swansong, my headstone, the farewell of my heart
The hills of Tyburn, up where the gallows stand
only the vultures will come to see me hang
Behold the sight of Golgatha
The gallows enlightened by the moon
Proud of his art are the carpenter
His creation a tool for my doom
I am the outcast, no winner
I am the fallen, the one
that lived all his life as a sinner
The Tempter has called me his son
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end
Soon it is time the dark has now fled
and I see the place for my death
the priest he will pray for my lost soul
I'm sure he's wasting his time
A sinner, a fool or a devil
or just a victim of life
It's no fun to burn in hell's fire
but I sure have enjoyed my life
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end
Michael Cesario — Drums
Taylor Young — Guitars, Vocals
Colin Young — Vocals, Lyrics
Keith Paull — Bass
Taylor Young — Guitars, Vocals
Colin Young — Vocals, Lyrics
Keith Paull — Bass
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