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H e l l m u s t k n ow t h e r e h av e b e e n w o r s e t h i n g s Iv e d o n e , P u r g e t h e s e d a y
Wi ll we accept th e th in gs we mu st?
o w o r ld
Wh en th e pag e tu rn s tomo rrow with th e h u rt to g ive u p Cu rse u s as God has so ld u s, Beli eve me Hell has n o room fo r you r crim e h ere
m e u n t i l t h e b l o o d
n o mo re han ds to h o ld
f o r to m o r r o w
B e a t
& t h e
b o n e
f i n d
o u r
e n d
n e a r
Rai se you r han ds h i g h ! You n g b roth ers and i s isters Th eres a wo rlds wo rth o f wo rk an d a n eed fo r you O h a chan g e i s comin g, fee l th ese d oo rs n ow closin g in Is th ere n o wo rld fo r tomo rrow, i f we wait fo r to day? So march to th e d rumm in g, Sh ow th em youre comin g, Youve b een th ei r play toy Cut to th e carvin g, Bl eed th em ti l rob bin g, En ou g h ! Th eyll take n o mo re Cu rse u s, th ese gods arent fakin g, Have mercy on th e cowards, boy. Th eyll pray to have you lose
H e l p u s , t h i s w o r l d s n o w b r e a k i n g
Youve been g iven all th e power, boy. Now go an d make you r move
In th e li g ht well sin g, As all h u rt mu st brin g, In th e fall in g cu sp, O f all b ro ken th in gs In th e comin g du sk, You wi ll call on u s, An d un ite we mu st, Im th e Crowin g! You r wo rds mean n oth in g at all, So n ow I lay You all th in k youve fi gu red me out. Do as I say I sai d, Come , Momma! Come , Momma! As I n eed.
So n ow th eyve n oti ced all youve g iven in sou n d, Let u s in, let u s in Give me love over li fe th e sweet soft o f g rou n d, Let u s in, let u s in n ow
eathers
H i s t o r y s m a d e i t s m a r k i n a n g e r A s e v e r y b o d y k n o w s , i t s w h a t w e d o , I t s n o t h i n g n e w The next chords struck are fault & failure And we both know that finger points on cue, THERES BLAME FOR TWO Do you really want him calling, Newo? D o y o u r e a l l y t h i n k h e s c o m i n g b a c k t o y o u ? Oh, once the world stops spinning, read that writing on the wall I s t h e r e a n o t h e r , N e w o ? Is there cushion just enough to break the fall? Oh, dont you cry Just lie there baby in the past Cause if you want it all right now Hide your feathers, On the back porch, baby H e s c o m i n g h o m e f o r y o u v e b e e n s u c h a l i a r Hide your feathers, Little back porch lady Youre too oldenough to cry those sorry eyes out over the world Hear me scream outside your window Im only here to make my peace with you t h e r e s s o m e t h i n g n e w It was our time, that day in our lives If I could do things different what would I choose? OH DONT YOU CRY MAMA, Oh dont you cry no, no N o o t h e r w o u l d w a i t f o r a l o v e r, T o e m b r a c e , b o y W h e n t h e r e s n o m o r e r o o m f o r l o v e Youll sell her off to the sharks
c o m i n g
Come on, Come on, Come on, Youve got to give it to me As though you want it to, Come on and set me free ILL DIG IT TIL WEVE MADE YOUR GRAVE, Oh, youve been a bad, bad boy Ill cut it til I carve it out, And stick it in a sad, sad song W h y t h e b o t h e r, y o u r e n o b r o t h e r, Y o u r e t h e w r o n g I n e e d Y o u g o t a n o t h e r t h i n g
B o y, w e a l l f o u n d a n a u d i e n c e , W h i l e y o u f o u n d t h e w o r s t o f m e
Surprise, Boy! This tides come a turning, No room to mourn what you have lost Oh, no waiting while the willing, Poor little hound of blood & rank W h o d e s e r v e s e v e r y o u n c e o f w h a t s c o m i n g
G o d , i t s t i m e f o r t h e c u r i n g , O n l y y o u r e i n f o r t h a t b i g r e f u s e
Within the dust we left you dying, If only words can keep you hiding I h o p e y o u r l i f e s a l i v i n g h e l l , I T S A L L O N Y O U , B O Y
We c a u g h t y o u o n t h e w r o n g s i d e o f l y i n g
We l l g o o n , c o w a r d s w e v e o f f e d y o u , c o w a r d s w e v e o f f e d y o u
A N E W D AY S M A R C H I N G T H R O U G H T H E D O O R
How could you ever think youd make it here? Through the struggles youve endured Youve come so far from innocence D i d i t b l e e d ? Wa s i t s o r e ?
he Running Free
As only you would be If you never owed them anything And now youve found your way out In the trust youve seen your path on home i n h e l l
Spend your time well before you go h e Your living ends before the engineer r e
Wa s i t g r e e d t h a t p u s h e d y o u r h e a r t t h r o u g h t h e s t r u g g l e s y o u v e e n d u r e d ? T h e r e s a h e l l i n a l l o f u s
other Superior
Yo u r t i m e h a s c o m e t o p i c k t h e r o a d y o u l l w a l k i n t h i s t a l e H e r e , s l e e p at t h e b o t t o m o f h e l l
Tu r n e d a n d a s a c o w a r d y o u v e l e a r n e d Th r o u g h s i c k n e s s a n d h e a lt h , t h e r e s o n ly o n e N OW G O A N D B I T E YO U R T O N G U E
Yo u v e g o t n o t h i n g t o p r o v e S t a y a f r a i d . Yo u n g b r o t h e r Y o u v e g o t n o t h i n g
( T h e r e s j u s t n o t i m e C o m e o n ! I t s j u s t t h e h u r t I m l o o k i n g f o r
f o r
t h i s )
t o
p r o v e
I D O N T WA N N A L I V E N O M O R E Youve got the gun, Ive got the bullets, Dont wanna live no more O h b a b y b e m y l o v e r, g o o n & p u l l t h a t t r i g g e r Y o u r e t h e s i n o f t h i s c i t y, N o w r e p e n t f o r t h e w r o n g y o u v e d o n e ( I m n o t s o r r y f o r t h i s , n o t s o r r y a t a l l ) Youre a snake undercover With no room for another just these bad motherfuckers Leave a long trail of nothing, Little bad boy with gun in hand ( I t s b e s t t h a t y o u d o n t g o w a l k i n g t h r o u g h t h e r e ) Now please a come boy a poppin Cause God knows I aint know stopping til you breathe none L e t f l o o d o u t t h e w e a s e l s h o l e , ( O h , C h r i s t w i l l y o u b u r y m y b o d y ) T o c h o k e o u t a l l t h e l i e s i t s t o l d , ( O h , C h r i s t w i l l y o u b u r y m y b o d y )
Yo u r e f r i g h t e n e d o f l e av i n g t h i s t r u l y g o n e f i s h i n g a m a l g a m
With time, hope the hurt gets old, (Oh, Christ will you bury my body) L e t s f u c k o u t t h e w e a s e l s h o l e , ( O h , C h r i s t w i l l y o u b u r y m y b o d y )
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ustice In Murder
Is this the way I want them seeing me? Please leave your memories at the door
T h e r e s j u s t n o r o o m i n s i d e t h e s e w a l l s
w i l l
t a k e
y o u r
l i f e
N o w i t s t i m e , p l e a s e p r a y f o r m e
B l o w o f f s o r r o w, g o o d b y e t o m o r r o w
There is no worse than the curse theyve given me Ill wish you the best when Im lost to eternity T h i s m u l e s s e e n i t s e n d i n l o v e & w a r
But my mind has a clever way of turning all the worst to right Ive found OH NO, So tell them like you did it, No maybes W e l l l e a v e i t o n t h e r a d i o, W e r e c a l l i n g a l l c o w a r d s
We r e t h r o w i n g a l l c a u t i o n t o t h e w i n d
N o w b o y, t h a t y o u v e m a d e i t s o , W h y a r e y o u a f r a i d o f w h a t y o u v e d o n e ? Return to the dirt with this cursed affair A lever to pull upon and the buried well leave there
O n l y h o w w i l l t h e y e v e r f i n d t h e i r w a y, T o t h e r o a d , t o a b e t t e r p l a c e OH NO, So tell them like you did it, No maybes Where the memories, they dont live to fade away
L i k e y o u i t s t h e c u r s e o f t h e r a d i o b y e , b y e
he End Complete
These are the days, The end complete A world still turning to the sound of the suffering Y o u a r e t h e j u r y. We a r e t h e s a i n t s Our minds divide, The past repeats A war still brewing in the hearts of those we once bled I am the knowingthe living dead
N o w o r d s t o s a y, T h e w o r s t d i s p l a y e d What once was courage is now cursed in the hurt weve made We a r e t h e s i n n e r s b e f o r e o u r g r a v e s
Now leave in peace, The dead unsaved A world still turning down the path towards the end complete N o w s p i t e m e j u r y, I v e c o m e f o r c h a n g e
n the Brink
The worlds have now learned of the worst yet to come On the brink of an end, a boy learns to run How you love, or could you, Mr. Man of the Year? Wa l k i n g t a l l w i t h n o t h i n g t o f e a r f r o m t h i s Dont pass up this chance, Go tear down the walls No Gods will be watching, No one cares enough at all These words need now an ending As they did at the start, But Ill keep on pretending I wont go Dont cry no more, boy Youve got the other side of your life, so enjoy I l l m o v e o u t t h e f r o n t d o o r, A n d t a k e o u t y o u r t r a s h But Ill no longer be haunting here, IM NOT COMING BACK T h e w o r l d m u s t k n o w m y s t o r y, S o l o n g A m o r y Please drive me home one last time
GOD, He will not save you IS NOT, He will not save you HERE! H e w i l l n o t
s a v e
y o u
Youve been stealing my lines, Now go on living your lies For on your knees you will find, Youll face a jury in hell Those were the days , The end complete The world is burning to the sound of the suffering
Y o u a r e t h e j u r y, w e a r e t h e s a i n t s
B y
Claudio Sanchez - Vocals, Guitar, Keys & Synths Travis Stever - Guitar, Backing Vocals Michael Todd - Bass
**except The Running Free and The Road and The Damned Written
Chris Pennie - Drums* *Taylor Hawkins played all drums on this album and appears courtesy of Roswell/RCA Records
by Claudio Sanchez with Sam Hollander and Dave Katz, and Published by The.Bag.On.Line Adventures (sesac), Mayday Malone Music (ascap) / Dimensional Music of 1091 (ascap) All Songs EMI Music Publishing Album Art by Ken Kelly
Co-produced by Coheed And Cambria Mixed by Randy Staub @ the Warehouse, Vancouver, BC, Canada Assisted by Zach Blackstone
Album design and layout by Bill Scoville Art Conceptualized by Claudio Sanchez
Recorded at The Pass Studios, Los Angeles, April-June 2007 Additional Engineering by Nick Raskulinecz Second Engineer - Zephyrus Sowers Drum Tech - Jon Nicholson
Assistant Manager - Lindsey Nutter Production Manager - Pete Stahl A & R - Rick Rubin
Mastered by Brian Big Bass Gardner at Bernie Grundman Mastering, Hollywood, CA Lyrics by Claudio Sanchez
US Publicity - Ken Weinstein for Big Hassle and Tom Muzquiz for Columbia Records
Business - Sue Davidian and David Weise for David Weise and Associates
Acoustic demos written and performed by Claudio Sanchez Animated Projections created by John McGuire with artwork by Christopher Shy Tour photos courtesy of Erin Williams and Erin Caruso Video Production: Bryan Younce, Sony BMG Product Manager: Nina Webb, Columbia Records All studio footage captured by Gaby Duong Claudio Sanchez interview and live footage by Blaze James Editor: Kevin Flynn Assistant Editor: Brian F Gordon Post Production: L2 Digital, Santa Monica, CA In Loving Memory of Antonia Cristiano Coheed And Cambria would like to thank: Steve Barnett, Rob Stringer, Rick Rubin, Mark Di Dia, Steve Reddy & all at EVR, Lenny Beer, Karen Glauber, Jake Ottmann, Pete Robertson, Dave Gibney, Kwame, Chuck Andrews, Joey B, Matt Williams, JJ Grossman, Joe Guzik, Tom Donnarumma, Gaby Duong, David Tischman, Fran DeFeo, Nichol Carlson, Darby Moeller, Tom Muzquiz, Bryan Younce, Chuckjaw, Matt Reynolds, Francis Bowdrey, Ken Marshall, Matt Pinfield, Todd Horn, Michael Caplan, Brian Kealer & Cobalt and Calcium, Grace Lee, Gary Fisher, Dennis Laventhal, Todd Hensley, Lindsey Chase, Jaan Uhelszki, Angelo Montrone, Matt Ash, Jeroen van der Meer, Jaan Uhelszki, Angelo Montrone, Frank Harkins, Tom Choi, Josh Javor, Nicki Forestiero,Amanda Walk and Justin Bridgewater. Claudio would like to thank: My Family, My Friends, My Love, Our Dogs, the "Big Beige & You. Michael would like to thank: The Todd family, the Tavares family, the Murphy family, Greg Clutch Reilly & Phil. Travis would like to thank: Abigail and Rosie, My Parents, the Stevers, the Burcks, the Brotherstons, the Klose family, the Tsaggaris family, Rory, The Peterson family, Jimmy Schultz, Nick Lashaw, Jay and Stacey Fixler, A.O.D, Mitch, Shane, Tom and Ticia, JPT, Wayne Rinaldi, Rob Dukes & my cats. Coheed uses Gibson, Minarik & Taylor Guitars; Fender Bass; Bogner, Vox & Ampeg Amps; Moog & Korg Synths, Everly & DR Strings; Mapex Drums, Sabian Cymbals, Vater Sticks & Evans Drumheads; Sennheiser, Ultimate Ears, Line 6, Monster Cables & Dunlop Picks.
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