Flames

Where clouds of ash steal the air 
Down fall the walls everywhere 
Hearing the screams
Tearing the seams

Flames fueled by your love completely
Light your way back down to me
And fight all you want but you cannot put out 
This fire once it started

Crawl on the floor no way out 
Oh the fire roars hear me shout 
Smoke burns my eyes
Reach for your life

Flames fueled by your love completely
Light your way back down to me
And fight all you want but you cannot put out 
This fire once it started

Flames

Salesman of Death

Panning the crowd
Sifting for pain
For glittering eyes
Ready to rain
Then alone you appear
My first volunteer
You thought you struck gold but instead sold your soul

Chorus:
Oh
Take a deep breath
You just put your trust in the salesman of death
Oh
Did you hear what I said?
You just put your trust in the salesman of death


I left crumbs on the trail
You grab as we tread
At night where you lie
I steal back the bread
You’re the low man that lies
On the totem I climb
Like moss you’ll be thrown from this old rolling stone

When the blindfold comes off
Will you sink in despair
Hang your head in your hands
Or close them prayer?
Once you thought you were saved
Now you’re sure you’re enslaved
There’s no one to blame cause you’ve locked your own chains

Salesman Of Death

Well he looked in the mirror
As he rode down the line
Black tie he adjusted
Strapped a holster to his side
And his clothes worn with justice
And his breath smells of rye
He’s the hound on the trail
The scent of blood never hides

In his wake hang the shackles
Of the men who’ve run before
He’s trampled out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He won’t wait for a verdict
He’s the right hand of law
Like a preacher with no mercy
At the left hand of the Lord

Chorus:
On the thundering rails
Beds are made of nails
where the fire never fails on the prison train
And your bonds so tight
That your hands turn white
In the never ending night of the prison train

On his pale horse he’s riding
Smith & Wesson in his hand
the urge burns thru his fingers
with lead and smoke at his command 
on your head there lies a bounty
blood or bondage it demands
there’s no alibi for cowards
drink your justice like a man

Now you're hang in' in the shackles
Like the ones who've run before
He's not waiting for a verdict
He's the Left Hand of the Lord

Tales of Lovers & Madmen

Prison Train

Unspoken

Frail

Open

Make You Mine

Smile

Singer/songwriting duo Marsh & Rachel Shamburger bring their own brand of cinematic American music with Tales of Lovers & Madmen.

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