Working for the railroad
Got no place to call my own
I've been working for the devil
Got me feeling so alone
They both tell me to please strangers
Now I must reap what i have sewn
Talk and mingle with the demons
Work my finger to the bone

Day and night I grow hungry 
Day and night I long for you
Hell and back I'll ride this railroad
Hell and back and home to you

The Pale and Mysterious

Working For The Railroad

Written by: Charles Manson

Your home is where you're happy
It's not where you're not free
Your home is where you can be what you are
'Cause you were just born to be

Now they'll show you their castles
An' diamonds for all to see
But they'll never show you that peace of mind
'Cause they don't know how to be free

And anywhere you might wander
You could make that your home
And as long as you got love in your heart
You will never be alone
You will never be alone

Of Leagues Beneath

Home Is Where You're Happy- Of Leagues Beneath

Now and then I see her
In the farthest reachings of my mind
In a past life
Where I lived by the riverside
My love for her still there
But no longer by my side
In my last life
In the farthest reachings of my mind

She painted life a fairytale
That I couldn't live within
A story that's turned cold
As winter came
Promises of futures
Made me forget where I had been
She vanished in the snow with all her pain

Sometimes when the wind blows 
I can hear her call my name
Deep down in the valley
Where we drink from the vein
Way down where the roots grow
In the land that can't be claimed
Sometimes I have to remind myself
That nothing's the same

Now and then I see her
In the farthest reachings of my mind
In a past life
Where I lived by the riverside
My love for her still there
But no longer by my side
In my last life
In the farthest reachings of my mind

Memories are curses
And she's thrown them all on me
Hidden in my verses and my rhymes 
These mountains are like churches
And I shall find my peace in them
The trees are gentle nurses to the kind

Nurses to the Kind- Of Leagues Beneath

(Speaks in Russian)
"I was born on the Erinat River in the year 7453.
After the universe was created.
That's the year I was born.
My father's ancestors were true christian believers
Ever since Prince Vladimir brought christianity to Russian lands.
Our faith has been passed from generation to generation.
There were four children in our family.
We all lived together.
But now, I'm the only one left."


Last life was easy
This one is death
No one calls it simple
They all hold their breath
Some grab for hands
When they have but one left
I'll just let go and keep to myself

Only room for one on this peak
A bright guiding star is what I seek
Long grey cloak flowing on to the ground
Staff planted down
Miles and miles for all I see
And the highest peak belongs to me
Miles and miles for all I see
And the highest one belongs to me

With eyes wide shut we've come to find
That the beginning is another end
What we have gathered has been lost
Tossed out and gone with the wind

Last life was easy
This one is death
No one calls it simple
They all hold their breath
Some grab for hands
When they have but one left
I'll just let go and keep to myself

Only room for one on this peak
A bright guiding star is what I seek
Long grey cloak flowing down
Staff planted into the ground
Miles and miles for all I see
And the highest peak belongs to me

With eyes wide shut we've come to find
That the beginning is another end
What we have gathered has been lost
Tossed out and gone with the wind
Gone with the wind

Hermit's Peak- Of Leagues Beneath

Written by: Hank Williams Sr.

Tonight down here in the valley
I'm lonesome and oh how I feel
As I sit here alone in my cabin
I can see your mansion on the hill

Do you recall when we parted
The story to me you revealed
You said you could live without loving
In your loveless mansion on the hill

I've waited all through the years love
To give you a heart true and real
'Cause I know you're living in sorrow
In your loveless mansion on the hill

The light shine bright from your window
The trees stand so silent and still
I know you're alone with your pride dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill

Mansion on the Hill- Of Leagues Beneath

Fill your cup half empty is what she said
While pulling strings and playing with the dead
She was breathing through my lungs
Sucking on the hole of death
Choking on the whispers that I hold under my breath

We run through the forest in unicursal lines
We lye in the leaves and drain beneath the pines
Our lives are eternal in the universal mind
We walk across oceans and sail the distant skies

We were tripping through the doorways
Bathing in the mother's veins
Calling out to her for answers in the devil's cave
I kissed her eyelids
She wiped her mind away
Gazing at the shell of a goddess of the shade

We run through the forest in unicursal lines
We lye in the leaves and drain beneath the pines
Our lives are eternal in the universal mind
We walk across oceans and sail the distant skies

Feeing all these hits within your spine
Have you had such weight upon your mind?
Soul and spirit soon to realign
I've been taken by this creature
Far too soon this time

I screamed at the demon hidden in your eyes
This dose has risen the veil from which it hides
Patience/New death
Calls the woman of the Noir
Guidance from these spirits that you choose to ignore

We run through the forest in unicursal lines
We lye in the leaves and drain beneath the pines
Our lives are eternal in the universal mind
We walk across oceans and sail the distant skies

Fill your cup half empty is what she said
While pulling strings and playing with the dead
She was breathing through my lungs
Sucking on the hole of death
Choking on the whispers that I hold under my breath

"He doesn't want you down in the dust
Just sucking in all that ya know
Serpent food
He wants you to sit with him in heavenly places
And live like a king"

Death Whisperer- Of Leagues Beneath

Down in the valley
I smoke to the jackal
I'm prey to the goddess
Of which I am shackled
Pacing and swaying
The ways they turn colder
My wings, they decay
As the moon passes over

We sell our eyes and hearts for life
They hang and bleed from father's scythe 
Remaining skeptic of what we've done
They crowd the streets to watch the sun
Way deep inside this cold blue ball
The burning red awaits us all
To pour from towers you sip from in peace
On the gold table of your mountainous feast

The precious queen of leagues beneath
Shall walk the paths of in between
They search for treasure within our dream
To grant a wish just to be seen
My life a page in which she turns
We pace through embers, but never burn
This world a hollow, old, broken friend
We sway in circles until the end

The spiral staircase of what we are
The paint it smears like fading scars 
The smoke it rises to hide the stars
My life like flies within your jar

Leagues Beneath- Of Leagues Beneath

On Flamingo Bay
On Flamingo bay
That's where my baby stays
On Flamingo Bay

She walks the beaches of summer rays
Along the tides of constant change
The coast where nothing stays the same
It's where she likes to spend her days

Evening strolls through yards of bones 
We go to crypts where she's slept alone
Blue shaded street lights and love filled homes
Let's try to paint a little house of our own

The walls we painted a lover's red
The flames, a pale shade of blue
The fear we casted like none can compare
Every face was paid their due

Dancing with the devil around the pyre of love
She never lets her feet touch the ground
Her hips they sway to the rhythm of my heart
Her fingers linked above her head like a crown
Her face so cold like none before
Her eyes so black and deep
Casting a reflection of the fire of blue
As she sways along the moonlit beach

Flamingo Bay- Of Leagues Beneath

Blue is the room
Where we shape our cocoon
Moist eyes hidden from the light of the moon
Face of the new
I shall meet too
Cold arms reaching for the dawn breath of June

Place your hand within my sky
The alter rests within my eyes
Of beasts that flourish in the wild
On berries filled with mother's wine
The dirt my elder
The trees my kin
The words of the ancients I repeat again
Kissing the eyelids of light within
As I reforge bones of broken limbs

Blue Cocoon- Of Leagues Beneath

He was a real man
He always kept an arm in his sack
Left his home in Louisiana
For a one bedroom mountain shack
Never trusted a stranger
Or much cared for the law
But he flew with an eagle 
And he would write of what he saw

The cottonwoods so tall and wide
Can’t hide the view of the mountainside
From the elk that stared so lifelessly
Along the banks with the river’s tide
May he run
May he wait
May he prance with a fantastic gait
Towards the mouth of the forest floor
Until another drinks once more

He watched the rivers as days came to pass
But the team of life didn’t last
Less and less through the years
As the predators came on to his land
And then one day he cursed and swore
That the huntsmen will hunt no more
While taking his arm out of his sack
And walking out of his mountain shack
He shot and fired against the treeline
Flash and fire against the pines
Slashed through the dark with his hunting knife
Preying and hoping to take a life
Finally when he knew he’d won
He shot once more and it was done
The elk returned as time stood still
And the man slowly drug away his kill

Noir Hound

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