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The Oaken Throne

Under the Same Sky (Deluxe Edition)

Backfire (Acoustic)

Blackfield - 1,000 People

Third single from the album "Shrine of New Generation Slaves" released January 2013

(P) 2013 The copyright in this sound recording is owned by InsideOut Music

We Got Used To Us

Could I be wrong, or did I just watch you cut your own throat to maintain a sense of control?
Within, where logic sleeps with the pigs
I'm half in your world, so you drag me down with your ship

Lead us into war, leave the real world behind
Give in to scorn
Burn, run and hide

Waging our war has give me something pure to believe in
From my moral high ground I'm up here looking down at the parasites snapping at the air
And i guess I'm still somewhat confused
You put a grenade in your mouth and pulled the pin out in the hope that I'd get hurt by the blast

I offered to drop, even begged you to stop, for your own worthless sake, and I meant what I said
But you had to defile and then hid like a child, let the grownups clean over the mess that you'd made ... Do you feel shame?

I can see the waves rushing from your shores
I can hear the praise running from your door
You sacrificed your name and all that you've worked for
Just to feed your scorn.
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War - Sleeping Pulse

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A Simple Mistake (Live)

We've worked it out, figured out what its all about
Don't retreat but don't be seen, Let nothing come between
No more lazy days, what rate do they pay?
Here's a knife, carve a life. As we plot your downfall in the nearest aisle

They're nailing up the coffin but you're smiling as you go
Coining in to nothing, it's all part of the freak show
Walk in my shadow
Ritual exclusion is just a part of everything
And tolerance depends upon the song you sing
Who's poison arrow?
And if you dance, you command no more respect
Now we'll have to find some other way to keep the children safe
Eve's been at the drawing board to segregate the human race
Falling from an altercation, you're put in a situation
Denied access to the one thing bound to stop you going under
Now you'll have to face tomorrow with no hope to beg or borrow
Once you count it up you know you're gonna find it's not enough
Your only hope's to cook the books, Pray the man don't choose to look you up

