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Ahab Lyrics

Addictive, sad personality,
suspended from all reality,
so much better than all the rest of us
with nothing in your life to last...
Bound to your obsessive phantasy
Trapped in your diseased misery,
I have to relate to your mistakes,
and to pay for your fakes...
In the eye of the storm, taking mine for your own
You've never been sorry, hold on to the wheel!
You're pulling me down, I'll cut you off my feet
Don't need your cheats not your weight on me!

A piece of gold nailed to the mast,
who's gonna catch your madness first?
Contagious sickness of the mind,
deceives us all, renders us blind!
A fire quivers all through me,
that lightning it killed thoughts with ease,
smolders reason and murders peace!
Don't let that fever take over me...

In the eye of the storm, taking mine for your own
You've never been sorry, hold on to the wheel!
You're pulling me down, I'll cut you off my feet
Don't need your cheats not your weight on...
In the eye of the storm, taking mine for your own
You've never been sorry, hold on to the wheel!
You're pulling me down, I'll cut you off my feet
Don't need your cheats not your weight on me!
"What's it mean, bones... talk to me!
I've seen it all in wicked dreams...
The blooming seed of misery
reaching up from deeper seas..."

The clouds turn black,
the waves grow higher
like towers built up for a pyre
The boiling foam's the wood to burn,
it's flying sparks and falling rain

"Oh Captain - No Captain! The sail's burning blue!"

We shared the same passion, I thought I know you...
but you've never known faith except your desire,
dancing on the graves of the slaves that you hired...

You're talking quicksand... I'll be condemned,
you make me worse than I already am!
I'll pay the price 'cos I bought your lies
With your backed turned on me when I needed advise...
You drain my reason, you turn my mind
spit on my honour, kill with your pride!
I'll not be poisoned from inside...
'till the fire expires, will finally dies!
In the eye of the storm, taking mine for your own
You've never been sorry, hold on to the wheel!
You're pulling me down, I'll cut you off my feet
Don't need your cheats not your weight on...
In the eye of the storm you'll go down, I'll be gone and I'll never feel sorry as the sails disappear!
On a casket I ride, what a strange twist and turn!
Three tribesman feathers are carved on the lid...

"Look! It's Ahab!
Caught in his own trap tied to the mast,
hunting the Whale and betray for success... Take your rest
Under the waves!
With your craves and the beats of your heart your regrets in r*****...
And drown all alone.
Take what's deserved and keep what's your own sinking so...
Low down!"
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