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The Judge

Album: ... and we'd be happy.
By:
Over The Falls

Duration

5:16

Genres

Heavy Rock

Description

Ahh, this song is special. It's the 3rd installment of "The Border Trilogy", a group of songs we've been working on since the very first album. A classic Man v. Devil saga, told in funk-rock riffage.

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Lyrics

... And so I find myself headstong to the sun With my back on an unrelenting epiphany The double-lines and signs stretch for miles But I can't quite see what they mean for me It could be told I once ignored some advice It could be said that I never thought twice, but I I believe that all good things come to someone just like me All gods' roads may be blessed But they are few and far between It goes to show you just can't kneel and confess To keep your tracks clean With my intentions firmly under heel I have traveled this path too far to seek clemency Today, there's no stay of execution For the Judge will never show leniency See the child at the fire, he's pale and thin Before Man was, War waited for him Now I stand as the sole witness To contest this regency All God's roads may be blessed But they are few and far between It goes to show you just can't kneel and confess To keep your tracks clean That subtle ring in my ear That copper taste of blood and fear How far is far enough? Better get up before I give up As that sun sets crimson in the sky I look to the horizon to find my adversary He has followed me like night after day And conceded to me not one sanctuary I may lose this fight but he won't prevail For the devil you see is in the details That's right, I'll keep what I've earned And take it with me when I'm buried Bootless and weather-beaten Homeless and almost heathen Defense? I don't need 'em Because I'm soulless yet still believin' All gods' roads may be blessed But they are few and far between It goes to show you just can't kneel and confess To keep your tracks clean All God's roads may be blessed But that's not the way for me You say you always know when it comes down to this Now I see what you mean At my funeral there would be No pity or grief given No-one would no of the broken down man Who ate the sins of the living And like a snake eating it's tail I wondered if this was all in my head How long can I keep this up Before the Devil knows that I'm dead?

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