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by Thunder, Tomb & Throne

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1.	The Key 05:53	lyrics	buy track
Put the young to one side, we’ll levy them Take the wise ones outside, we’ll bury them Any fool can put up his flag Or make his foe bleed But the key to conquest Is kill the ones that can read We’re here now And our history Rests now on the strength of our industry The time has come to be born again And walk as once did god amongst men Once this day is done We’ll see this war is won Tell me now, where do they keep their works of art? Hurry now, we still have to tear their church apart Don’t you see that culture’s the key That locks these men to their land And lets them stand in our way With a sword in hand We’re here now And our history Rests now on the strength of our industry The time has come to be born again And walk as once did god amongst men Once this day is through We’ll draw this map anew
2.	Last Gas for Two Hundred Miles 04:48		buy track
3.	Escapist 05:05	lyrics	buy track
Tune out, turn the focus down Get fucked in the rut, stay stuck in the ground Hole up, cut out the lights Lose track of the days and rack up the nights Carve your niche and rot within Today another face, in the same old skin A polite nod to warnings As we push for the edge Clueless and complicit We wander off that ledge Fueled by greed and guilt The cruelties we visit For a spit of sand and silt Our future isn't in the stars it's in the rotten earth Maybe bloodlust on a loop Is all that we deserve Every inch of progress Built on blood and bone Trapped in our ceaseless cycle Of thunder, tomb and throne Turn up, drown the voices out Skim the applause and soak up the doubt Eyes down, grip the charcoal tight Whittling hours, keeping out of sight Dig that ditch and rot within Today another face, in the same old skin A polite nod to warnings As we push for the edge Clueless and complicit We wander off that ledge Fueled by greed and guilt The cruelties we visit For a spit of sand and silt Our future isn't in the stars it's in the rotten earth Maybe bloodlust on a loop Is all that we deserve Every inch of progress Built on blood and bone Trapped in our ceaseless cycle Of thunder, tomb and throne
4.	Old Friends Die Young 02:56	lyrics	buy track
I remember the smile on your face I remember the songs you sung I remember the outstretched hand Old friends die young I remember the moment I heard The fire had left your lungs I remember the space inbetween Old friends die young Can you hear the deafening waves? Do you see the neverending moon? Wishful thinking may leave ghosts Truth brings only shadows I remember thinking We could stand on the sun I remember sinking Old friends die young Can you hear the deafening waves? Do you see the neverending moon? Wishful thinking may leave ghosts Truth brings only shadows Old friends die
5.	Bury a Black Owl 07:32	lyrics	buy track
Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back I make the time four-nineteen if you know what I mean? Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back I make the time four-nineteen, you know what I mean? Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back It's been one of them weeks made up of ones of them days Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back I woke up face down and out in the haze Smoke until the sun comes back again We’re doomed to rise again as weaker men Yesterday we were loved, safe, happy and rich Today looks pretty fucked up and tomorrow’s a bitch Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back I make the time four-nineteen if you know what I mean? Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back I make the time four-nineteen, you know what I mean? Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back Peace of mind’s never been a pastime of mine Kingsize skins and twenty quid cash back Peace of mind’s never been a pastime of mine Smoke until the sun comes back again We’re doomed to rise again as weaker men Yesterday we were loved, safe, happy and rich Today looks pretty fucked up, tomorrow’s a bitch In the end we light the end of the light at the end of the tunnel In the end we light the end of the light at the end of the tunnel In the end we light the end of the light at the end of the tunnel In the end we light the end of the light at the end
6.	Monolithic 02:53		buy track

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The first EP from Leeds based heavy metal three piece, King Size Skins and Twenty Quid Cash Back. Bang your head.

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