Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gabriel Ratchet, artist - Deca. Date of issue: 22.09.2013
Song language: English
Gabriel Ratchet |
| One by One the angels fell |
| God had sent a horrible plague of deaths |
| Why do you think that God would do a thing like that? |
| Deca presents a new world of sound |
| Back chasing dreams here we go again |
| Run’em down with bloodhounds and dobermans |
| I’m at the mercy of the blowin' wind |
| It’s all open ended like |
| Everything in life 'till your soul ascends |
| From madmartigen |
| To sad harlequin |
| To black hearted kin |
| Flashbacks bar to chems |
| Cardinal sins hypodermics in the garbage bin |
| Marked men follow when the saints go marching in |
| Dreams crack then fade into memory |
| My Pops said that we share the same brain chemistry |
| That’s where I get my appetite for self destruction |
| I need balance I need help adjusting |
| But one day I’ll awaken to state of grace |
| Quit making the same mistake |
| Of abating the pains and aches |
| Maintain a creative space |
| Get loose with the papermate |
| I’ve been waiting for day to break |
| The future is taking shape |
| Remember that language is power |
| I will, I will. |
| I’ll remember that |
| Lone steppenwolf offer no apologies |
| Until their brains snap open |
| God said |
| We’d be in trouble if we ate that fruit |
| Nameless soldier |
| Trying to get over |
| No peace |
| Show teeth hold a grudge |
| Find another soul to judge |
| No peace only blood |
| Nameless soldier |
| Exile driven out |
| Sinner drifting on a cloud |
| Wild child in a crowd |
| No peace |
| No peace only blood |
| Don’t sleep show me love |
| Only blood |
| I chased dragons now I’m chasing the dream |
| They’re both mythic |
| One’s a ball and chain the other’s the soul’s image |
| Restrained manical child so afraid |
| Like somebody’s trying to tear the wings out of my shoulder blades |
| The whole wide world’s obsessed with the false legend |
| You gotta go through hell to get to heaven |
| Me I know the beast well |
| He’s hiding in the flowers and the details |
| Enjoys long walks on the beach and collecting seashells |
| Recording live from the belly of the beached whale |
| East of eden where the fallen angels and the meek dwell |
| Where love’s the color of blood an pure devotion |
| And cascades pools on the ground and forms a notion |
| Deca the bard the penman, deadpan |
| Solitary dreamer, watch the vision expand |
| There’s no time for dogma an genuflection |
| The future is taking shape |
| Lessons in free expression |
| Remember that language is power |
| I will, I will. |
| I’ll remember that |
| Where do we come from, who are we |
| And where are we going |
| Eternal questions never answered |
| God said |
| We’d be in trouble if we ate that fruit |
| Nameless soldier |
| Trying to get over |
| No peace |
| Show teeth hold a grudge |
| Find another soul to judge |
| No peace only blood |
| Nameless soldier |
| Exile driven out |
| Center drifting on a cloud |
| Wild child in a crowd |
| No peace |
| No peace only blood |
| Don’t sleep show me love |
| Only blood |