THRICE fire v1 water v2 1. Firebreather 2. The Messenger 3. Backdraft 4. The Arsonist 5. Burn The Fleet 6. The Flame Deluge ------------------------------------ 7. Digital Sea 8. Open Water 9. Lost Continent 10. Night Diving / Instrumental 11. The Whaler 12. Kings Upon The Main FIRE (VOLUME 1) 1. Firebreather Tell me are you free Tell me are you free In word or thought or deed Tell me are you free While the gallows stand And bullets lance the bravest lungs We fold our hands and hold our tongues Tell me are you free When the fear falls on you Tell me are you free When the fear falls on you Tell me are you free Tell me are you free In word or thought or deed Tell me are you free While the gallows stand And bullets lance the bravest lungs Will I fold my hands or hold my tongue Or let the flames lick at my feet Or breathe in fire and know I'm free Flames will rise and devour me Oh, to breathe in fire and know I'm free Know I'm free! 2. The Messenger Mark me with Fear and Trembling Send someone else instead I know my world is ending I can't repay my debt Can I carry such a heavy burden? Can I move when I am paralyzed? I see a fire behind a heavy curtain I lean in closer and I close my eyes Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke And I say, "Here I am, send me." Lifts my soul, free and so unafraid "Here I am, send me, send me." Free and so unafraid "Here I am, send me." Mark me with fire and send me Among the living dead They cannot comprehend me; I watch the sickness spread How can they hear me when their hearts are hardened? How can they see me when they close their eyes? So they can tell that I'm an easy target A wooden saw is quite a way to die Kiss the coals; breathe in smoke And I say, "Here I am, send me." Lifts my soul, free and so unafraid "Here I am, send me, send me." Free and so unafraid "Here I am, send me." "Here I am, send me." 3. Backdraft Leave me here and lock the door; latch the windows, lose the key. But you'll be back some day. What else is then is TRUE LOVE for, if not to starve and wait for spring? So I'll just sit and wait. I'll just sit and wait. Oh, swing the door wide open; show me your jaded eyes. I will turn them red, drunk with vivid flame. You will see again, and you will learn your real name Oh, swing the door wide open; show me your jaded eyes. I will turn them red, drunk with vivid flame. You will see again, and you will learn your real name and speak it. Leave me with no air to breathe; leave me here to die alone. But I won't suffocate. I'll have everything I need, when you forget and come back home; so I'll just sit and wait. I'll just sit and wait. Oh, swing the door wide open; show me your jaded eyes. I will turn them red, drunk with vivid flame. You will see again, and you will learn your real name, when your whole world turns to fire. Oh, swing the door wide open; show me your jaded eyes. I will turn them red, drunk with vivid flame. You will see again, and you will learn your real name, when your whole world turns to fire, when your whole world turns to fire, turns to fire. 4. The Arsonist There is truth beneath the floorboards; there is hope in brick and stone. But they tell me just to shut my mouth; leave well enough alone. But I think maybe all that's needed, is a match and gasoline; because I don't think that any one of them believes that there will be a reckoning. But I will see this city burn. There are still good shepherds scattered, but they're far between and few. And the sheep's skin that the wolves all wear is so thin I see right through. And I think maybe all that's need is some gas and open flame, because I don't think that any one of them believes that fire can erase their names. But I will see this city burn. I said I will see this city burn. We will burn it down and build it again, what was buried in flame. Burn it down and build it again from the bricks that remain. I love this city, but I've set and numbered its days. I love this city, enough that I'll set it ABLAZE. There is truth beneath the floorboards; there is hope in brick and stone. But they tell me just to shut my mouth; leave well enough alone. But I think that maybe all that's needed is some flint and hardened steel; because I don't think that any one of them believes that the revolution's real. We will burn it down and build it again, what was buried in flame. Burn it down and build it again from the bricks that remain. I love this city, but I've set and numbered its days. I love this city, enough that I'll set it ABLAZE. It will burn. 5. Burn The Fleet In this dark night we stand or fall We are kings now, or nothing at all Check your armor; Light up your torch Touch the flame to the sail before you head for shore. And we will burn the fleet, We can never go home; It's on to victory or under ground. Burn the fleet, we'll be heroes or ghosts But we won't be turned around. The old flag will burn with the sail And a new one won't fly if we fail. But the fire continues to rise, And it shows not a hint of any fear in our eyes. Burn the fleet, we can never go home; It's on to victory or under ground Burn the fleet, we'll be heroes or ghosts But we won't be turned around. 6. The Flame Deluge I feel that I was meant for something more My curse, this awful power to unmake And ever since you found your taste for war You forced me onto those whose life you'd take While Guernica in peaceful valley lay And Dresden dreamed of anything but death The day was turned to night and night to day You let me loose upon their fragile flesh And so I hid among the smaller things You found me there and ferried me above The flame deluge is waiting in the wings The smallest thread holds back the second flood And who will stand to greet the blinding light It's lonely when there's no one left to fight. ---------------------------------------------------- WATER (VOLUME 2) 7. Digital Sea I woke, cold and alone Adrift in an open sea Caught up in regrets And tangled in nets Instead of your arms wrapped around me And I wept, but my tears are anathema here Just more water to fill my lungs I hear someone scream "God what is it we have done?" I am drowning in a digital sea I am slipping beneath the sound Here my voice goes to ones and zeros I'm slipping beneath the sound A song from somewhere below Deadly and slow begins Both sickly and sweet Now picking up speed Ushering in the world's end And the ghost of Descartes screams again in the dark "Oh how could I have been so wrong?" But above the screams the sirens sing their song I am drowning in a digital sea I am slipping beneath the sound Here my voices goes to ones and zeros I'm slipping beneath the sound Here my voice goes to ones and zeros [Repeat till the end] 8. Open Water Ten thousand men sleep down with Davy Jones; with stolen treasure they tithe. The open water chills me to my bones, but it's the only place that I feel alive. The ocean floor begins to disappear; I sense that terrible depth. The open water is my only fear, but I'll sail as long as I still have breath in me. I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you, cause it gives, and it takes away. Between the devil and the deep blue sea, I stare into the abyss. The open water is an awful thing, but I'm anxious till the anchor is aweigh. I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you, cause it gives, and it takes away. I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you, cause it gives, and it takes away. I'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you, cause it gives, and it takes away. 9. Lost Continent Was there a time that we know peace; when all the children had a place to sleep when rhetoric was not enough? Was there a time we weren't at war When we knew what our hearts and hands were for? I don't believe there ever was. It's always been a lie, a soothing lullaby We'll soon be swallowed by the sea Was there a time we looked around, and do we really even want to know what's going down Well I think no one really does We'd rather close our eyes sing soothing lullabies We'll soon be swallowed by the sea The water's rising now and we will surely drown if we don't turn around 10. Night Diving / Instrumental 11. The Whaler My lover's arms, they beg me to stay. But I know the storms, they will sweep me away. My daughter's eyes, they are two tiny seas, whose water will rise and then run down her cheeks. "Father where do you go, so far out upon the sea, when are you coming home to me?" "Darling why do you leave, as the north wind begins to blow? Will you be coming home to me?" The boat and the blade, they are all that I know; the sea calls my name, and so I must go. And while they still sleep, I slip out through the door; but how can I leave, with my anchors ashore? "Father where do you go? It's farther than I can see, when are you coming home to me?" "Darling why do you leave, as the north wind begins to blow? Will you be coming home to me?" 12. Kings Upon The Main The lesson you'd do well not to forget Your life could be the one it's wisdom saves At sea, where you're beleaguered and beset On every side by strife of wind and waves Despite the best of maps and the bravest men For all their mighty names and massive forms There'll never be and has never been A ship or fleet secure against the storms When kings upon the main have clung to pride And held themselves as masters of the sea I've held them down beneath the crushing tide Till they have learned that no one masters me But grace can still be found within the gale With fear and reverence, raise your ragged sail