Would you go to beach tonight? the breaking waves touch the sky? Would you lay down on the sand? If I gave you a loving hand? What in the world can be so right As lovers twisting in the night What in the world can last so long As the memory of love so strong? Here goes – make your money Here goes – choose your way Why laugh when the joke’s not funny And still there’s a price to pay I’m a loving man I’m a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man You’ve been better and you’ve been bad So much for the things you planned Not much time to convince When so much has happened since Take me out where the moon is high Where the waves crash into the sky Where the stars are our only shine And our bodies glisten with the brine Down we go and over the dunes tonight Playing out our favourite tunes tonight When it comes to sing the refrain Don’t you know that I call your name? I’m a loving man I’m a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man Did you go to beach tonight? Did the waves touch the sky? Did you lay down on the sand As I gave you a loving hand? Here goes – you made your money Here goes – you chose your way Why laugh when the joke’s not funny Still there’s a price to pay I’m a loving man I’m a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man I do everything a lover can That’s what makes me a loving man

It seems we’re heading for a third world war so start the fire and bolt the door head to the hills in the evening light burn all the books that gave you rights Medieval killers for Islamic state – Infidels – apostates God’s burning man at the stake again Wiping out the human stain THESIS: LIFE DANGEROUS BEYOND HISTORY THE GREAT MAN VIEW OF HISTORY MEN ARE ANTS WITHOUT A QUEEN TOGETHER WE ARE DESPERATE ALONE WE ARE PSYCHOTIC THESIS: SEPARATE TAKE TO THE HILLS CREATE A NEW LAND TAKE WITH US ALL THAT IS ILL It seems we’re heading for another new start where there is no love and there is no art where renaissance man has been sent to the grave and the answers are not the ones he gave like Luther with words nailed to the door we right the wrongs that we’ve seen before The way we live will set the tone We’re no more than flesh and bone ACTION: OUT ON A HILLSIDE DYING OF A NEW PLAGUE END OF DAYS PICKING UP RELIGIOUS TRACTS DISTRIBUTING LIES DRESSED UP AS HOPE EVANGELISING WHILST LOADING THE HANDGUN MAKING SURE YOU HAVE THE BULLETS TO KILL ALL OF YOUR FAMILY WHAT IS THIS? PSYCHOTIC STATE? SUICIDE STATE? SEE THE WORLD CORRUPTED It seems that love doesn’t mean a thing When it happens far outside the ring The dark sky signals the will of the Lord For how we are now we weren’t before Do you see that you must sacrifice All that you think is good in life? For what is your thought – but a fist to our chest – If you don’t follow this, then what is next? REMEDY: BANNED CHEMICALS INJECT INTO THE DEATH ROW INMATE HOORAY FOR THE STARS AND STRIPES BUILD NEW RESTRICTIONS MAY YOU FOLLOW THIS DOCTRINE OUR RULES ARE THE NEW RULES DRESS THIS WAY. YOU MAY HAVE THREE WIVES. MEN ARE THE RULE MAKERS MEN ARE THE RULE BREAKERS IN THE BACKYARD WE SET UP THE It seems we’re heading for a third world war so start the fire and bolt the door head to the hills in the evening light burn all the books that gave you rights Medieval killers for Islamic state – Infidels – apostates God’s burning man at the stake again Wiping out the human stain RESTITUTION: LET HE WHO DISPUTES THE NEW RELIGION FACE HIS MAKER THIS WORLD CANNOT SUSTAIN THE DEADLY SINS YOU MAINTAIN MAN IS WEAK AND WILLING – AND INTO THAT DEATH MELT HE FALLS AND SHOULD HE SURVIVE THE PLAGUE PITS OF HIS MIND THEN ONLY DEATH CAN SAVE HIM It seems we’re heading for another new start where there is no love and there is no art where renaissance man has been sent to the grave and the answers are not the ones he gave like Luther with words nailed to the door we right the wrongs that we’ve seen before The way we live will set the tone We’re no more than flesh and bone It seems that love doesn’t mean a thing When it happens far outside the ring The dark sky signals the will of the Lord For how we are now we weren’t before Do you see that you must sacrifice All that you think is good in life? For what is your thought – but a fist to our chest – If you don’t follow this, then what is next? PRAYER: WE MUST HASTEN HIM ON HIS WAY IT IS CHOSEN. IT IS SPOKEN. IS THERE ANYONE HERE WHO WOULD SAVE THIS MAN AND SEND HIS SOUL TO ETERNAL DAMNATION? IN MY LONELY HOUR I HAVE BEEN FORSAKEN THERE IS NO TRUTH IN THE WORLD ALL FLESH IS MOULDY – THE AIR DESTROYS US SEXUAL DESIRES POLLUTE US WE CANNOT ESCAPE FROM OUR BLOOD I WILL BE A BETTER MAN. I DO NOT BELIEVE. I MUST ESCAPE THIS PLACE. MUST TELL THE REST OF THE WORLD WHAT HAPPENS HERE. I AM JUST FLESH AND AS LONG AS MY FLESH REMAINS THEN I CAN MAKE THEM UNDERSTAND THEY CAN BREAK EVERY BONE IN MY BODY THEY CAN LASH MY SKIN BUT THEY WILL NOT DESTROY ME I AM THE FLESH AND I AM BEYOND THE FLESH I AM ALL THE DEAD AND I AM ALL THE TO BE KILLED It seems we’re heading for a third world war so start the fire and bolt the door head to the hills in the evening light burn all the books that gave you rights Medieval killers for Islamic state – Infidels – apostates God’s burning man at the stake again Wiping out the human stain We are the long lash we are the boneless we are the long lash we are the boneless we are the long lash we are the boneless

I would sit on the hillside Don’t you see I am dreaming of a better life Of something that I could share with you That takes us away from all this pain and jealousy….. From my elevated place I would like upon a far off lake And dream of the swims we would take And dream of the love we would make The fruits devoured in this Eden Love in the moonlight of evening. But there’s something wrong in the way you look there’s something strong in the way that you fucked it up There’s something wrong in the routes we took There’s something all along that meant we never had the luck When I took to the place we always meant to go I see the eagles soar, and the wind blow through the willow, I carve a tally in the base of a tree And count the day to set me free There’s nothing wrong with what we said There’s nothing wrong with what we did There’s nothing wrong with who we are There’s nothing wrong with how we thought There’s nothing wrong with what we believed There’s nothing wrong with how we behaved I believe you when you calm down and explain how the voices sound I believe there is something else in the sky above or the underground By the light of my window, I return to where you are sat, Hard day at work you said, Is this now where we’re at? Did we dream of an answer Did we dream of a better life… Can’t say I would blame you Can’t say I didn’t try…. Take me with you, instead of the shame and the final dose Take me with you, where the frost never kills the rose And the final days They were beautiful And the final days Were so beautiful

the bending of the river Before we were in temper Hot blood flows The measurement of panic is regulated Some cannot return Soft were the cushions Wild hearts Nothing passes without someone knowing Young bucks with their life ahead The cities wait for the games Chase the fish eels over the sluice gate Here the stories Many are the memorials to the lost Perhaps that’s what comes next Idealism isn’t easy We once were monsters And will one day be again I heard told of treasures In the deep That one day Two youngsters Brave and foolish Went out when the sun was shining At the bending of the river And so they missed the signs In the meteoric sky That something was happening overhead The birds fell silent And the sky went dark And in the water They fought for their life Then caught in a tidal pool One of the boys lifted up And was no longer drowning He called for his friend And pulled him up And together They rode the whirlpool Until they could see straight through the waters The dark green mildew had washed away The water was cleansed At the bottom of the pool They saw the glint of gold And knew the treasure And went for it Down they went against the tide One at a time Then back up into The safety of the tidal stream One last go and one went deeper still Grabbed onto the treasure He looked into the eyes of the Golden Sow And felt triumph As he swam up The water shifted The tide swept away And he would have been lost But his friend returned And took the other boys hands the Golden Sow Drifted to the bottom Of the stream To become nothing more Than another chapter amongst the legends

All our ways And all our days Are Banished Ways And Vanished Ways I saw you down by the Bosphorus You said my life would be prosperous You took my palm for a reading Much more than your hand I was needing Under the veil your beauty was hidden And I knew our love was forbidden But in the heat of the morning I ignored your warning * Dark hair and eyes like almonds Skin that shone like diamonds We always met in secret Gave my heart but you wouldn’t keep it We followed the cats by the shoreline Till a place of our own we could find By the time it was evening Nothing else had a meaning * Outside the Mosque we made our parting as the evening prayers were starting When you came to see me in my place I saw the east had gone from face In jeans and t-shirt like any other But undressed once again my eastern lover Your magic didn’t need any potion I followed you out to the ocean

Calibrate Underplay Save till now Desire the dead Panic On Astral Plane Moscow girl Validate cutting in Nuremburg Triumphant Will Power Surge Destiny Homeless Man Oxygen Metal can Semaphore Calling home Triangulate Sleep alone Morning dew Passion Crime Bethlehem End of Time