The Rugged Ranges of Curbs & Broken Minds
Her family lived on the borderline They were one with the land Since time immemorial Before the blood of the lamb Her name was The Wind When she drifted Westward I never saw her again The wind she went down swinging She cleared us all a path My arms held her for a moment Looking back I laugh Across the rugged ranges of curbs and broken minds The Wind she was not finished For the win she was denied Like a Ruby in the dust Resting on a mountainside This is my goodbye Across the rugged ranges Crazy Horse and Gall did split Gall ended up farming He surrendered to the government I know why he did Her name was The Wind When she drifted Westward I never saw her again In the words of his daughter with a tear in her eye He could not keep on fighting and watch his family die Her name was The Wind When she drifted Westward I never saw her again
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
We're all staring an uncertain future down So many people waiting for the axe to fall It's hard to find the time Slow down and breathe In a World moving at breakneck speed At breakneck speed I was staring my own reflection down Don't leave the mirror waiting for the change to come It's hard to find the time Slow down and breathe In a World moving at breakneck speed At breakneck speed It's hard to find the time Slow down and breathe In a World moving at breakneck speed We're all staring an uncertain future down Don't leave the World waiting for the bomb to fall It's hard to find the time Slow down and breathe In a World moving at breakneck speed
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
It looks like stranger days have finally found us Seeing stranger days unfolding There's a pack of wild beasts roaming and hunting Do you see these stranger days? Brother, Sister, Friend, and Enemy It looks like stranger days have finally found us There ain't no telling where it's heading There's a pack of wild beasts roaming and hunting Bloodthirsty killers out in the open In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins Nothing stays unbroken and ancient Nothing stays unbroken through the ages In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins Nothing stays unbroken through the ages Nothing stays unbroken and ancient I feel like I'm seeing a strangers face in the mirror It looks like stranger days have finally found us Rolling like a stone with it In the flat circle of time you can rust away or burn coal in your veins Nothing stays unbroken for the ages
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
One of these days I'll be returning From a long hard travel I bet you're still burning about me leaving on no moments notice So I bought you these boots of old snake leather From a second hand store in Southwest Texas I spent the last of my pesos Running on empty We could never find it Still out there searching I spent the last of my pesos Running on empty The vultures were circling Still out there searching We could never find it Still out there searching The vultures were circling We could never find it Still out there searching The vultures were circling Running on empty I bought you these boots of old snake leather I spent the last of my pesos The vultures were circling Still out there searching
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
The circle spins in a whirlwind Sirens wail on high Spiral cutting through the heavens Drunk on ruinous might The circle spins in a whirlwind Sirens wail on high Spiral cutting through the heavens Drunk on ruinous might Life and limb Truth and sin Into the sweet by and by Last rites of a new day reborn in violent flight Tornado ripped through the Great Plains Leveling all in sight We will rebuild but the scars remain of the day that changed our life The circle spins in a whirlwind Drunk on ruinous might Life and limb Truth and sin Into the sweet by and by Reading lines on your hand Does cruel fate abide? Went looking for lost lands There was no sign of life For a thousand years or more The ground was swallowing it whole In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the sky In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the mine In the whirlwind of time reaping and sowing Every single year die and regrowing In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the sky In the whirlwind of time digging gold from the mine Reaping and sowing...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Trudging through the soft ground Heavy mud weighs your boots down Beaten by rain and the winds on fire When you first see it you won't believe it Standing before an ocean of color Red for the lifesblood Blue for the hard times White when we break to the other side When we were all one nothing else seemed to matter When we were all one the air was filled with laughter Stomping on the dry ground Dust clouds flying up all around When you first see it you won't believe it An infinite desert stretching forever Red for the lifesblood The sign of anger and love How do the two exist as one? Blue for the hard times We all turned a blind eye White when we break to the other side When we were all one nothing else seemed to matter When we were all one the air was filled with laughter
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
It's a new war on the range Riders of impending doom A new war on the range Riders of impending doom It's the same old war on the range Nothing is sacred they let it bleed Nothing is sacred they let it bleed Erase the past call it heresy Nothing is sacred they let it bleed A new war on the range Nothing is sacred they let it bleed Riders of impending doom It's the same old war on the range Gotta drill that land for the oil man A new war on the range North Dakota to the Chaco Canyon They say Bear's Ears ain't worth a damn Unless you drill baby drill for the oil man It's a new war on the range Riders of impending doom It's the same old war on the range In the Sandhills of Northwest Nebraska Nothing is sacred they let it bleed Erase the past call it heresy Nothing is sacred they let it bleed A new war on the range Nothing is sacred they let it bleed It's the same old war on the range Riders of impending doom It's a new war on the range Nothing is sacred they let it bleed It's the same old war on the range Gotta drill that land for the oil man Monuments ain't worth a damn Gotta put more money in the rich man's hand Nothing is sacred they let it bleed Erase the past call it heresy Nothing is sacred they let it bleed A new war on the range Nothing is sacred they let bleed A new wat on the range Let it bleed Let it bleed Let it bleed A new war on the range It's the same old war on the range
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025