The Lost Reels
Bride
Album • 1994
20 Tracks
Bride
Album • 1994
Mary don't you cry kiss me now so I can die Alabaster laughing sigh, a sinner with holy eyes Wash my feet with her tears, choke and strangle sister fear Let down your pretty hair, touch the day annoint the year How long not long, reap what you sow How long not long, his truth is marching on How long not long, been to the mountain top How long not long, 'til Jesus calls me home You always have the poor, I prepare a place for you My cup runs over, rod and staff will comfort you Kill the shepherd the sheep will scatter, across the barren land The hour has now come, wash the silver from your hands How long not long, reap what you sow How long not long, his truth is marching on How long not long, been to the mountain top How long not long, 'til Jesus calls me home Liverpool is dead and the sounds that fill the air The president went to dallas and he never came out of there If Jesus Christ offends you, you wear x's in your eyes Bob Dylan never changed the world and I don't believe he ever tried How long not long, reap what you sow How long not long, his truth is marching on How long not long, been to the mountain top How long not long, 'til Jesus calls me home
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 11, 2025
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My mind works all the time is that why your afraid of me Or is it my tattoo's you can't help but to see They say that I am complex Don't believe everything I read And sometimes it is hard to explain all that I have seen I don't smile for pictures, my success is overdone God watches over me I am the fortunate one Give me wings of angels Rise above self righteousness There is only so much of this world my soul can digest It only hurts when I laugh You can look a man dead in the eye See deep within his soul You can walk a mile in his shoes And never know all he knows My songs aren't always perfect cause the truth it sometimes hurts And even though it is painful, you know all the words I've learned to shut the world out and to let the spirit in It's only when I'm honest that miracles begin
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 09, 2026
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Come to your house and hold you down It makes me feel better when she's not around Pick the lock to your front door Mama’s little girl ain't a girl no more I taste your skin and steal your breath Wait for this, but it hasn't come yet Tear you up just for a while Through the pain, I see your little smile Steal my heart, I’ll break your soul Your body is a weapon and it can't let go My blood runs down over you Now I wish we didn't know You can pull the trigger and we'll never grow old We can't hide from the truth I know just what you're thinkin' You missed it all while you were blinkin' Thieves like us were not meant for the earth I hold you like a gun and fuck you ’til it hurts I can’t stop the world from spinning It stands still without you in it Can't keep the waves from crashing And the undertow is pulling us down We’re drowning Steal my heart, I'll break your soul Your body is a weapon and it can't let go My blood runs down over you Now I wish we didn't know You can pull the trigger and we’ll never grow old We can't hide from the truth If the silence does you in And our thoughts keep us from winning Darkness wraps its arms around me and won't let go Walkin' forward now But keep stumbling over the things behind Slit my wrists, my blood pours over you But I'm drowning Steal my heart, I'll break your soul Your body is a weapon and it can't let go My blood runs down over you Now I wish we didn't know You can pull the trigger and we'll never grow old We can't hide from the truth For you
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 09, 2026
Hideaway hell, city of cardboard boxes Lost their hope, look what it has cost us Sleeping in the alleys, eating from the garbage cans At night there cold, they need a helping hand Hanging them for murder when they don't own a gun They're sentenced to die before the trial's begun Their hunger is deep, no money to their name Environment controls them, it only brings them pain Suffocated and lonely, painting the roses red If they knew what we had planted, we might just loose our heads Hanging them for murder when they don't own a gun They're sentenced to die before the trial's begun Let's show them, some compassion Let's show them, that we care Let's show them, some compassion Help them breath the air When people are divided, you know they cannot stand Let's stand and be united, and save this promised land The garbage is piled high, from without and within Land of milk and honey, this is where we begin Hanging them for murder when they don't own a gun They're sentenced to die before the trial's begun Let's show them, some compassion Let's show them, that we care Let's show them, some compassion Help them breathe the air
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 11, 2025
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