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6 1/2 LyricsLYRICS FOR THE LIMITED EDITION VINYL LEVEL 6 1/2(n = 180) See legal notice at end regarding reproduction of these lyrics The Hunters Words and music by Jack Eadon --The Prelude Introductory instrumental (Inspired by Lord of the Flies) Kill the Wolf. Smash his head. Spill the blood. (chant) The hunter. The hunter. The hunter. The hunter. Hiding, eager for the kill-the hunter. The shotgun's evil warmth declares the hunter. Why must human animals disguise The hate reflected in their evil eyes? And now, you see them set to fire at will. Oh, God! The hunter seeks to mame and kill That's what he does. See him sanctify death. Smash, mame and kill-that's what they do, Smash, mame and kill-that's what they want, Smash, mame and kill-that's what they are. Smash, mame and kill-that's what they are. Well, the hunters are the murderers who use their lives to kill and mame. It's all the same. The wolf wanders innocently through the woods. He spies the hunter. The hunter eyes him. A chase ensues. After an all out run for his life the wolf flees from the hunter into the Golden Yellow Meadow. The hunter raises his gun, takes aim and kills the wolf. The hunt has ceased. A wolf is dead. The murderers have left the body lying there. Their trophy claimed, they leave the blood To fade away in the shadows of their guiltless crime. The other wolves, standing six abreast, Carry the corpse of their mother to eternal rest. With loving hearts and saddened souls; With anxiuous minds, they pray to the God who gave them life: "Glorious Wolf, crusader of the virtues. Why must you be the trophy of the murderers? Life is love and death is hate. So, why must hunters turn your life from love to death? Tell me why. Tell me why." "Why mame or kill? That's what they do. Mame or kill. Because they need. Mame and kill. Because they want. Mame and kill. Because they are. Well, the hunters are the murderers who use their lives to kill and mame. It's all the same. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?" "We must revenge this death of that brother of ours. We need to show him the love; the love in our hearts. We want to share the truth that we are . . ." (fade) In this World Words and music by Steve Yates In this world of ours. God help us along. People and their worries: They make strong demands. Someone's got the feeling: Take over and command. In this world of ours God make us strong. People and their worries: They make strong demands. Someone's got the feeling: Take over and command. In this world of ours God help us along. Nothing to Fear Lyrics by Yates, Eadon, Dixon. Music by Steve Yates Once there was a man Who lived a long time ago. He had so many problems That he really didn't know If he'd ever find an answer To brighten up his day, Or a guiding light to help him Throw his troubles away. So, he thought about the reasons That his life had gone wrong. And he found the strength within himself To move his plan along. It was the hope in his heart That put the power in his mind To break down the wall And leave his troubles behind. Everybody's got to find for himself The hope that life gives, That's the reason for living. Life is happy when there's joy in your heart, 'Cause with happiness near, You'll have nothing to fear. Guitar Duet So, the man set out to tell his tale To people 'cross the land. He told them he should live their lives According to his plan. He put the hope in their hearts That put the power in their minds To break down the wall And leave their troubles behind. Chorus and fade Music Words and music by Steve Yates Everbody listen and everyone come hear, Of the music in our race, how it holds and conquers fear. The difference is so great, from bubble gum to Paul, And let's not forget the greatness of Ingle's super Ball. The sound attacks your body, it reaches to your soul; It's really in your mind, the greatness of it all. The music leaves you helpless, it's like your first free fall, And you end up in a cave pressed against a great brass wall Dig it! Everbody listen and everyone come hear, Of the music in our race, how it holds and conquers fear. The difference is so great, from bubble gum to Paul, And let's not forget the greatness of Ingle's super Ball. --In the Den (from the Hunters) Words and music by Jack Eadon Hiding in the Den. waiting for the hunter. Mother Prudence dead and gone away. Pleaing for our lives to the God who made us happy. "Selfish pride" just took our mum away. "Save your life," father begs the children. "Stay away from shot guns, spears and knives. Your prudent mum, I think she died of poison Although it sounded like a gun that took her life. And he shoots and mames and poisons his prey." "Never go alone to the Golden Yellow Meadow. If you do your sure to lose your life. And never take a drink from the dark and evil waters If you do you're sure to lose your life." "Guard you soul," father begs the children. "That's the only thing the Hunter won't let you have. Only eat berries and plants and keep your head up, child. Or else the hunter's gonna take his gun and mow you down. And he'll smash and mame and poison you dead!" "Love 'im when he hates 'Cause that's the Golden Rulin' Make it right where the hunter's made it wrong. Revenge 'im with your heart 'Cause he needs our love and pity. Show 'im life is love and death is wrong. Revenge with love and not hate, baby." Instrumental We must revenge. We must revenge. We must revenge. We must revenge. Revenge with love and not hate, baby. "Never go alone to the Golden Yellow Meadow. If you do you, he's gonna shoot you dead. And never take a drink from the dark and evil waters If you try, they're sure to turn a bloody red. Now, get yourself to bed And remember what I'm sayin'. Dream a dream of warnin', love and livin'. And never go alone to the Golden Yellow Meadow. If you do you're sure to lose your life. If you do you're sure to lose your life. If you do you're sure to lose your life . . ." The young wolves drift off to sleep and dream: Never go alone to the Golden Yellow Meadow. (repeat) Or else you'll die. I say, "you'll die and maybe even lose your soul." --The Golden Yellow Meadow(from the Hunters) Words and music by Jack Eadon Well, early the next mornin' I say, we went awalkin' through the trees. And my brother said, "There's the meadow With all its pretty flowers and buzzin' bees." I said, "Remember what father told us: 'Don't go out in that meadow alone.' " But my brother said he'd make it If he'd just hide his head and run. But I said, "No, my foolish brother. I see the hunter and his gun. And he has a long-neck bottle: 'Spirits o' life'; I think he's gonna have some fun." But my brother didn't listen 'Cause he had the courage of a fire. He said, "No hunter's gonna run my life. No hunter's gonna make me die." I said, "That evil barrel scares me; I'm afraid he's gonna shoot you dead." But my brother Courage went a runnin' And a-pantin' right into that meadow alone. And although he kept his head low The hunter and his sights, I think they brightly shone. And a zing of hate and evil. BAM. I say, my brother got it in the leg. And he lay there cryin' loudly, "Oh God! I can't believe it but it's true." But the laughin' Hunter wasn't finished. He emptied his bottle and left it aflame. And my brother lay there dying and screamin' and burnin'. Oh Lord! He's had it. He's dyin'. He's dead. Narcissus Words and music by Eadon, Sievers, Yates, Hilkin Introductory Chorus Sitting by the pool of love. Image of the gods above. Scorning love is what he's done. Righteous Anger chained him to the pool of love. "Now I really know how they have suffered: Burning with the love of my reflected soul. Someone help me touch the mirrored loveliness For I know only my own death can set me free." Pining by the pool of love Dying for the sin of scorning other's love. Praying from a loving Goddess Life is gone and death has come. Farewell. Farewell. Chorus Guitar/voice duet Introductory Chorus On the river 'round the world of death Reaching for a final glimpse of loveliness No one ever found his body. All they ever found was a lovely flower. Chorus Excerpts from Uncle Gilroy's Crazy Son Words and music by Jack Eadon Sing it louder, sing it stronger, Sing it 'til your free. Uncle Gilroy's Crazy Son: He's gonna make it for you and me. (repeat) instrumental Love is the reflected image of hate. Look into the mirror and tell me what you see. Reverse instrumental . . . Love is the reflected image of hate. Look into the mirror and tell me what you see. All words and music © 1970 Laymen Productions Ltd. aka Khazad Doom or original authors as stated. Only authorized recording on LPL Records. Gary, Indiana and Chicago, IL 1968-70. Any unauthorized use of these lyrics without express written permission of the authors is prohibited. Any unauthorized use of these lyrics/music should be reported to the Khazad Doom web site at http//:www.khazad.com Any bootleg of this recording in any form should be reported to the web site. |
