Forgery

(instrumental)

Flint jack
He's a master of his trade
Oh young edward's twisted soul has finally come of age
And from a piece of flint
An arrowhead was shaped
The only thing as good as gold is something that's as good as old

Flint jack, you've gone and spent it all on drink again
Oh the prince of fabricators!
Who knows where you've been and where you will rest?

Flint jack
He's a master of his trade
Oh young edward's twisted soul has finally come of age
And from a plate of tin
Was formed a roman breastplate
The only thing as good as gold is something that's as good as old

Flint jack, you've gone and spent it all on drink again
Oh the prince of fabricators!
Who knows where you've been and where you will rest?

Oh the prince of fabricators, never will you be saved
Oh the prince of fabricators where are you now?
'cos this is your golden age
This is your golden age

Flint jack
He's a master of his trade
Oh young edward's twisted soul, never will it be saved
He's got a pack rat penchant for the precious things
And he will fool us yet
'cos the only thing that's good as gold is something that's as good as old.

Flint jack, you've gone and spent it all on drink again
Oh the prince of fabricators!
Who knows where you've been and where you will rest?

Cover your face with the mask of the blind man
You cannot see through dead men's eyes
When a bird flies into the house
When the cotton smolders on the wire
The universe wants to play with use
Intoxicate us with water,
For no demons ever guarded the stars
They were open to us from the very start
But rest assured...
Chaos is not dead
Chaos is not dead
Love live the queen - chaos is not dead
Love live the queen - chaos is not dead

You were told lies, you were sold ideas
Taught good and evil and to distrust your body
And you learned words invented to disgust you
With the very things you loved the most
Do we really believe in our own existence? - strike the final chord of history!
A tactic for our disappearance - a raging thirst for eternity
A dagger and sword unveiled by the light of a candle
A hint towards the door but not a grip on the handle

Long live the queen - chaos is not dead
Carnival of light - chaos is not dead
Turns the day into night - chaos is not dead
Long live the queen - chaos is not dead

Long live the queen - chaos is not dead
Carnival of light - chaos is not dead
Turns the day into night - chaos is not dead
Long live the queen - chaos is not dead

(instrumental)

Cigarette man
Filthy, my streetwise friend
Yellow-stained fingers, barefoot until the end
He will wander when he's able
A dusty mind, and rusty memories of his night
A stranger who would lend a match could set his face alight
And he will wander when he's able
He will wander when he's able

Tied down underneath the firmament
We'll all wander when we're able
Scenes unfold and they rewrite themselves
Cast of characters, they will never tell
They will never tell
How they made their way

He swipes at his memories like flies, they swarm round his head in the blistering sun
There's a hole in the sky like a gunshot wound and how the heavens will boil our blood
He will wander when he's able
Cigarette man the doctor has no remedy
But you have escaped, you've been blessed with this malady
And he will wander when he's able
We'll all wander when we're able

Tied down underneath the firmament
Aimless, we'll descend from heaven
Nine days down to earth and nine again to hell
Cast of characters, they will never tell
They will never tell
How they made their way

Tied down underneath the firmament
We'll all wander when we're able
Scenes unfold and they rewrite themselves
Cast of characters, they will never tell
They will never tell
How they made their way

I said to the fortune teller
Won't you please read me my cards
She laid out the deck and asked me
How i'd ever gotten this far?
I was born by the sea of misfortune
I was dragged by thte scruff of my neck
Through the drought ravaged fields my house was built in
Irrigated lawns in an orange sunset
When i was grown i crawled out this city
Covered by a blanket of smoke
And i pulled myself up to higher ground
To look around before i choked
And now i'll fight both tooth and nail
Until i get when i'm going to get
I'll hang on with the jaws of a pit bull
I won't let go of what my vision is

I am the king of war
I am a rotten dove
I am the face of innocence lost
I can't find a thing to love

If you hear kicking or your hear screaming
From the coast of the valley high
And you hear of shootings or of beatings
Do you try and shield your eye?
Do you just chalk it up to a sign of the times?
Do you talk about the fighting?
Never stand up so much as feel uneasy
Never speak up so much as think we're dreaming

And i am the dream of a child
I am the doors of the tor store open wide
With my shelves picked clean and empty
I am the dream of a child

I was told what to be but not how to do it
Told to believe but not ever why
I go through days where it's always raining
My common sense says the sun's in the sky
Well is this faith to keep on trying
Or am i a dog who knows when to die?
I won't know a thing as my flesh turns to soil
These days they just rush by

I am the king of war
I am a rotten dove
I am the queen of your fortune
And i am your blind, blind love
I am the weight of your memory
I am the shadow of fear
I am the question of the future
When your vision turns unclear