SAVATAGE LYRICS

1. Taunting Cobras

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Hey you
She's gonna get you
If you go walking by
This corner slow
Don't think she's gonna let you leave
Just because you want to go

Boy you
Ain't seen nothing yet
It's a long train of regret
Puppets get
No second chance
Pull that string
They gotta dance

Parallel addiction is
A double crucifixion
When you're always out there
Feeding your head
Always channel surfing cause
Your brain it isn't working
When you're looking for
That moment just remember

Don't look
Don't stray
Don't talk it over
No time
No way
Listen to me I'm cold sober
You're just out there
Taunting cobras

Hey you
Who's gonna warn you
When it's something
You don't want to know
Don't think
It won't deform you
Twist your mind
Then let it go

Boy you
Ain't seen nothing yet
It's a long train of regret
Puppets get
No second chance
Pull that string
They gotta dance

Welcome to the prison
Let me tell ya
What you're missing
I've been coming here
For nearly a year
Out there was my corner
'Till I came in for a water
Mixed with whiskey
And a chaser of
Sideways glances

Don't look
Don't stray
Don't talk it over
No time
No way
Listen to me I'm cold sober
You're just out there
Taunting cobras

Don't look
Don't stray
Don't talk it over
No time
No way
Listen to me I'm cold sober
You're just out there
Taunting cobras

2. Edge Of Thorns

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

An offering of reasons
We put them all away
A covering of treasons
That one by one we let slip away

A solitary dancer
So lost upon her stage

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore

A study made of winter
Of summers long ago
And dreams that use to glitter
Safely now hidden under snow

And so we end this chapter
And let the stage lights fade

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore
I don't think about you anymore, anymore no
I don't think about you
I don't think about you
I don't think about you
I don't think about you anymore, anymore, anymore
any.... yeah

3. Chance

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

See the devil on the streets at night
See him running in the pouring rain
See him grinning 'neath a twisted light
I'll be back again
See the people standing in a row
See them nodding like a field of grain
No one sees the sickle though
Coming 'cross the plain

And this he knows, if nothing more
That waiting in the dark like destiny
Are those who kiss the dogs of war
And there is no tomorrow, no tomorrow
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance yeah

See the devil he is so intense
See the devil go and change his name
What's the going price of innocence
It can't be the same
Is it dark when the moon is down
Is it dark with a single flame
If there's glass falling all around
I am not to blame

And this he knows, if nothing more
That waiting in the dark like destiny
Are those who kiss the dogs of war
And there is no tomorrow, no tomorrow
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance yeah
Take a chance
Take a, take a chance oh yeah

Burn the night away
Burn the night away
Burn the night...

4. Nothing's Going On

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Cheshire cat
Done rip you soul
Don't turn your back
Don't turn your back

Car rolls by
Move real slow
Fade it to black
Fade it to black

But nothing's going on
Nothing's going on

Twisted nerves
On shifting feet
Taking up slack
Taking up slack

Gone too far
Can't retreat
Cover your tracks
Cover your tracks

Nothing's going on

She's no queen of hearts
But she's good to me
Bring her coffin roses
Brush her thorns and
Let it bleed

Just a hardcore dancer
Puppet on a string
One crippled romancer
Strung so tight
Gotta watch her swing

Nothing's going on [Repeat]

5. He Carves His Stone

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Among the images of dear departed
Here with memories so closely guarded
There's an old man standing all alone

As he waits among the unforgiven
Here among the souls no longer living
Lost in chains of sin still unatoned

He carves his stone

Well a man's got to do what a man must do
But I'll never give my soul to you
No fallen angel's prophecy
Will ever take hold of the man you see

So here I stand all alone
With chisel in hand I work my stone
And leave a message for all to see
I've lived a life of insanity

And carve that stone

He carves his stone [Repeat]

6. Jesus Saves

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Jesus was a talker
Just an out-of-place New Yorker
He hung out on the boulevard
He was sellin' nickel candies
He was saving up all his quarters
Bought himself a cheap guitar
Started playin' bars
Kids came in their cars
Hear them shouting at the stage

Jesus saves
Jesus saves
Yes he does
Jesus saves

You know
Jesus he started changin'
Things got really strange
He saw his tee shirts everywhere
He started missing shows
The band came down to blows
But Jesus he just didn't care

Things got out of hand
And so he quit the band
Still the critics they would rave

Jesus saves
Jesus saves
Yes he does
Jesus saves

So the dice were cast
Today become the past
Jesus just disappeared
He was headed for New York
Or so his little label thought
And there he gave away the years

Last seen drinking wine
Beneath a flashing sign
Promising salvation to strays

Jesus saves
Jesus saves
Yes he does
Jesus saves
Hear him cut through the night
On those late night radio waves
Jesus saves
Yes he does
Jesus saves

7. Watching You Fall

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

There in the dark
There's a child and she's waiting
Lost in the maze of a fate accompli
Is it a crime to be just hesitating
While we're pretending that we never see

On a TV mounted on the wall
From this distance I can see it all
And I've been out here watching you
Watching you fall

Is there a trick to the art of not feeling
Safe in our world while another's child bleeds
Praying that God won't demand a redealing
Of cards we have held and pretend you don't need
Don't need

On a TV mounted on the wall
From this distance
I can see it all
And I've been out here
Watching you
Watching you fall

Better not think about it
Anytime we'll start to doubt it
Christ has risen
Keep him hidden
God forbid he sees

It's not that we lack the vision
Only just a quick decision
Who will blame us, rules restrain us
It's all in history

So close my eyes and pretend I am sleeping
Avoiding the chance that you'll visit my dreams

On a TV mounted on the wall
From this distance I can see it all
And I've been out here
Watching you
Watching you, watching you, watching you
Watching you fall yeah yeah

8. Castles Burning

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

In the dark and bleeding
With the shadows seething
There he stands alone

Fools and faith conspire
Questions of desire
That they never owned

Kings without their armor
Men without their honor
Spit out desecration
Pieces of a nation
Buried in the ground
Screams without a sound
Burn the castle down

In the end the children cried
That the jackal surely lied
When he said please listen all
Do not look behind these walls

Coffins drowned in roses
And the war he chose is
Fought inside the mind
Death becomes compelling
When the soul's for selling
And the world is blind

In the maze he wanders
Looks about and ponders
shadows mock and taunt him
And the ghosts that haunt him
Chain him to the ground
Screams without a sound
Burn the castle down

In the end the children cried
That the jackal surely lied
When he said please listen all
Do not look behind these walls

And does the pendulum toll
Against the side of the soul
When he feels the final moment is near
Do you rage 'gainst the dark
Try to re-write the part
Turn around and face what you fear
What you fear

He's seen it all before
Close your eyes and close the door
And the dreams that nights embrace
Slowly leave without a trace

9. All That I Bleed

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Someone
Got themselves a letter
In the mail the other day
It's already worn and tattered
And I guess
It gives away

All the things we keep inside
All the things that really matter
The face puts on it's best disguise
And all is well
Until the heart
Betrays

She knows
As she reads her letter
That things were bound to stray
Winds blow
She pulls her coat tighter
And the letter flies away

With all the things she keeps inside
All the things that really matter
The face puts on it's best disguise
And all is well
Until the heart betrays

Lord bring on the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me tight
Soak up all that I bleed

Lord bring on the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me tight
Soak up all that I bleed

And I'll fly away
Yeah I'll fly away
Yeah I'll fly away
Watch me

Lord bring on the night
Wrap it all around me
Let it hold me tight
Soak up all that I bleed, yeah yeah

I bleed

10. Handful Of Rain

[Written by Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

The night is growing dark
From somewhere deep within
It shelters like an ark
And always takes you in

And the mind goes numb
'Till it's feeling no pain
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

Wash your women
In your whiskey
When your future's
In the past
And you're staring
Up at heaven
From the bottom
Of a glass
And you need some insulation
From the years you've
Had and lost
And you feel the perspiration
As you're adding up the cost

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out

There's a land
Beyond the living
There's a land
Beyond the dead
If it's true that
God's forgiving
Of the lives that we have led
In the distance
There's a thunder
And the air is thick and warm
And the patrons
Watch with wonder
The approaching of the storm

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

All right

There's an old man in the corner
And he's smoking all the time
And the smoke is drifting
Upward and it's
Twisting in my
Twisting in my
Mind
In my mind

The whiskey's getting deeper
And I use it like a moat
There's a blues man in the distance and he's
Lost inside his
Lost inside his note
His note
His note

The night is growing dark
From somewhere deep within
It shelters like an ark
That always takes you in

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

11. Sirens

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva]

On the sea
They heard the voices sing
Through the storm
The island's closing in
They'd heard tales
Of lives lost at sea
Deserted beach just beyond their reach
You're approaching the island of the

Sirens
Sirens
Hungry for man tonight
Sirens
Sirens
Claiming the sailors' lives

Nine men made it to a shore
A night of terror
Lies neatly in store
Who are those women?
Are they real?
Is this just a crazy dream?
You're approaching the island of the

Sirens
Sirens
Hungry for flesh tonight
Sirens
Sirens
Claiming the sailors' lives

Terror happens quickly
Remains till the sailor are gone
They vanished in the night
Sirens singing their psalm
Whoa--till they're gone...

ALL RIGHT!!

12. Gutter Ballet

[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]

Another sleepless night
A concrete paradise
Sirens screaming in the heat
Neon cuts the eye
As the jester sighs
At the world beneath his feet

It's a gutter ballet
Just a menagerie
Still the orchestra plays
On a dark and lonely night
To a distant fading light

Balanced on their knives
Little parts of lives
Such a strange reality
Kill the unicorn
Just to have its horn
Soon he's just a fantasy

It's a gutter ballet
Just a menagerie
Still the orchestra plays
On a dark and lonely night
To a distant fading light

The jester takes his bows
Slips into the crowd
As the actors fade away
Another death to mourn
Another child is born
Another chapter in the play

It's a gutter ballet
Just a menagerie
Still the orchestra plays
On a dark and lonely night
To a distant fading light

Good night Tokyo and see you later
Good night







SAVATAGE LYRICS