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The Temple
95
Metal
The Temple was released on May 9, 1994 by American Leather as a part of the album War All Time
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Release DateMay 9, 1994
LabelAmerican Leather
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM142

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Poison Idea
Poison Idea
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry A Lang
Jerry A Lang
Songwriter

Lyrics

Take my hand, now there's no turning back
Walk right up the path into the black
The city down below, shines up so bright
We can do it in the moonlight
Stare into the night, I see the truth
Take a drink and tell me who you've used
The stars up above shine down so bright
We can do it in the moonlight
He's the Father, the Son
The Holy Ghost, all rolled up into one
This town's souls been sold
This town's views are old
This town's grey and cold
This place I like the best
This place to the west
This place reeks of death
This town's souls been sold
This town's views are old
This town's grey and cold
This place to the west
This place I like the best
This place reeks of death
Well, I used to think that the hills were full
Of rich little girls and their cheap little games
Until one night something happened to me
I cannot forget his name
I'm the seeker, I'm the finder
I'm the cosmic teeth grinder
My lord's calling me home
I'm the seeker, I'm the finder
I'm the cosmic teeth grinder
And I stand all alone
Take my hand, now there's no turning back
Walk right up the path into the black
The city down below, shines up so bright
We can do it in the moonlight
Stare into the night, I see the truth
Take a drink and tell me who you've used
The stars up above shine down so bright
We can do it in the moonlight
He's the Father, the Son
The Holy Ghost, all rolled up into one
This town's souls been sold
This town's views are old
This town's grey and cold
This place to the west
This place I like the best
This place reeks of death
This town's souls been sold
This town's views are old
This town's grey and cold
This place to the west
This place I like the best
This place reeks of death, death, death, death, death, death!
Written by: Jerry A Lang
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