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Instrumental
The Sacrifice, Christopher Beck
It starts with a phone call and a funeral.

But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes
Woke Up This Morning, Alabama 3
Our hero goes a bit crazy in the face.

My lungs are blackened with smoke and sobs
So just be a man and finish the job
And I'll watch you from this distant place I've found
Oh, you know I won't make a sound
Burn down this town
Burn Down This Town, Roseanne Cash
And he books a trip to the city where his wife died, intending to leave it in ashes.

Put on your pretty lies, you're in the city of wonder
Ain't gonna play nice, watch out you might just go under
Better think twice, your train of thought will be altered
So if you must falter be wise
Disturbia, Rhianna
It gets to him, instead.

Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel, there's always my whore
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure
Devil Song, Beth Orton
There's blood on his hands already, but always more, more.

Like a lost dog between houses
In the unknown open country
Line up at dawn to see who's missing
My age is a metaphor
It only speaks of everything before
War Is Kind, Jakob Dylan
The killing is still kinder than Jeff's pity.

Oh lord, it’s so bad
it’s so bad when you’re living in the devil’s playground
in the devil’s playground
There’s some man that is starting a war and I feel like we’re knocking on heaven’s door
You better let me in
I wanna get in
Devil's Playground, Gram Rabbit
Of course there's a fucking evil conspiracy.

Well, I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
Diamonds and Rust, Joan Baez
And then there's the secrets his wife left behind.

It's gonna rain down fire
It's gonna burn us all
The skies gonna open
People going pray and sing
I can't feel a thing
LA Song, Kane
Turns out that maybe it's not just about revenge. The bodies pile higher. War's in the air.

He'll wrap you in his arms,
tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
it took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole,
heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
never ever coming back
He's a god, he's a man,
he's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
is a red right hand
Red Right Hand, Nick Cave
Legion arrives.

I know some things that you don’t
I’ve done things that you won’t
There’s nothing like a trail of blood
to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive
Life Is Beautiful, Nikki Syxx
He was pretty fucked up in the first place. It's good, with the Oracle and Morgan. Too good.

And watching lovers part, I feel you smiling
What glass splinters lie so deep in your mind
To tear out from your eyes, with a thought to stiffen brooding lies
And I'll only watch you leave me further behind
The Chauffeur, Duran Duran
He can't remember the color of her eyes.

With heaven's help
You've cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about making your amends
To the dead
The Noose, A Perfect Circle
He owes her this much. He'll see it through.

BONUS: from mona1347, who is the best ever

I need so, to stay in your arms, see you smile, hold you close.
And now it weighs on me, as heavy as stone and of bone chilling cold.
I was just wondering if you'd come along.
Tell me you will.
Dave Matthews Band, The Stone

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