Dead London Lyrics

The Artillery Man And The Fighting Machine Journalist: The hammering from the pit and the pounding of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound of someone creeping into the hous...Read Full Lyrics

The torment was ended. The people scattered over the country, desperate, leaderless, starved, the thousands who had fled by sea including the one most dear to me; all would return,...Read Full Lyrics

Lift my head up, look me in the eyes before I die, tell me you loved me once & please don't cry, I still love you, I still love you. Chorus: Sometimes love runs hot, some times...Read Full Lyrics

Looking through the pine trees at outer space, feeling a Tsunami run down my face. Where else can anyone make more than it takes, are we the only ones here, making mistakes. Look...Read Full Lyrics

Pasadena control: It’s looking good, it’s going good, we're getting great pictures here at nasa control Pasadena. The landing craft touched down on Mars 28 kilometres from the ...Read Full Lyrics

The Eve Of The War Journalist: No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space. No ...Read Full Lyrics

Journalist: For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees, the homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables. All that was of value to me w...Read Full Lyrics

Next morning, a crowd gathered on the Common Hypnotized by the unscrewing of the cylinder Two feet of shining screw projected When, suddenly the lid fell off Two luminous, disc li...Read Full Lyrics

The Earth under the Martians The Red Weed and Parson Nathaniel Journalist: Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wandered through the weird and lurid landscape of a...Read Full Lyrics

Brave New World and Dead London Then, on the ninth day, we saw the Martians eating. Inside the hood of their new machine they were drawing the fresh, living blood of men and women...Read Full Lyrics