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Lust For Power (2005 Digital Remaster) - New Model Army

Across the flatlands we came out of nowhere special

Like a peasant revolution

Makeshift weapons in our hands

We crashed the gates so hard

We'd never heard that kind of sound before

And braced ourselves for victory

And the spoils of the land

Defences melt away

Before our frozen blank surprise

From the palace now we stare

Into a million waiting eyes

Got my trophies on the wall

Heads I've hunted down the hall

And I guard my winnings well

Carry them with me when I fall

Now the daylight hours pass

Like the people I have lost

In the triumph of the hour

In the bloody 'cause lust

Lust for power

Like a vision she dances

Through the shafts of light

Everything I've ever dreamed about

Focused true and bright

And fortune opens up the ground

Blackens out the sky

I kissed her once

I kissed her twice but

I couldn't remember why

When I was young they

Taught me well to always play to win

But they never said what happens

When you've won the bloody game

Got my trophies on the wall

Trophies

Heads I've hunted down the hall

And I guard my winnings well

Guard my

Carry them with me when I fall

Now the daylight hours pass

Daylight

Like the people I have lost

In the triumph of the hour

In the bloody 'cause lust

Lust for power

Yeah

And all desire is satisfied

But still the hunt goes on

It's funny how this feeling

Stays with all the reasons gone

Oh we've seen them fat and bloated

Those who once could hold a flame

I've run for home and words gone

By but nothing seems the same

I can watch world self in secrecy

One side of this glass

From the other my reflection and

I don't know which is worse

The streets are lined with glittering

Stores and a million fatted calves

I can catch myself sometimes these

Days and all I do is laugh laugh laugh

Got my trophies on the wall

Heads I've hunted down the hall

And I guard my winnings well

Carry them with me when I fall

Now the daylight hours pass daylight hours

Like the people I have lost

In the triumph of the hour triumph

In the bloody 'cause lust

Lust for power

Trophies on the wall

Trophies

Heads I've hunted down the hall

And I guard my winnings well

Carry them with me

Carry them with me when I fall