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Meliah Rage
Meliah Rage


Background information
Origin Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Genre(s) Power Metal
Thrash Metal
Years active 1987—present
Members
Mike Munro
Anthony Nichols
Jim Koury
Stu Dowie
Darren Lourie
Former members
Sully Erna
Jesse Johnson
Barry Spillberg
Paul Souza



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Meliah Rage Album


Masquerade (2009)
2009
1.
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Dreamer
5.
Seeker
6.
Hour Glass
7.
8.
Last Rites
9.
Whatever It Takes
. . .


Why do you hide? Why do you lie?
Can't you see that He knows all and all?
All that we do, all that we say
all shall kneel down on our judgment day

Lost or found today, hear what I say
seek and you will find, truth is here to stay
Stay on the road, straight'n narrow path
most will take their own, wide broad way with wrath
Wrath binds the heart, takes and rips apart
observation met, more to this than said
Said is all the truth, so let it rain on you
drench your inner soul, left behind not you

Lost or Found it's your call
Seek to find, or just fall
Lost or found, truth or lies
Bring it on, eternal life
Lost or found, it's our call
Take me back, here I crawl
Lost or found, found or lost
At Golgotha's cross

I am He who searches mind and heart
The faithful and truth the morning star
I am Son of man King of Kings
The First and Last to Him I sing

Find me...Hear Me...Love Me
Find me...Hear Me...Love Me...Love Me

Come take my hand, here we shall stand
I feel your pain, every scar engrained
Engrained is senseless fear, forcing every tear
but a ray of light, sparks and then ignites
Ignite the flame inside, darkness can not hide
change from within, now the journey's end...
End of the pain and the suffering,
cast it on the Throne, Father it is done


. . .


I was lost, I was broken
I was chosen
Are we lost? Are we broken?
Are we chosen?

Frozen lifeless dead to the world
you scream that silent scream
Searching in your misery to find
some wasted common theme
Torn and battered, laid to rest
no one there, just pain
Can't ya see my withered face?
The lines they seem so plain

Choose your way, Quench your thirst
Black or white
The chosen ones will fight the fight!

Looking back through the haze I see a lonely boy
A rage inflamed by a foolish fear of becoming what he hates
Empty, drained, abandoned days will never be repaid
They frame a mind to do the same or maybe break the chain

He is lost, He is broken he is cracked and crushed He is chosen
Are we lost? Are we broken? Are we cracked and crushed? Are we chosen?
I was lost, I was broken I was cracked and crushed I was chosen
Are you lost? Are you broken? Are you cracked and crushed? Are you chosen?

Can he change? Has he changed? Or just out of his mind
They say that destiny moves on if you give it time
Good or evil, Life or death, Heaven or hell, refined
Gaze upon the world anew, Bring forth ‘One King' defined


. . .


A child, a boy, a girl
A legacy bestowed
How do you view the world?
And how do you fill that hole?
Is there a consciousness?
To seek our righteousness
The mirror can't reflect
What's absent from your soul

History will tell, if firm foundations last
Where will we end up? Living in the past
History will tell, if we rose or fell
Where we have landed, History will tell

Nations will come and go
Just look around the world
But, I'll keep my family whole
With love, and faith, and hope
I'll take Him above it all
The Word my All and All
The Son, my Cornerstone
His blood it does atone

History will tell, if firm foundations last
Where will we end up? Living in the past
History will tell, if we rose or fell
Where we have landed, History will tell


. . .

Dreamer

[No lyrics]

. . .

Seeker

[No lyrics]

. . .

Hour Glass

[No lyrics]

. . .


This Masquerade...doesn't tell you
My inside, frame of mind, or my truth
My Veil...it won't let you see
My failures, my iniquities, or my hurt

Do I need a Savior? Do I need this Son?
Fires in the Heavens
They say are soon to come
Deliverance from The Mighty One
Can I find a home?
Many rooms have been prepared
Never thought, of one my own

Darkness...all surrounding
It smothers my very breath, I feel it's sting
Am I...just some puppet?
Among this crowd, I'm just a clown
Who is it that pulls my strings?

I need a Savior, I need the Son
Fires in the heavens, Rolling on and on
Deliverance from The Mighty
Bring me to your home
Many rooms have been prepared
Please Father may I have one?

Deliver Me, Deliver Me
From this masquerade, Oh God Deliver me
Deliver Me, Deliver Me
You told me who I am, and delivered me


. . .

Last Rites

[No lyrics]

. . .

Whatever It Takes

[No lyrics]

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