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Threshold - For the Journey
Band
Album

For the Journey

(2014)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresProgressive Metal
LabelsNuclear Blast
Ranked#10 for 2014 , #887 all-time
Album rating :  94.3 / 100
Votes :  7
3. The Box
Track rating :  95 / 100       Votes :  4       [ ]
The storm was high on Monday
When someone found the box
It promised hope and future
Can't tell you what it cost
To spare us from the northern wind
As we walked our lonely track
The box was found on Monday
But I don't want to give it back

“There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part! You can't even passively take part! And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels…upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop! And you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all!”

The water tastes so sweet tonight
And the heat restores my soul
Something doesn't feel right
But it's under my control

A hunted little soul
Feeding the machine

We took their precious token
So we can use it anywhere
We marvelled at its colours
And how we're free to dream and dare
Dream and dare

The water's not so good tonight
And I think I'll just be cold
I can't afford the heat or light
And the pleasure's growing old

A hundred little souls
Feeding the machine

We took their precious token
So we can use it anywhere
We marvelled at its colours
And how we're free to dream and dare
And with their precious token
They know exactly where we've been
They wondered at our dullness
And now we're slaves to the machine

And soon there came a time
They wanted mind and soul
And all I thought was mine
Was out of my control

A hundred million souls
Lost in the machine

We took their precious token
So we can use it anywhere
We marvelled at its colours
And how we're free to dream and dare
And with their precious token
They know exactly where we've been
They wondered at our dullness
And now we're slaves to the machine

The storm was high on Monday
When someone found the box
It stole our hope and future
Can't tell you what it cost
It tore us like the northern wind
Sold us down our lonely track
The box was found on Monday
But I don't know how to give it back
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Threshold - For the Journey
For the Journey - Album Credits
Members
  • Damian Wilson : Vocals
  • Karl Groom : Guitars
  • Richard West : Keyboards
  • Johanne James : Drums
  • Steve Anderson : Bass
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