just a cold millennium in another dry age just a cold millennium in another dry age the vanishing man has madness to sow there are secrets he knows that
lady bug, lady bug, lady bug kisses the bones pushing thru everybody here seems to be in their head but me twitching, twistin beyond alone spiritless
little creeper in the shade under my brain in caterpillars hundredth eye under mushroom clouds in the rain, child i wrote your name in sparrows blood
The ash of my mind in the back of my throat Out on the ocean of curling, fetal smoke The anti spirit of time just behind these eyes of mine I can remember
woman and child like a feather fall from the sky so dark ..so dark in the moonlight naked we worship the night sky... no man can hold what the darkness
i was dancing when i was twelve i was dancing when i was twelve i was dancing when i was ahhh... i was dancing when i was ahhh... i danced myself right
we wither and blow where the smoke goes closing my eyes to the sunlight withering tonight one thing is certain the rest is a lie one thing is certain
its only the end of the world again down by the ocean the frogmen are surfacing but the beast beneath the skin has been whispering, wondering wondering
long ago i kissed her skull sunbleached and beautiful slick-wet with diesel fuel we'll watch the midnight movie painted with the sky bleeding white butterflies
Summer blood for fighting dogs Mardi Gras nineteen fifty-four Oh no - he never liked Lincoln at all my child I always thought the sun was just some hole
The chair's been kicked, a rope tied to the rafters Blue faced and broken necked, I sigh Relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare Of that hated
i see people all around me where am I i see nothing but darkness seeking kicks to feel good i want to be free don't wanna live a sick life it feels like
Mirror mirror on the wall. Who's the fairest of us all? The ones with money and control. The ones who's afraid to take a fall. Who will ever see the
identification wannabe acting like a robot manipulated by your idols when I look at you my soul cries 'cause all I see is a copy of something not real
She was just a little girl on vacation She was just a little girl all on her own She was just a little girl on her way home She was just a little girl
why do we suffer? why do we feel pain? why do we laugh? why dow we sorrow? why do we live? why do we die? why do we seek peace? why do we make war?
open your eyes and see what's going on have you even heard about the risen son dont you know the meaning with your life i will tell you now and again,
rom 3:21-25, 5:1-2; joh 3:16-17 god has revealed a rightousness apart from the law a rightousness through faith in jesus christ to all who believe god