We are intelligent, but we have wars. And no one knows what we're fighting for. We are believers in our leaders. The truth they feed us to calm our fears
: You search your mind That?s what it?s there for Check all the whys? And all the wherefores? In your mind You?re tall and brave Riding the crest Of
Rising high in the burning sky A kiss of death surrounds you Black is the night You're fade out of sight That no one ever finds you To live or die Never
Once upon the slab The torso starts to swell as entrails bloat After the toes are tagged Crepitus is the smell that has you clutching your throat Irrigate
Capillarian gone away Capillarian gone away It's a shattered wave Cosmogenic cycles Universal dreams The unseen essence Energies refreshed Twelve years
Opened wide, eyes to see, Within, beyond and behind Faces never seen, My mind is expiring, beyond all limits Impulses and thoughts torn into meaningless
You search your mind Thata??s what ita??s there for Check all the whysa?? And all the whereforesa?? In your mind Youa??re tall and brave Riding the crest
We can never know if we will fade Or stay strong We can never know what is right Tell me what is wrong Off shore in the deep darkness Off course when
We can never know if we will fade Or stay strong We can never know what is right Tell me what is wrong Off shore it the deep darkness Off course
"Those who create literature know first-hand just how difficult creating meaning can be.. ..There are no options now.. ...If I weren't a writer, I think
I know that evil's overrated killing is my new thing and afterall i gotta deal with erasing everything finding you was the worst thing i've seen like
Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave If that's where you want to be But does the look on your face Mean you're really feeling happy? Or do you feel
You take comfort from your window you take refuge in the sky you can't bare to see the ocean falling, falling If your over there i'm over here if your
I've nothing left to give you, but for one last thing I've saved In the comer of the cellar look inside the iron chest Bearing seven silver medals there
You ever had a day like I had today When things are stacked up bad? yeah You look around and every face you see Seems guaranteed to send you mad And
I think she was a middle-distance runner (The translation wasn't clear) Could be a budding stately hero International competition in a year She was a
Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire Laid by the father for the son Good shelter down there on the valley floor Down by where the sweet stream
In the dark of the city backwoods Something stirs then slips away Law and order in darkest Knights bridge Crime and punishment at play Hey Mr. Policeman
