: Whoa! i will die screaming! whoa! scream my last breath in useless anguish. tear the sun from the sky. whoa! i will die screaming. whoa! die screaming
hell bred creatures yet to see I've never known such naked pain As if I'm naked in the rain I've searched each world for virgin soil Fit for my slaughtered
: False The dream is so far Come and take the consequence Few things are as certain Winter state Oppressive wait Evacuate Assemble here Soil's song
: False The dream is so far Come and take the consequence Few things are as certain Oppressive wait Evacuate Assemble here Soil's song In you throat
: [Lyrics by Galder] Trapped in a fire that burns in my soul Like parasites infesting my skin Screaming for vengeance, and vengeance is mine With my
: Bow down before the one you serve You're going to get what you deserve Bow down before the one you serve You're going to get what you deserve God
: THE PHOENIX HE HELPED CREATE, OUT OF CONTROL BOY WITHOUT A DAD, SHOT THE GUN THAT STARTLED MY LIFE, WHILE I DROVE HIM WITH A FORTY-FIVE. FRIENDS
: Oh and I'm feeling Directionless yes But that's to be expected And I know that best And in creeps the morning And another day's lost You've just
best, what's best for me. I feel it, I want it, and in my heart it's true. I feel it, I want it, there's nothing you can do. I'm so ashamed. I soiled
would see the beauty then, we would stand staring in awe At our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges Like a story told by the fault lines and the soil
Was is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did He come to save? Did He come at all? And if I dried His feet, with my dirty hair Would He make me
On a string On a string On a string, I was held the way I move, can you tell? My actions are orchestrated from above So I swing and I sway wave my hand
There is a man holding a megaphone He must have been the voice of God The bystanders claimed they saw Angels Flying up and down the block They must have
Here we go Can I get a goddamn timpany roll to start this goddamn song? Tonight, it is a goddamn song For all you goddamn people Well, the animals laugh
Laura, are you still livin' there on your estate of sorrow? You used to leave it occasionally, but now you don't even bother To ride the commuter train
There is no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand And a language learned and forgot, in turn is studied once again It's a shocking bit
I picked you out Of a crowd and talked to you I said, "I like your shoes" You said, "Thanks can I follow you?" So it's up the stairs and out of view No
Our love is dead but without limit Like the surface of the moon Or the land between here and the mountains Well, it is not these hiding places that have
