Black robed avenger. Rides upon a white horse through my mind. In search of love, he finds. A spectral planet lost in space and time. . He dreams of paradise.
Evilution minds on the production line. Imagination drenched within conformist slime. Plastic education, microwavable brains. Cooking on the stage of heaven's pantomime.
[ T.J. BERRY ]. . WHEN GOD LOOKS DOWN UPON THIS WORLD. WHAT DO YOU THINK HE SEES?. IS IT TOO LATE TO SAVE MANKIND. IS THE END COMPLETE?. NOONE BELIEVES BUT I CAN SEE.
She falls fast asleep in her Glassboro apartment. Dreaming of what she wants to be. So she just organizes photographs. Taken in this year that's past.
What a sick twisted world we are livin' in. Kill / marry / fuck where do I begin. I gotta hear the sounds and I gotta hear it loud. To drown out the world that tries to keep me down.
Evilution devilution. Revolution screaming metals on its way. And theres hell to pay. [ verse 1 ]. I can hear the screams of hate. Echoes of retribution.
If I could stay mad enough maybe. I'd leave but you have to understand this runs. Twenty-two years deep, everyone wants it all. Everyone needs a place.
So I submit you've failed us twice.. Once is for your brothers.. One is for your brothers and the second's for your sons.. . Isolation, mis-education; and for very clever there is looming liquidation..
I thought we'd escape. I packed a fishin' line and counted on it. I thought we'd escape. I packed a fishin' line and counted on it. . But dreamin' is for moon rise.
I swear at you for leaving. Like I cursed at you when you stayed. And I'll run you out. Pass you round. Scrape you about. Fade you out. Running good rings around you.
I do think that you could be. Anything that you want to be, it's easy, easy. When you say that time will tell. It don't mean the last order's bell is ringing, ringing.
Your imagination runs wild. Sitting on the fence you call your home these days. Better take care, you don't ask for help. But some day you might need it.
When they look around and they will look around. They'll be without the kind of things we lex about. Do with background inventions for one last glimpse to the real.
Now, his intentions unfold, they're not what they seem. He only wants to take control. Boy, is he selling you loads, all you do is conceive. Grant him his black-eyed fantasy.
Play catch with your bait, leave it late, it don't matter. Play catch with your bait, leave it late, it don't matter. . Beautiful sailor. Beautiful son.
For those who won't and never will, song sounds blue. No one at home and time to kill. Song for the beautiful loser. . She would hide at the park and ride, glued up to the gills.
You been a long. Time coming home. Time coming home. Time coming home. . You been a long. Time coming home. Time coming home. Time coming home. . You been a bad, bad boy.
You're now in detention. You couldn't pay attention. Be a good man. Kissing ass is the way. . Brainwashed, brainwashed. Respect the tie and suit. Brainwashed, brainwashed.
Esta es la vos del pobre sin futuro. Donde a la policia no le importa si te matan. Donde no hay trabajo para el hombre humilde. Rebelde despierta y escucha el sonida.
Here we are once again. (getting drunk is not enough). Spray it all over our heads. (god I love that fucking stuff). It fizzes all over me. (getting glued is such a thrill).