Baby, do you understand me now. Sometimes I feel a little mad. But don't you know that no one alive. Can always be an angel. When things go wrong I seem to be bad.
"I gross so more soul I smell your terror and I hunger". . Roaming path of sleeping dead reaching for untied. Journey of the desperation let to reveal.
And another morning. With a peace I cannot find. Didn't heed the warnings. Of a past I left behind. I turned my head for too long. And now it's time to look within.
Your treat me like I'm fucking useless, what makes you think I even care I think this whole affair is fruitless and it won't lead to anywhere. I never said you had to like me, I never shoved shit down your throat.
Revvin' up your engine. Listen to her howlin' roar. Metal under tension. Beggin' you to touch and go. . Highway to the Danger Zone. Ride into the Danger Zone.
Irrational, illogical and preposterously ludicrous. Denatured, deprogrammed to blindly. go against what we are. Human ideas turned concrete, material.
This pain so inconceivable, the amount of blood. On the floor is unbelievable. Destined to die. I play the game of hope while my intestines. Swing like jump rope.
Maggots eating rotten flesh. Chomping through a fucking mess. Eyes white and glazed. Bodies rise from their graves. Skin falling to the ground. In a decomposing mound.
In the beginning we tried but nothin' turned out right,. Fall victim each time to man's nature of brutal fight,. Through the years we've learned, expect the worse,.
Welcome, and wake up. This is not a dream but something in between that and reality. Wake up if you dare. This is not the regular nightmare. . Before your eyes the world will change.
You fake, you give nothing but misery. You are reluctant in your vanity. Your eyes are blinded by your conceit. You turn my fire into negative energy!.
Beautiful you are. Although your thirst it does consume. Ride the dream a greased up queen. Sinking towards the tomb. What was once a taste. Has now become your own desire.
Draw blood for the kids who know no war. . Fly high - god will let your eagle soar. Shed tears on the path in which you pave. . Have faith and sacred vigilance will guard your grave.
Angry on the outside angry on the in. Disgruntled with the thing I see. Looking for a future that lies in your hands. Is such a bad place to be. Educated hippies and psychedelic yups.
I cried a thousand times for those who lost their lives up in NYC. Friends underneath remains from such a dirty game. Looks like world war 3. Picking up the pieces while we try to make some sense of it all - can we?.
Deep in the minds of us all is a need or a call. To adjust and release. You bury the past and you know it will last. But it kills you just like a disease.
Forced into black - and this is all we know. Acquired taste to kill ourselves. For demon seeds to grow. Accept the fact - we're not the same. No right or wrong in casting blame.
Let me tell you a story that you'll never forget. bout' making something outta nothing. try to show some respect. I made it to the top of the Empire State.
Born in '65 A bouncing baby boy. A million dollar smile A brand new box of toys. . Every mothers dream An innocent child to hold. . Untarnished by humanity bright naive yet bold.
listen to the sound of the underground. . your ears start to deafen your head begins to pound. . the crowd starts to move as the earth begins to quake.