Enraged... Without having a strength. Deranged with fury, my eyes are burning flames. Became more brave, I'll rip the heart of the enemy. Hate in my veins, I won't be your loner slave.
Behold the truth of our demise.. Out of ruin we ll arise.. We ll rise from darkness,. from burden - to light with joy.. . Oh beautiful valiant, take us from night,.
(lyrics written and sung by Camille Henderson). . Bleak desolation. In a beam of Sun. Scraping as I crawl (your heart can't hear me). Tearing bruising fall (your hands can't hear me).
downward. the fires burn. our souls thirst. inspired by fire. ever burning. downward. the crows curse. the sound hurts. the hour uncertain. the final curtain.
Fuel is running, fuel is coming. Fuel is running down my face. The line, the line, the line is drawn. . It won't be long. We have to be strong. Before they drop.
Don't trust anyone. Don't trust anyone. Don't trust anyone. Don't trust anyone. Don't trust anyone.
In through the out door, out to the west. This fascist nation never rest. Fight back, fight back, fight back, fight back. . Rulers of hatred, we execute pain.
"bloods and solids...". . New life. poverty. . "declarations...". . cruelty. hope. . " the capital.". . disdain. reflection. segregation. . Lets drown the world.
You can't say yes, you can't say no. You're living in a fascist world. Violence is your point of view. It always makes the best of you. . Freedom is a luxury of self induced hostility.
Enter this corridor of light. Envision the loss of your sight. Daydream when it all seems right. Hallucinate division of the perilous flight. . Break, break, break it down.
Sedated with fluid. Wait for the pain. . Temperature rising. Nothing to gain. . Riddled with pills. The brain starts. To bleed. . Dissolved in the rising.
I haven't slept in forty days. Something here just doesn't feel right. This eerie place keeps me up all nights. So tired now, I'm losing my sight. . Yellow sky.
on the might of kings and captains on. (it won't be long, it won't be long now). on the eyes of midnight watchmen. (I'm on my way, I'm on my way out).
Pressing on about our business. Comfort is getting too expensive. Hot shots for the pigeons. With a death sentence. . You're something like a pistol. That's been polished bright.
Rising and spiraling then vanish in the wind. I can't tell where the land ends and the sky begins. Are you acquainted with the threat of being killed?.
Down in flames, it all falls. Everything that I fought for. Proceed with abandon. What's inside is all that's left. . The reward for my sacrifice. It's scorn and a fist full of crumbs.
Let there be lust if there's no love to feel. Let there be war if there's no peace that's real. All sentiment drains from my consciousness. The agony boils through my veins.
Lovely - lovely eyes. Pretty - pretty smile. Lovely eyes - pretty smile. When will I see you again?. . Show me - show me how. How to be you - I'd like to try.
Wounds decay inside my soul. Pain harsher than any that I've known. Realized it simply is what it is. There's just no way to win. . This is what it is to yearn.
Hard to see when everybody seems to have their someone. Hard for me to be alone among them. It makes me want for it to be the way it was. She lets me starve outside her door.