I feel so numb. All I've become. Has fallen apart. Hole in my heart. . Severed fragments of my being. Piece together, give life meaning. Fragile quilts of faded memories.
when narrow minds meet they will combine, and bound by fear they will divide.. but speration can only destroy what`s left. insuring the end of what`s true to.
This world screams for release. War torn. New battles born. Day after day. Numbers rise. Life staine red. Close your eyes. Close your mind to the truth.
MARCH!!!. . LOVE...is a way of feeling. Oh, LOVE is a way of feeling less alone. So what's all the fuss about?!?. . "FUCK IT". LOVE: the paradox of needing.
Borne... void... nothingness. Born son of righteousness. Watch the signs, stay holding... waiting... war. . Holy water holding back the storm. I WANT YOUR HEAD.
[Exhausted after the dangerous obstacles they mer during the day they decided to set camp so that they coud get som rest. But the presence of evil floated like fog in the forest, and they were aware of that they being watched from the shadows. Even so our friends felt that this was a good place to rest: so the sorcerer blessed the camp eith a protection spell. And when the bard begun to sing, peace sank down over the exhausted heroes.].
Grey dawn of day. the piercing war-cries fade away. the fate is sealed. life has left the battle-field. . Once they were a mighty army. standing one for all.
I'd like to welcome you. You've come from far away. Step right up, get close. I'll take you on a ride. I'll tell you tales. About the times of ancient days.
A circle of warriors, weapons in the hand. All their heads on the ground. The victor's sitting near on empty stand. While the wind whirls leaves around.
"Don't even try to read our mind". His lovely teacher told in her soft voice. "Our minds and hearts are of another kind. If you want to learn you've got no choice.
rays of light that pierce through leaves fall on our skin.. we are allowed.. we look skyward.. his hands are glorious.. maker of all.. we are attached to his every work..
Look what you've done. there's no where to run. Your bridges are burned. you should have learned. Now you are rushing with fear. is the end near!. Helpless feelings building inside.
Somehow I got locked on the outside. I'm trying to get back in. Can someone help me unlock the door. And welcome me back inside. Holding out for the answer.
Life ever changing it's hidden reality. But then in a moment we see. Is this just a shadow. Of the spirit planes we've yet to see. Lord come soon for me.
Motion range arpeggiate. The decimator bend rage. Oscillate, assimilate. The agitator depth cage. . Modulate the head space. Panellel the universe. Transpose this phase.
I've always loved you. I've always loved you. Love dump, love dump, love dump. . I can't believe I'm. Letting you do this to me. Love dumpling, love dumpling.
I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me. I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me. . Hand me a line. Really hand me a line. Really hand me a line.
You'll reap what you sow. The sky is a new shade of war. The colour of meat rent raw. This conflict's innocents. In heaps of twitching limbs. Mouths stretched in silent screams.
Say when you called me that night. To tell me that things. They weren't goin' alright with your boyfriend. Was it me, or did you just want somebody to talk to?.
Six foot six above sea level. I grab the mic because I like to take you to another mental level. Low power frequency radio modulation. The big sound from the underground another pirate station.