Sheep-ridden country. They pretend that's it's so free. Falling, they're bleeding, never really question. Why they die.. . Swim in the lake of death. Eaten by crocodiles.
Fake tears in the aisles. Lies, fear and denial. Glass cages and rivals. False threats of reprisal. One more rally cause and off we go. We've got 'em primed and ready to explode.
Though you see me now, the mere ghost of a man,. I once had the heart of a lion.. Commanding my ship, between many a shore,. The ol' Jolly Roger a-flyin'..
One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing. Some too weak to fight at all, who controls their future?. God above or God below, questions no one can answer.
One more time, just one too many times,. is all it had to take, now they can't resist the world's too full,. its time to bring it back, and turn this shit around,.
Just get the fuck down. In cold earth you rot. My fucking hatred. Will not be stopped. Uncontrolled I'm sent into rage. And let the bodies fly. An animal let out of its cage.
The media is a tool designed to mold us into slaves. Drugging us into an empty, apathetic daze.. The trick is that we think that everything is going fine.
With the heart and grace of florida evans. As a family We will rise the fuck up and ride on all. You bitch ass tricks. You motherfucker ain't safe. You motherfucker ain't safe.
Bastard cries. Feeds the fire. The burning desire to rob human life. In this world full of fear of the unknown. Twisting the perception of the weak. Lying to progress.
Am I supposed to be sorry, my words struck a nerve. Am I supposed to be sorry that I lift dust where my footsteps once were. Maybe I'm supposed to care for grand ideas never expressed.
Drifting by the heavens unscarred.. Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross.. Thrown into the ash.. Crumbling.. . I've been crossed.. Like the lies on a clocks face..
You want to see me fail. You won't get your chance. (You want to see me fail). You won't get your chance. (You want to see me fail). You'll never get your chance.
I know your fear of loss. And your struggles with faith. And how it takes all that you have to face the day. The virtues you possess now bring you to eternal pain.
Defy it. Its forced into our minds. Its a pollution of the soul. So invasive and poisonous. To resist is to gain control. . Leeching the life. Sucking the faith.
Drifting by the heavens unscarred.. Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross.. Thrown into the ash.. Crumbling.. . I've been crossed.. Like the lies on a clocks face..
I came from far beyond the time. This is my manor. I'm reaching for the crown. And now it shall be mine. This is my realm. From far beyond the time. Out in the vast.
[Hey you shadow bastards! We'll blow your asses out of space and time! Understand?]. . They came to take our land and lifes. To terminate our race. All across the galaxy.