You've got to break from the past. You've got to leave it behind you. You know the feeling won't last. Don't let emotions confine you. . No matter what we have to face.
Every morning on the evening news. I hear the same ol' story someone singing the blues. Disaster striking out and you're not ready. California quakes and the Midwest floods.
In the streets of San Francisco up in Washington, D.C.. There's a movement there that's crossing all the lines. While we speed into the future,. The deceiver plants the seeds.
Empty and surreal, this ceaseless domain. Nothing here is what it seems. The teacher exposed, a master to a slave. Level upon level to obtain. . The blind will be leading the blind.
Sail across the heavens, the cross of the divine. Document the ages and leave them all behind. Searching for the meaning, the ashes turn to clay. The silence must be broken, those who know do not say.
Just what in the world has come over you. Is it some kind of game you're playin' with me. . Fed up, tired and lonely. Gonna run away and hide. Was riding, tryin' to get to heaven.
Somehow, I think I'm goin' home. Even though my friends can't reach me. I don't know how I ended up alone. All I know is you can't save me. . They only asked us to believe.
I finally found myself. I tried to erase all this hate from my body. I tried to end all the lies, all the pain that I caused everyone. But it all seemed so fucking useless.
Just when you thought it was over. The sky turned black and we all fell to Earth. Dead in our tracks, we were frozen in fact. Choking to breathe, then came the seas.
Your tongue is a dagger. And I am bleeding. My faded dreams were all for you. . And with one word, and with just one word. Choking the life, I breathe my last.
In the arms of anonymity,. You have made your bed,. But was it worth it?. When you had to raise your voice. . 'Cause I don't want to waste my days,. Walking around these hopeless streets,.
Black birds have darkened the skyline. they've been fed with hate and terror. desperation corroding their minds. solid victims of their compromise. . I'm sick of the strangers.
Primitive and deviant like prehistoric man. Intimidate infuriate 'cos I don't fit your plan. The way I act the way I look the things I have to say. Scare you into persecution try to change my ways.
In the dungeon's where it waits. Locked down in this cold wet place. For good or bad it has been used. Many have died to pay their dues. Made from wood and chains of steel.
The farmer finds his lost livestock. The grazing idiots are dead. The carcasses are molested. But not a drop of blood was shed. . Cattle mutilation!. Cattle mutilation!.
Beware, my friends. For you face the demonknight's prophecy. You see now the fearsome. Har-Kuun is not a myth. . 3,000 year ago, in the age of the red moon.
Electric whispers. Are falling with rain. Freeze my decisions. And my tears of pain. Spirits of winter. Are calling my fate. In this hell's dominion. See my final day!.
My God have mercy upon me in this Hour of Death. I pray for thee to take my life instead of the one I so dearly love. Her face is pale like the ivory of the distant realms.
I carry on, I can hear the eastern sea.. Under the hill the city sleeps in silent wintertime.. How many times have I walked this bridge across the stream?.