Falling from grace forever damning the human race. A parable amongst mortals, for we were damned from the start. Mass creators of population, yet destroyers of civilization.
Between the cracks of time and space infinite black. A species, a disease, the planet earth has fleas,a tapeworm, a parasite. Microscopic organisms that crawl on your face at night.
I find peace in dirty sheets. I see love everywhere I sleep. Holding hands in a world of heat. But no one understands you. . I can't see you here. I can't hear you clear.
Chrome my mind. Cauterize this feeling. You're my kind. My something to believe in. . Teach me how to dance with you. Teach me how to love. Teach me how to dance with you, oh.
The Brutal rape of creation. Spawns blistering radiation. The vermin feed on your. Charred decaying carrion.
Perpetual multiplier, procreating bastard. Ever had your gonads smashed by a ball peen hammer?. Ever been forced into a vasectomy by and ax wielding homovore?.
Lost in an empty room. The scent of her perfume. Has guided me so far away. Hard to face another day. . Time does not help to mend. Continue to pretend.
Stare into the river today. What could ever have made it this way?. Deep inside your eye is a gleam. Showing more than you thought it would be. Make a turn to go find a way.
Si puo' cercare di dimenticare. quando ci si lascia ci si butta giu'. c'e' chi si spara c'e' chi si compiace. e alla prima sera non ce la fa piu'. cosi' io penso solo a lavorare.
Trovami il guasto. sono in game-over. sto camminando come un cane. ringhiando e annusando. tutto cio' che non e' mio. io. mi sono rotta. e guardami in faccia.
In Life, there are NO guarantees. . NO guarantees at all. . Just ask the Tsunami victims who awoke in a flood.... . And ask yourself...... . Where will you be, when you wake up?.
This song is for my mother. Let her hear me cry. I couldnt bring myself to write it. Til this darkened day arrived. A song about old promises. Made so long ago.
There was a boy. Playing on a swing. Deep in love with life. Loving everything. . And he'd speak to God. When all alone. Making deals with God. 'Bout his dreams and hopes.
Theres a fury on the waves. A madness taking place. Fueled by the blood. Of weary wage slaves. . And they taught us how to hate. In a hi tech kind of way.
The Bed. Your Mouth. My Touch. Our Lips. . Its a fever. In the night. Forbidden. . Forbidden. . Desecrated and damned together. Desecrated and damned forever.
Lift the wailing wood. Hammer the tortured nails. Place the ghostly steps. Below the battered rails. . Invite those crazy strangers. Dressed in stranger clothes.
In dreams I appear and take her. Down a path she dares not wander. In a town beset by plunder. I shake her blood and bone. . In dreams she asks my guidance.