Your Dysphoria Is Another Reason Why I'm On This Side Of The Bed

You can always see through to me, but when I look back I am lost.. Do you remember those times when we said one thing and meant another?. How much longer can you hide behind that one-way mirror?.

Your Pain

All having the urge. Flesh too weak to resist. Temptations engraving. Scarves for life. . Enforced by. By innate lust. Once scarred. Forever lost. . Final relieve.

Your Final Swansong

Whisper slowly, words retrieved The more you suffer the more I grieve No. cure to ease your pain Forgive me I feel ashamed I'm keeping my promise. It will be over soon Gently, softly, you won't feel a thing This is.

Your Song

I'm far away from home. I've traveled the world. From town to town. And even when I feel alone. Every stage feels like I'm coming home. . A tribute to the faithful.

Your And My Dead Stars

I suffer under your and my dead stars. everything I'd give you, all behind my eyes. just call my name and I'll be with you. I call your name and there's not much.

Youngblood

you're close to me, close as the end. I love the past, I must not forget it. I do remember "Dialogue", "Sunrise". and searching for Liebenfels. . bloodyoungblood.

You Remain

"das was wir lieben mssen wir lassen, nur das Leid ist lang". you have my words, you know my thoughts. you have it all, all for you. blackness all around, your hand took mine.

Your Blood

Innocent deformed child. Concepted by my lies. Born by my isolation. Its suffering is my creation. . Piece of me I love its embrace. But I'll never know its face.

You Will Move

Maybe I should just kill you now. When we turn our backs on our consciousness. We put more than ourselves at risk. I could kill you, I could burn your eyes and hop the next train.

Your Hours

Year Of The Cadaver Race

A black and white moving cloud of wings in the sky. A flock of vultures approach while blotting out the sun. Their shrieks are deafening. To the human ears.

You Deserve Nothing And I Hope You Get Less

Oh!. . So where's the one. You've been speaking of?. Is he hiding somewhere?. Or just inside your head?. . You built this prison by yourself. I can see.

You Should Be Ashamed Of Myself

Welcome to the end of the night. Where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty jokes. Stop me if you've heard this one. The ransom's over, where's my cut, cut, cut, cut?.

You Know Who's Seatbelt

The signal flares, will light the way. To the scene of the accident where we'll dance. Like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth. Such a sick celebration.

Your Enemy

I have seen da cost of your lies. I have seen your wars and their crimes. I have seen your sweat genocides. Don't you feel da shame of your kind. . I cannot understand all da pain we have done.

You Can't Save Me

[Couplet 1:]. I don't care what you think of me. Different I like to be. So don't try to change my way. You can't save me. . [Couplet 2:]. I don't tell you how to be.

You Can't Love This

A four part fictional melodrama, exploring the degradation of trust, the emotional death of love, the contemplation of suicide, and. the outlet of anger, to save one's soul. Although the piece is structured from a man's point of view, its theme applies to both sexes..

Your Time Has Come

One fell asleep in the street and he never woke up. One died in pieces in his bed with a head full of gold. One who threatened me long ago. I saw him.

Y

Indisposed your worse thoughts your nightmares upon you. There's nothing I can do but take it all from you. We must stop this epidemic. . It's not a glossary of the embalming process.

You Just Got To Live

As I'm sitting out here basking looking up into the sky. Well, I'm amazed. . How it all just hangs together I watch the clouds slowly float fly. Well, ain't it great.