Vengeance

You came for us at birth with your proven techniques for molding model citizens, forced us into compartments where we didn't fit in. . Brought us with a full schedule of television and revised history classes that had us believing this is "just the way it is".

You Are An Experiment

The Hunger

A fire sparks inside after a drought was declared. ashes once dormant react and ignite. chain reaction follows, reaction follows. distraction on distraction, no tears will flow tonight.

The Intolerable Weight

Pressure to succeed, pressure. Pressure to succeed, depression. . Pressures to assimilate, pressure to conform. Pressures that begin at nine and never end at five.

The Day After

The skin hangs from bodies that tried to run from a blinding flash. The children have no mouths with which to speak, were they ever alive?. . An empty shell now stands where yesterday a hospital stood, medicating the sick with more sickness?.

The Ending Fight

This is the end of the last days of mourning. One more sad song will be sung. The only children of the lost generation. Are restless and angry and armed.

Incendiary

Pressure builds, ready to blow, flammable device. set to explode, ire stabbing, never fades. migraine fury, venemous rage, locked and loaded. soon the snap, lost sanity, no looking back.

Night Falls

Every last ounce of sympathy, every last bit of emotion. Saturated with this bitterness and situations, stacked end on end end on end. . And tonight there will be no resolve for those who lay awake clutching their children.

Revengeance

You came for us as children, while we slept. Robbed us of our youth, our innocence. Don't think that we've forgotten, don't think that we'll forget. You, you've got a number, you've got a name.

Confessions Of A Suicide Advocate

Eyes Of Madness

Like pawns on a chessboard, we are directed. shuffled, misplaced and used to build a barrier. between madmen and their enemies. in the eyes, in the eyes of madmen.

Beginning Of The End

Clutch our chests and gasp in disbelief. Squint our eyes to see, if we missed the fine print to small to read. Check our pulses to see if our hearts still beat.

Call To Arms

From hands that beat us senseless come offerings of apparent help. . From mouths that told judges lies come pleas of disarmament. . As we lay wounded in growing numbers with explosive fury.

Wake Me When Its Time To Dance

White Man

The Shadow Knows

Jimmy Bell

Blues Rags And Hollers

Não Pare Na Pista

Não pare na pista. É muito cêdo. Pra você se acostumar. Amor não desista. Se você pára. O carro pode te pegar. Bibi! Fonfon! Pepê!. Se você pára. O carro pode te pegar.

Rockixe

Vê se me entende, olha o meu sapato novo. Minha calça colorida o meu novo way of life. Eu tô tão lindo porém bem mais perigoso. Aprendi a ficar quieto e começar tudo de novo.