Your decay. Rape me, take me, end me. . This is fault in the system of your own decay. You human waste. Lure this pain. Awake this rain. . Rape me. Take me.
The ability to see makes me wonder. Whether there is a hole in the ground. Or in my mind. Like the hole inside my heart. . It swallows anything which comes close.
I remember the time when I was a little child. My father wouldn't call or visit. He denied the fact that I even existed. He can't deny the fact that I'm grown up strong and artistic.
A Few Years Later. . Hey, human child. Take a little time for me. I want to show you something. Don't be afraid. Open the gate. Don't be afraid. . Take a look into my world.
Excuse me Mr. Coban, I just want a chance to speak. I don't mean to annoy you, bother you, or disturb you while you sleep. I admire you what you did, cause you wrote music from your heart.
Everything you did to me. Burning and turning my words. I will not tolerate this anymore. I want out from this hell right now. You gotta run away from me.
Welcome to my wonderful world of pain and agony. Let me introduce myself, my name is Tragedy. The kind that sneaks into your bedroom, late at night. The kind that makes an airplane crash, while it's in flight.
You pushed the button. We heard your call. Again and again. What is wrong with you. My love?. . Too much to do - too much to take. Too fast to stay - much more to get.
End this. Take my life away. Defeat me, with my lust. Darkest lie is just for you. Infest me, with your hate. Slap me in my face, slash me. With the whip of hate.
i am exiled. i am exiled. i am exiled. from this world. . i am exiled. i am exiled. i am exiled. from this world. . I cannot live without you, take my heart and bleed for me.
Feel the routine of your heart. Feel the routine of your lungs. Feel the routine of your steps. Feel the routine of your moves. Feel the routine of your dance.
I. am the fear. I. am the devil inside of you. . Anything you take away. I will burn. Anything you keep with you. I will burn. Anything you want from me.
see the anger in my hands. see me throw it far away. things will be changed. the work has just begun. see the people in this world. see the destruct and disease.
I'm alone, in this little death that some may call life. So confused, tattered, torn apart. . Still waiting to be lifted from this prison of my flesh.
Working on a machine in this building. Do you know what I mean. The walls are grey so are the thoughts. They all obey. . Living in this state. Is like hell fear dominates.
Clean up your understandings. And open your gate. Do it now or it could be too late. 'cause the world you live in. Is bigger than you. Choose one of these doors.
Dies ist mehr, mehr als ein wort. Ein wort ist mehr als buchstaben. Dies ist mehr, mehr als musik. Musik ist mehr als ihre tne. . Dies ist mehr, mehr als ein bild.
(Mike E. Clark). Another year as time goes by. Nuthin changes I don't know why. Everybody's always lookin but they can't take. Everybody's always makin the same mistake.
Oh shit. It begins right where it ends. Here it goes. . The PDM is coming we got to take our places. Now everybodies gotta back away to see their faces.
I - W - A - NN - A. F - U - C - Hey!. F - U - C - Hey!. . I - W - A - NN - A. F - U - C - Hey!. F - U - C - Hey!. Go!. . Oh, when I think about you. Gettin' down like.