Written & composed by Phil Wilde, Kate Ryan & Steven Tracey. . The first time I saw you I still remember when you passed me by. Love at first sight that day in September when I was so shy.
The conscious man is dead. And I buried him. Beneath this scarred tissue. Armored skeleton. . The machine is now alive. Desensitized with open eyes. Powered by an angry mind.
Written & composed by Phil Wilde & Kate Ryan. . Visions about you bring tears to my eyes. All that surrounds you were secrets and lies. You were my strength you were my dream.
No gods, no kings only man. . They are not one of us. They are not one of us. They are not one of us. They are not one of us. . Disconnected and unwanted.
Don't you come knocking upon my door. unless you got something. worth saying. I'm tired of the babble. that ship's already traveled. it aint nothing that I havent heard before.
I'm a revelation of your future and past. A manufactured descendant. A destined outcast. Man created me in mirror imagery. Man created me for the industry.
When I get home and the day is all done. I really dont have much to say. I want to get cooking with the way that youre looking. Wont you come outside and play.
Out to Get Me. Powley December 2012. . Vision be true. guide me far away from here for good. got me one last ounce of energy. got this second wind to push me through.
Here are the thrillseekers. Here are the thrillseekers. . New breed. New breed. . We are immune to life itself. Cold rules of reality. We are immune to life itself.
Doctors call me crazy. I don't mind. Just no good and lazy. I don't mind. . Don't pour me no glass of red. drink it from the bottle. sip my whiskey from the still.
Hey man did you see that girl I'm so impressed. with the style of her hair and the cut of that dress. with the people she greets and the ones at her feet.
How can you accept social suppresion?. This weak state of mind in our time. I demand release from hypocrisy. I'd rather die than be held down, forced down.
Breaking out this stifled room jail cell, a steel tomb. To see the light my mere existence. God's kill in sight confined in madness. . Jurors hate criminal minds, they're making dates for killing time.
Fall in denial of. I break I give into myself. Control, I break. I cannot be saved again. Before you take all that was to be mine. Give in because everything you taught will become.
I lied. Right to your face. And I'll burn. Eternally in flames. In flames. In flames. In flames. . Instinct. Has failed me now. Enslaved. By my deceit.
Your Life no longer has any value. Let them tell you what your own life is worth. There is no compassion as life fades away. This self deliverance the choice you have made.
Hate, war and terror, murder, disaster. Rape, drugs and violence, lost in our failure. Fear is suffering, intimidate to obey. Fear is control, suffering is hell.
Youve got so many tricks up your sleeve. A sneaky little swivel and Im wrapped around your feet. A taste so sweet the type to do you right in. And Ill call you in the morning and Im back here again.
So withdrawn and feeling numb.. Watching life come all undone.. Growng fear, a human grace.. A drowning mind in a dark embrace.. . I am down on my knees.