Do you ever think about tomorrow?. Do you ever think about yesterday?. Do you ever feel sorrow?. Over what you've let drift away?. Lie alone rotting....
Rise above, rise above. Steal away to hide your shame. Rise above, rise above. . Rise above your oppression. Above the one that hates you. Above the one that lies.
Cold wars...Genocide.... Slavery of Man. Third World poverty.... Multimillionaires. Mass starvation,. but don't be. alarmed. That. part of the. population.
You must never forget the essence of your spark. All of that which defies you is the essence of your blood. We're the Factory that's been removed. . We serve the machine house that broke.
You must never forget the essence of your spark. All of that which defies you is the essence of your blood. We're the Factory that's been removed. . We serve the machine house that broke.
Light gives birth to cold shadows. All our imaginations gone forever. Uninterrupted, the voice is in your head. The eyes are blind, you're controlled by fear.
"All That Remains" by Fear of God. Powerlines... steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky.. Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing, ground below.
And I found my soul,. when every feeling has been crushed by your world,. and you know, I'll find,. my purity inside is all that's mine. You make me feel what you feel,.
I have no use in waking. Sleep walking is all I do. I was no one to nobody. 'Til the day that I met you. . What good were all my dreams. But endless fantasy?.
A life in rigorism. A life conducted by ideals. That had become dusty ages ago. Hypocritical propriety and false morals. Self-obligated pain. Automasochism as an anchor.
Written & composed by Phil Wilde, Andy Janssens & Steven Tracey. . You can't imagine. How it's so true. That we all need somebody. Someone like you. .
Love and hate. Love and hate. Why should he wait for hours. While she is making up her mind. . Standing in the corridor. Fingers in my pockets. Waiting for the man to come.
Take the ghost train away from freedom. One minute you're there and the next you're not. The game's called surprise. . Guess the change has come. And the worst part about it is.
He's the man who's gonna do her right. Turn new pages. What can she see with the naked eye?. Nothing changes. . That if he could, he would have been so fine.
Anodized!. A breathing interface. Designed in phase to assimilate. A transfer of the mind. To maximize a servile life. Lacerate, eviscerate. My body to redefine.
In my eyes stagnation surrounds. Blood that life beaten and bound. An act of mercy, a scene of pain. There is no difference, it's all in your name. . This act of God.
He gave everything. His heart, his dreaming. She just spat it back at him. This time she's leaving. This time she's leaving. . She walks out and closes the door.
Walk through the ashes of man. Skin like fields on fire. Pain is only a weakness. Death is just an escape. . We are connected like tissue. Feed on the shame you've raised.
Yeah, yeah. Wrap yourself around me now. Hold me close. Just like a little girl. In her daddy's arms. . Hold me, hold me. She's got all those things that I need.
I welcome death with open arms. Her soft breath and simple charm. Wandering through memories. Takes my hand for me to see. . Tried so hard. Tried so hard.