City Of Pain

Broken dreams shattered lives. lonliness suicide. Concrete walls enemies. hatred breeds your disease. Gave me a number and took away my name. dying (dying) dying in the city of pain.

Life In The Sky

Coming from afar and heading for the sun. I think of us when we were molecules. Sleeping in the dark and like a loaded gun. Waiting for reactions to occur.

Lenslife

I'm running down the stairs. I'm running down the stairs. I'm running down the stairs. To catch it, trap it in a lens, oh, don't let it get away. . I'm running down the stairs.

Landlocked

I gotta listen to the echo. Cause it seems like there's someone. Someone listening. I gotta pay a close attention,. To what's out there in the distance.

Grey And Gold

Feel the gray and gold. And they run marvel sky. You have enough ?. It goes on for miles. . My, oh, my, the stars. It transcends my silver line. Like spider webs.

Berkeley Heathen Scum

Well Berkeley;s full of heathen scum. I should know I am one. I'm a drunken junkie bum. Then there's those Berkely bitches. Think they'll go from rags to riches.

Feathers

Take the time to count the cracks and lines in the four walls. The cell that follows you wherever you go and the black swans. Now the only chance is here and the motorway looks clear.

An Invitation

In the corner I see you there. Wired to an electric chair. I run over and jump in your lap. They throw the switch and everything turns black. I invite you to my suicide.

American Dream

Llego y arraso, ah, abridme paso buitres,. aqu no hay censura, no podis decirme. lo que debo hacer, decir o qu hay que comer, jajaja.. Esto no es Brooklyn, tios,.

America's Most Hated

[Talking:] Waitress, can I have another drink please?. I'd like to formally introduce my self .. . Im the talk of the town. Thats the reason why they stare.

Dig

Look how it grows deep within us. Like precious little stones in the depths. Fingers and palms in the mud dig deeper. . The pocketless thieves coming closer.

Deconstruction

I found some mantle like specimens we had to explain what we found. But the wasteland, the possibility is. Playing tricks in my mind. So I look away, I look away sometimes.

Cell Song

We've got minds behind our eyes. Looking out at ourselves. Things that grow. Out of the ground. Must one need. Believe in me. . each little cog. sticks to the next.

A Flood

Let it come to pieces, let it die,. Let it fall, A flood will come here anyway.. Just put off decisions if you most,. As the lips, flicker back to life again..

Weaver's Answer

Weaver of life, let me look and see. The pattern of my life gone by,. Shown on your tapestry.. Just for one second, one glance upon your loom. The flower of my childhood could appear within this room.

A Distance

You move in waves, there is a distance when you speak. I read the signs, try to decipher the emotions. And look at lines like reading numbers on a screen.

Wise 'ol Man (instrumental)

Wise 'ol Man

The Screams Of Passion

Whoa no, whoa yeah. (Woo, oh). Whoa no, whoa no, yeah yeah, yeah yeah. . There's a gentle autumn breeze that blows. Whenever we be lyin', lyin' in my bed.

Reunited

will there b a reunion, Armageddon coming, resurrecting these mummies. if you're da best then im a zombie. yeah, da best to never do it bitch. cause in my mind, i run my own shit.