Look at me, my eyes are open wide. But in the light, I am blind. What do they expect of me?. I gave it all for one last time. The people need a hero not like me.
Civil Unrest - A bullshit detector. Civil Unrest - A hateful injection. Bridge:. They want us - Destroying ourselves. They want us - Trapped in the projects.
The world is slowly caving in. as my darkness grows within. These walls are sanctuary for me. I know that others would rather die. . They will not let me be alone.
Burning out the death. Across the USA. Collecting spines. On a killing spree. Seattle to Berlin. Spitting out remains. California demons. Evil from LA.
Far away in a distant land. Ten men, weapons close at hand. These men are at war for peace. Outnumbered they are up against all odds. But their spirit is undetered.
Four hundred years ago. Of something she was born. She looks all of nine. And in the violence her dress was torn. Little girl, what's your name?. She'll whisper to you pain.
And it feels right this time. On his crash course with the big time. Paid no mind to the distant thunder. Today filled his head with wonder... boy. . Says it feels right this time.
*Slit Me Eyes. Drag Me Through Hell. Face To The Death. Into The Dark. . Hold Me Right. I Need To Rise. Let Me Free. Into The Sky. Right Now.... . +Let Me End Your Suffer.
I could not look back,. you'd gone away from me. I felt my heart ache. I was afraid of following you. When I had looked at. the shadows on the wall. I started running into the night.
(lyrics: Varien). . Behind the wall of tears. You can't see the sunbeams. Your consciousness surrounded. by the reef of oblivion. Prayers, supplications are the only hope.
Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. . This is my last request. Will you forgive me for what I have done?. I've come to realise as the years passed me by.
A cold place fading into darkness. Descending into madness. What will be left when I am gone. A time when hope once there. Has gone, never to return. People cry out for a saviour.
[lyrics: Les]. . I'm one of them. My mouth have drained the cup of immortality. Cursed is living among fleeting generations. Damned is lasting in the calm of anonymous grave.
Until the night where everything changed. I was a young boy with dreams and aspirations. But after that night things would never be the same. A shadow hung over me and it would do until the day I died.
I wage a war inside my mind. Too late to take it back. I'm looking for the end. Controlled by pain inside. I battle with open visor. For this world in vain.
Stand for resurrection - I revive my tears. To feel the bolts of thunder - I fight to exist. Conceived to be rebellious - Persist in a war. Stridden on different path - I've got only scorn!.
Fuckin' fast and mean (x3). 66613. High on punk rock-n-roll (x2). Fuckin' fast and mean. 66613. 2, 3, GO!! (x2). Sick phuckin shit. High on punk rock-n-roll.
Let me in between. The vestige astounding as we think. The blast of carbon lasted. It fills the air. And shows me everything. All not stopping at the end.
Obsessions are speaking for directions. Collapse the knees. Candid corrections make a splended story. Waiting for everything's progression. Expecting so the bridges.
Found. Left was a needless contender extending. Comprehending. The balance to stand. Tall invested in cooperative landing contradiction in the flow. Drowning falling.