Smothered. . Smothered, you suffocate. Choke on me. Confused you isolate. All your intentions. No vaccination. . Gardens that burn from fires. Evacuate the Angels.
Rats. . Rats in the prison. Sentenced to obey. Broken by the slaves. Masquerading beyond the lights. . I am constantly in wonder. What kind of an animal can live in this filth.
The other side. Take it to the low. . So he can see. The man in disguise. So he can see. The big surprise. . So he knows he's got to find. Gotta find some peace of mind.
The sad news came today. That you gave up, you quit, you're walking away. And you can't find the right words to say. That you are a part of a ship that's sinking.
You're staring out to space. Alone in your favorite restaurant. But the stool next to you is vacant. . You're standing on the edge. You looking down on everyone.
I will find this true place I belong. These tricks these traits that seem to lead to oh so wrong. I seem to find where I have been so blind. Clear these dusty eyes so I can be so kind.
Your beauty forced a change in me. Vivid and pure, it will always be haunting me. Burnt out by the temptress of old. Reborn, you're constantly challenging me.
Burn away the best part of everything. And strip away all that I am, I dispose of the man. We won't make it so why should we stop it?. . I wake up again in someone else's skin.
I stocked up on the ropes and the chains. Can we keep thinks together now?. My mind is a broken shell and the last pieces. Are covering the bathroom, which way to the door?.
Paralyzed between these metal walls. And how I wish I had something more than this. Is this success?. . 'Cause when I'm home it's just another day. A piece of the furniture with nothing to say.
There's a machine in my head, there's a grinding in my brain. The best part is that it turns you on. The grinding penetrates under the sheets my dear.
I love how they used to say. It's all in your head. You're a paranoid picture, you're a photograph. . Exposed by the light. When you step outside. Burnt by the sun that's in your eyes.
When the wind filled your sails. Sent you out to sea. The remaining memories of home. Left on the shores of your land. If the tears of the dying. You were shedding in vain.
Choking on nails as the spike is hammered in. Pine boxes pile up we're sick from the stench. Exploding on contact is our fat skin. Choking on nails. .
I feel the pain blessed is the touch on my face. I can see what you want me to see. This velvet jail has bound me. and now surrounds me. I feel your temptation.
We're all waiting for a sign. Show me a way which is divine. We're following paths where the blind leads the blind. If this world has fallen behind. Do we blame it on mankind?.
When you finally become a mute. While a sad song plays. You lie helpless and lost. Infected by the truth. . That was fabricated by you. Your image shattered.
The lady is waiting. She sits and she stares. She'll only wake when she's called by my command. Her hands are of mercy. Her heart's filled with pride.
Your make up is smeared down your face. From all the tears you cried as you left me. Now waking up alone is harder then you ever believed. Now your back again You did just damage us.
There is fire in my veins. To return to my home land. Where the twilight dances. Through the skies at night. Hear the call. Through my transient dreams of home wishing for a quick return.