[Tylor, Green]. . Feeding off the old lies of the new world. Casting off and spinning in a rage. Teeth bared for biting as the spring winds. Claw, crash and rattle in the cage.
[Green, Buckland, Taylor]. . As the night creeps up the stairs. Don't forget to say your prayers. All day long you didn't care, now say your prayers. Good night!.
[Taylor, Green, Buckland, Borsellega]. . Catch the twist. Severed wrist. Ride the crimson tide. . Strike the chime. Sing the rhyme. Dead men never lie.
(Taylor, Buckland, Green, Borsellega). . I saw the stars fall from the sky. Crashing all around. Feel the flame steal my eyes. Vaporize the ground. . Red lines flashing.
(Taylor, Green). . Plumes of smoke are rising from the city streets below. Stainless steel and candle wax cast a sickly glow. . Let us prey. . Death will stalk the streets tonight in leather faded grey.
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes, and stirs imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write.
[Green, Taylor, Buckland]. . I can see by the look in your eyes you. don't believe in me. But revealed just before you die. Trust in what you see. . Feel that you're paralyzed as you drain to white.
[Buckland, Green]. . Ruler of ruins, lord of the waste. The silent warrior falls. Leprous and rotted, liege of the dead. King of these crumbled walls.
[Buckland, Green]. . Blinded, crucified, left out here for dead. Rising rectified. The circuits glowing red. . Sanctus, sanctus. Dieu mundi. Vox exterminans we call for you.
[Kohn, Green, Buckland, Taylor]. . To the crack of bone, the whip of spine. I built my throne to drink my wine. From the skulls of enemies, their eyes stud my crown.
[Buckland, Green, Kohn]. . Voodoo child says, "the answer lies with the dead-. The blind will lead the blind-. And night will give the blind man sight".
[Green, Buckland]. . Evil mischievers, purveyors of sin. Metal messiahs damned to the end. . Vampiric prelates, cardinals of cain. Bones in your closet, your pestilent kin.
Half asleep I hear a voice. Is it only in my mind. Or is it someone calling me someone I failed and left behind. . To work it out I let them in. All the good guys and the bad guys that I've been.
Why are there so many songs about rainbows. And what's on the other side. Rainbows are visions, but only illusions. And rainbows have nothing to hide.
You and me against the world. Sometimes it feels like you and me against the world. When all the others turn their back and walk away. You can count on me to stay.
Sentimental fellow. Sometimes overmellow. Writing verses no one plans to do. I know I'm no Cole Porter. I'm noticeably shorter. Do I deserve to have someone like you.
If I knew the way I'd go back home. But the countryside has changed so much. I'd surely end up lost. Half remembering names and faces. So far in the past.
People looked right through me. When I was all alone. Never seemed to notice I was there at all. Always seemed to look the other way. . Winter days were colder.
What would they say. If we up and ran away. From the roaring crowds. And the worn out city faces. Would they carry on and on. When they found out we were gone.
We've only just begun. To live. White lace and promises. A kiss for luck and we're on our way. . Before the rising sun. We fly. So many roads to choose.