I cant make out any roads. when everythings just spinning round. round and round. quick stop and think above. those clouds. swim in the sea you believe cowards tranquility.
Here I am. Just a poor boys dream. My life's lost in trouble. You know what I mean. Knowing the gutter. There ain't no escape. Life has no offers just my body is raped.
Everyone with white teeth know the words to this one? (yeah). words to this one!. . Everyone with white teeth know the words to this one? (yeah). words to this one!.
Everything will not be made right. Everything will not be made right. . It's childish I know,. Pretend the world is listening. Ignore the sound for now.
Please forgive us children, yes we know exactly what we do.. We've been shitting where we sleep since we were young.. Dear god, it's me, King Blasphemy. I'm quickly nearing death..
OH MY GOD. What have we learned?. OH MY GOD. We're doomed from the start. . It's time to admit we're wrong and move on. Kick our habits, self improvement.
tonight ill lay here. the tides call my name but the land spares the depths of the sea. again youre waving. you swore you could swim but what now when your feet wont touch the ground.
"Hey man, heard you're a real clean shot!". (When I've got a couple drinks in me, and I've got a couple drinks in me!). "Hey man, heard you get the job done!".
You can't keep God off the radio. Don't let him in. You can't keep the Devil from the media. Don't let him in. There is always a salesman at the front door.
Beautiful day, you would hardly notice all the disease.. And we are all to become desperate, as desperation is grounds for remorse.. And suddenly everything else bows down in comparison..
We march to the beat of a different drummer. Duty, decree, and a sense of wonder. Enemies gathering on all sides. A single voice echoing deep inside. Destroying the fear.
Hey weary traveler, have you finally lost your way?. ch dream of turning back the clock to yesterday. what seemed so simple then has now faded away. And you'd often wonder why.
Build a fire and fan the flame. Sacrifice without a name. Offerings on the altar to the unknown god. . Multitudes of gods cover our landscapes and our lives.
Valor they instill to face certain death in conflict. Win the war through discipline. Trained to follow orders. Dilettantes of war, torn apart. . Send them all to be slaughtered, standard training set.
I feel the pressure, it boils in my veins. there will be no praying, for peace, no sacrifice. as I feel the burning, of hate, it's blinding me. I just live to, destroy, my mortal enemies.