One murder coming on. Say I'm wrong for all I've done. Are you God to judge us all?. Prophet false with a jury hung. . Home, an empty shell of a living hell.
[Violent J:]. A black sand storm is approaching the metropolis. Sucking up sunlight it moves ontop of us. Beaches of black sand are littered with dead fish.
[Chorus:]. Backwards from point of destruction. The end is my introduction. Watch it unfold as I transcend. Transcends as I watch it unfold.. . Smash head first into on coming traffic.
Each platform, a conquest you're aiming for. Each step an honor worth killing for. Your stock will rise and not fall. If you sell them short and pull them off the wall.
Broken, why concede?. Broken, crumbling with grief. Broken, I don't believe you're broken. . You've given up, turned it in on yourself now. Not inward out but outward in.
Do you believe what some might say. Can't be could be reality. Let seven be the one for me, six chapters. Of life laced with mystery. . Awaiting discovery.
I saw you, you saw me, you hid your fangs so well. I should have known better but it is hard to tell. In beauty the evil waiting for possession. Deep inside reflections just a glimpse away.
Black heart, dead soul. Apathy and misery. Loss of control. Any of the above would describe me. . I hate being inhuman. All I do is fuck everything up.
[Spoken intro:]. They say drinking is a way to die, but at the end. Dying is a way to drink, that's why.... . I'll break or dance, let you decide.. Too much of foreign you bring on by..
It's a color that I can not show. When I could easier pose. But you probably knew that I was lost. . Did you think that I would right now. Show you things I have lost?.
Speaking by the name of Seti. The effigy speaks through. A mask made of human skin. Godless fallen soul impaled. A name must be upon you. Before we will let you in.
He is hater of the rotten earth. He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe. We drink from his poisoned water. He is lord of those who dwell bound in sickness.
Down. . Taking the first step. Has left you all dried up. The demon has slipped. And forced you under the gun. . I can't see the future. No one can stop this.
My approach to danger. Political sabotage for death in front of abortion clinics. The American pastime is murder at high schools. And pipe bombs at the Olympics.
The birch tree in winter. Leaning over the secret pool. Is Narcissus in love. With the slight white branches,. The slim trunk,. In the dark glass;. But,.