Continuum Drift

Chosen Time

Her vision only told her. She'd have to hold on tight. Let the reigns in her hands show her. Where she'd have to ride. . Waiting for her chosen time. To steal the heart of her knight.

Church Breaks Down

No one ever knows how evolution goes. The earth is still a plate with emptiness of goals. No matter what you do a priest will suppress your knowledge.

Cornered

Looking for my purpose day by day. This madness around me drives me insane. You call yourself a friend, but I just feel the pain. I want my freedom back.before I snap.

Conquer

Why can't you see all the fury inside of me?. Why can't you see? Why can't you see it?. . Alone with my thoughts as my mind begins to ponder. I see what we are, and the way were..

Crimes Against Humanity

Expendable human beings. easily reproduced. take who you will and have your fill. implementations to choose. . Hanging, drowning. watch as they fight for air.

Crystal Castles

Premise to interlude. Wait till all bones pretrude. You're convexed, you're convert. There is a stain on your shirt. . Semi-sweet, semicide. The remorse you can't hide.

Connecticut

I'm sorry to hear, of a tragedy in Connecticut. An act of depravity, that should not have been. . May God bless the souls lost,. And comfort the ones not.

Cyanide

A prECious lIfe, a hOlLoW soul. iT dragS Me DoWn, NO MaTTeR whERe I Go. I FoRce MYself tO be cOmpletE. CAuse I DON't WannA bE FORgottEN. . but wHat's So preCiouS AboUT tHiS?.

Clear Cut

ThoUSaNd Voices tearing me doWn. THoUsAND vOIces tearinG me down. . a CLeAR CUt i'm NOT bEGGing For anOThER Day. A Clear cUT I'M NoT sEarcHIng FoR anOTHEr way.

Cruel Memories

Come on cruel memories. if they're dare, i'm not afraid. don't look at me, weak grace. it's not about a love story. . these bullets in my guns never lie.

Communicate The Storms

Evolution of weakness, an elegy for leaders. A mournful tone colours you, the shade of grey defines you. As a gentle caress I unfold the words of righteousness.

Cheek

I found the answer... open your hands.. Reach out, distance enough, and fair maiden in hand,. All in all, we ain't... But, we press on!. . I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each others happiness, not by each others misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!" - Charles Chaplin.

Coraline

Meet Coraline. Seems an average girl to the wise. Soft hair, innocent eyes. Perfect lips for perfect lies. . She tells them she's fine. How nice it must be.

Candle In Dark

I light a candle for those i have lost. I never tought it will happen so fast. . Sound of your laugh is still in my mind. Pitcture of you will never fade out.

Countless Skies

Countless times below me. Rivers rose and fell. Ageless stones eroding out. Across the endless swell. . Songs to pave the seasons. Wounds to follow birth.

Collide

I FEEL THE PRESENCE. COLD BREATH UPON MY SKIN. A TORTURED SOUL. THAT CRIES AND BEGS FOR ME. TO LET IT IN. . ITS IN THE SHADOWS. I CAN FEEL YOU IN MY BONES.

Cold

I wanna speak but can't describe. I wanna see through your disguise. Cause everytime you're near. You leave me COLD!!. . Pain!. At affliction. I'm gonna faint to pose you and your apathy.

Church Of Nothing

Nihilistic. Short fuse, burnt cross. Scepticism. Flows through my veins. No devotion. No bridge un-burnt. Devastation. A moral war. . Blind faith. Washed minds.

Consolation

What are these actions of mine?. What are the words of my tongue?. What are these thoughts of my mind?. What have I become?. . His kingdom doesn't reach these heights.