Destined!. This is - predetermined, if you follow, through!. Follow through every byway follow fate on your journey. River deep mountain high. Through daylight and darkest nights.
Now, with your eyes adjusted to the dim light in the club. You perceive the bar, get a drink, check the merch, hope the sound guy will speed up. . verse:.
So this is it, my time to live.. I can't sit around and let my life pass by.. Take a chance, this may be your last shot. and don't think about your wasted past..
I gaze the beauty with sinful eyes. I dream of the fallen embrace. Rest before me, whisper my name. And I'll break the spine of your love. Squalor brings the insects.
Between my love, and my heart lies a weeping willow. Shading the. secret of our yearning. This perfect place is ours. But the. sunrise is mine. It will always remind me of our passion. Gaze.
Drowning in desperation. Wide eyes, burning red. Taken by disconnected lust. Feed, choke, despise. They prey upon us. Our death of self-restraint. Maggots inhaling praise.
Old cruel road. It never ends. Tearing down. Every defense. . It leaves me. Worthless. Wandering. I've lost my way so many times. From first breath. To final rest.
Oh shit, is it my go?. I'll just let everyone spit when I lie low. Then strike when the time feels right. Self instructed, fuck your advice. I don't want much but a slut for a wife.
Living in a constant dream of a place you've never seen. Preaching all those feeble lies of a life in paradise. Your faith is just insanity to scared to face reality.
Twisting through contorted limb. Sober now from distant whim. Batten down the hatches. The storm approaches, the thunder crashes. It cannot wait. It must be now.
When I'm spittin' on grime, I bring it to life. I roll like a menace at night, the venomous type. I'm back with the venom inside. The Devlin guy, the fella that was fed up of life.
When I was young, I knew this kid. And his life was always madness. His mum was on them crack rocks. When he was young, his Dad left. Kids would call him 'have-not'.
Death is callous, strange and sudden. A pious, indignant, drooling glutton. Whose hands are soft, warm, inviting. Whose desperate advances seem useless fighting.
We were born to live, in a desperate time. Where it seems the death of dreams, is the end of life. . But we have only one life to live, just one opportunity.
Hateful I'm slashing, the head is removed. Removing the head of the corpse. The throat down the hard chest the trunk is torn. Tearing the trunk of the corpse.
In the dim light of a vacant heart. See the vacant all descending to a left-hand path. Where the dead reign in the Godless dark. Every martyr flying blind into the hands of wrath.
I, I see the weight of hollow death residing in you. Take now your final breath. Exhale the truth. I see the fear of nothing left. Dead fragments of youth.
Hail victim, raise your voice and curse this mortal chain. Lay down your tired albatross. Let Heaven hear your strain. This unrelenting plaque unbound, your agonizing toll.
We will trample on our children til this ground is flooded red!. No boundary for depravity,. No silence for the dead.. Now wait for the light that you fled!.
If you see me losing ground. Don't be afraid to lie. I know the pain inside my heart. Can't break the fear inside of yours. And if you see me losing faith in what it means to die.