the searchlights have stopped,. that means the helicopters. have stopped searching for me.. . i finally got to see the sky. (got to see the sky) x3. .
Set it off. . I see through bitter eyes. And the fact still remains. I read between your lies. You got beat at your own game. Take a trip with me. For soon I will sin.
Pressure cooker about to explode. The ignorant ones are listenin' to fools. Radical factions add fuel to the fire. To satisfy their hateful desire. . We as the innocent suffer the most.
A birth that came from more than sound. Now rages on from town to town. A giant grows more every day. And now the maniac is here to stay. . A feeling you can't kill.
A supernatural visitation of the highest order. Reanimation of the flame once blazing. Somewhere along the way we lost the spark of passion to replacement.
Inside of aeons from chaotic spires. A shell of frozen time. Where beats the silent ocean. Of shadows turned sublime. Forces of inspiring luminescence.
I come to you from another time. With a message that everyone must die. At the hand of undead squids from space. They'll crush your skull and smash your face.
For many a-year we have travelled the seas. Singing songs about pirates and all their misdeeds!. Stories of treasure and great undead foes. Just a day in the life of a man that I know.
It's 3 years to the very day. Since a pirate captain said to me. Hey lad come join our crew. Adventure and glory waits for you!. . I took his words as gold.
Compelled to eternal hate, censure of the mob, submit to them. Pressured from the outside, prevailing herd mentality, fearing deviation. Traumatized, retreat and submit, habitual failure, they no longer attempt.
Thirteen years I was locked away,. A life thrown under the wheel.. As each day passed, I never looked back,. Just a beat down body with a mind intact.
In your mind. Nothing but fear. You can't face life. Or believe death's near. . A vision of life. On television screens. An existence created. From empty dreams.
Searching, Wandering. Looking for the perfect specimen. Still pure, immature. Acknowledged sickness concealed, swaggering. Unseen, stalking. Ascertain the prey.
I hate you mother fuckers. I hate you mother fuckers. I hate you mother fuckers. I hate you mother fuckers. You can't fucking breathe because. Your heart is in my hands.
Unweaving strands of failure. Propagating the obscene. Intentions gone asunder. Tearing down the human facade. (I will give life) Relentless pursuit of action.
Your legs are sweet and they look like ivory. I can smell them and taste them at the same time. My mouth waters with anticipation. We're together and I'm alive.
The sheep - tonight they weep. Fear - for the feeding. Gasp - clutched in groups. No they don't. . No they don't hope. The sheep - tonight they weep. Fear - for the feeding.
walk with me my monster- but close those crusty eyes. the sounds i make may be abrasive- but youll be all right. turn off all your senses and pretend youre home.