In your eyes I see your desperate and in hunger. Reclaim your future, your paths uncertain. See this child it's raised in hate and in anger. His eyes wide open, his rage so focused.
I feel a heavy burden. A million souls upon me weigh. Though I've felt uncertain. The more revealed, I've found my way. Am I a gift, am I a curse?. I'm one and all of God and Earth.
The time is close now, the end is near. My walk through the valley, trails of fear. I feel empty, my penance overdue. I guess it's too late now. To be with you.
I must believe that just a memory now. Was the only way to know. That all those you love. Are just ripped away. . And now we find the one to lead us. To a brand new day.
It don't make much sense. You and me we got everything. But you can't wrap your head around. Gettin' gone from where you've been. It ain't that hard. To see the hole I'm standin' in.
Looking back now, I probably should've let him run. . He smelled like gin with a hint of her. Up 'til then I wasn't sure. But he swaggered by and said "The boys said to tell you hey".
Small town, southern California. Pretty people but I gotta warn ya. They're country as it gets. Divorce everybody's cheatin'. Rehab everybody's drinkin'.
I'm putting on pearls. I'm putting on pumps. Gotta little lace apron on me. . Gonna make you stop. Gonna make you wanna watch me do the laundry. Gonna put some fun back in this ho hu-honey.
There's a bottle on the shelf, talkin' to me. Sayin', "Come over here, you can have a drink". We can make it through this lonely night together. . But that's a road I don't wanna go back down.
Friday night i'm getting ready. Call you up so come and get me. Got my jeans on tight i'm feeling sexy. Tonight....Tonight..... . CHORUS:. I wanna be the girl in your truck song.
As if through a web of obsidian silk. My sight returns as from a dream. A dream empty of thoughts and sounds and visions. And I remember it being one of the most beautiful places I had ever been.
I descend. I descend again. I closed my eyes and still these vistas rend. . The waning sun... it's light so thing. Sickly, these pale shafts press. At a gruesome fog, an entangling torpor.
And thus. . No headstone will mark our passing. No mourners shall pay tribute. No tithes to those who surrender to blackness. No offerings for those entombed in this barren land.
All will fall. All will sink. All will drown. All will fade with time. . I scan the horizon. Watching, waiting. To gaze upon the grey spine of the cathedral spire.
Time. . That humiliating arbitrary adjudicator. Your cruelty builds in an endless cycle of decrepitude. Skin slackens with each passing seconds. Flesh weakens and softens.
The spirit songs scream across wind-burned heaths. Flensing the rind of my very soul. Corrosive embrace comforts. In an inexorable miasma of dissolution.
Since the beginning of time, humans have killed each other because they disagree. The human is the only animal that actually kills for sport. The ability to kill is as innate as our ability to love.
into the darkest forrest they go. dressed in black. dressed in coats. women of evil lust. . unholy congregation. . at the darkest hour. their torches they light.
Beware of the scribes. Parading in robes. The heavier the sentence. They'll follow in droves. You claim you are He. The time is at hand. The Earth shakes my bones.