(There's no silence in the air). . We are wrong to try and overthink this life. We're selfish to trust a ghost, even trust ourselves. There's nothing but start and end.
We're coming back,. Coming back together, it seems. But that was the flame inside of me. "You've got to let it pass," they said. Well let me ask you this.
I'll leave it all behind, just leave it all behind. There's nothing left on my mind. And my eyes are open but I'm too lost to see. I need oxygen but I'm too scared to breathe.
(Worn as a crown, this broken halo. Come down to meet your children). . Continue to just keep the mask on. Before you keep your own word. I'd spend my life on my knees.
So goddamn long, we've been searching. Why has it taken so long. An open mind is a weapon. Loaded and keeping it strong. . The answer might be a question.
Undone dreams. Where can I obtain them?. Keep your vengeance defined. And trust inspired. To reach or die. . Bring me. A follower with taste of the Earth.
It's not a disease. A weapon of war. It's not a disease. Let's even the score. . This game's a race. . A race to the death. This game's a race. There'll be nothing left.
Aggrandize their strength. Focalize on their might. Mobilize troops of race. A war in the street formalized. Weapons support wasteful efforts. Deceptions appear in their eyes.
Your antidote for sickness. Is the source of my cure. In a different form of course. With more pleasure. I am sure. . They help me deal with the pain.
Where are all my friends now. Acquaintances have come and gone. Past along the road of life. Familiar scenes and photographs. Stand tall. Forget. Stand tall.
In the tunnel of damnation. I wait for the subway to hell. Total relentless aggravation. No one will tell. . [Chorus:]. Visions of death. Pass through your eye.
We think we're men of steel. We're angry and we're fueled. Commanding, they retreat. Prisoners of the war. Captured fallen peace. Will they find the door.
Kill your father. Kill your friend. Kill your neighbor. When will it end. . Join the army, navy. Airforce, marines. Follow the battalion. Suicidal dreams.
Ripped, ripped apart. torn, torn to shreds. Reformation is terror. Re-arrange the exterior. . Exuviae the body. When will we begin. Searching for the unholy cure.
Evil congregation born within my death. Devil seeks my soul tries to steal my breath. Fits of anger cry out as I spill my guts. Vomit fills the air as the coffin shuts.
Alcohol infested lives. In the night they seem to fly. Never ending road to death. Neveer near the home stretch. Lack of guidance, sudden trust. Will they soon forget the loss.
Money from the genius mind. Who help create the master plan. Rulers underground beneath the surface. Slowly wakening. . Futuristic weapons just created.
Put to the battlefield. With gun in hand. Following orders. Every demand. . [Chorus:]. . Murder, rape, pilage and burn. And kill, destroy we learn. . We fight for your country.
In the turbulent Sixties. One was free to make a choice. If he chose to use dope. He could shout and raise his voice. As the eighties took its toll. Everyone was soon to know.
He's the leader of the land. He just fronts the Manson clan. Power over all death and sin. Storm the ill. . He just does this. Can't you see. Leads the weak in my affairs.