Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to endless night. So pale and lifeless. What you're doing to me. . I'm doing to myself. I close the iris to the sun.
Let me out here, burning int his hell. My casket breathes a stench of burning flesh. Incinerating pain, left to scorching domain. My body is too far gone, to the hell of where it belongs.
Maggots eating rotten flesh. Chomping through a fucking mess. Eyes white and glazed. Bodies rise from their graves. Skin falling to the ground. In a decomposing mound.
Mercenary men, knock you dead. Killing for a living, is what is said. Disposing of people, blood money pays. Gruesome executions, are used this waty. Gruesome tasks.
Cruelty has a human heart. Jealousy a human face. Terror the human form divine. Secrcecy the human dress. I won't rest, I just can't. Unless you caress.
A plague, shall fall on the weak. As he arises from this pit. To believe. This world from the filth. Once made by God, now laid to rest. . Finally the time has arrived.
To believe is to deceive. Down on knees you're choked on memories. Turned into lies of pure demise. Below to lay far beyond the day. . A wretched fate.
New skies will find us. It seems the worst is behind us. Clouds once filled with rain now separate, and start to make way. Gone is the gray. The end of the thunder.
Wrestling the days since the staff crept away,. Sorta sleeping awake and just waiting, waiting,. I'm just going to wait 'til they say it's okay to ring that bell again..
Holding court at club meds. Swore you'd never be, never be, never be, holding back again. The world of make believe, make believe, make believe's so much better than friends.
All the everything pulled me inside. Like a house in a land-slide, or a TV glow. There in the thick of it, as I reeled in the light,. I was drowned in the happenstance that all this information would leave me.
The disengagement of the bubble is hypnotizing.. Some say below the doughy crust the beast is rising.. We like to talk about the past. We like to talk about the past.
What did you think I would do at this moment. When you're standing before me. With tears in your eyes. Trying to tell me that you have found you another.
There is a serpent in every Eden. Slick as grease and cold as ice. There is a lie in every meaning. Rest assured to fool you twice. . In this age of utter madness.
Two figures ride towards the sunset.. Searching for truth, only one shall return.. Bring it down, tonight.. Reprisal for our loss.. We are the nightmare, the chosen silence..
I remember, the kiss of shame.. The hopeless greed that once united. Our paths from earth to the wretched night.. Now we are closer to hell than to wholeness..
So, the sight has finally left us. With dreams of the failing light.. Born again, beneath ashen cloud. And the restless lies betrothed,. I curse this winter..
Your lowering breath reeks of penance,. With blinded eyes and severed tongue.. Your foulest words greet the knowledge,. With Denial's only son.. . We are the ones who've chosen silence,.
Searching, for the truth, dismissing, dismissing these lies of my youth.. It's time, to get 'em back, this ways ain't working and that's a fact.. This world, has lost its way, lost its mind- in disarray..