I return to soil. Accept what has been given to me. Many suns and moons have given me time. I am at one with the light. I will stand among the earths spirits.
Without worth and without meaning has what I have felt. Nothing to no one. I am a design flaw to the natural order of life. I am the dirt. I am the cancer walking through your soul.
It's pulling apart at the seams. The openness of the sky. The nakedness of the trees. It is the reality I can not face with eyes open. Drenched in this chemical.
This is the testimony exhumed from my being. She is the world. Feeling the soles of my feet lift in your presence. and my heart skipping not one but two beats when we kissed. My faade crumbles endearing pieces into an ocean.
As it Happened in the Past. The Supreme White Aryan Blast. Our Pride awaits us now. Give a White Man King to Bow. . Stand Together you are not Forsaken.
the cameras on. cut all the lights, and kill the sound.. . ive held my tongue too many times before.. . right here and now.. theres only one thing left to do..
As we descend.. for what awaits us we have no clue.. Or if we'll stand on our own two feet again.. If this song should be my last, I'll make it true..
just let the cold air cool you.. let your feelings turn to waste.. . lets clear our minds.. collect your thoughts and open your eyes.. . let me expose you wipe your damages away.
I'll tell you a story, if you promise you'll [listen]. in a few hours i've seen you lose faith in [everyone] loses so tragic there seems to be no way place hope in nothing and blame me for your problems.
Let me expose you.. Wipe your damages away.. Let's smooth this plaster.. Try our best to leave this place.. We tried, we tried.. Our best to leave this place..
Hold on for one more morning.. Hold on for one more spring.. Hold on for drunken nights or what it is that keeps you breathing. Somehow we've lost this compass,.
as we descend. as for what awaits us we have no clue. or if we'll stand on our own two feet again. . if this song should be my last. then ill make it true. ill make it stronger, a timeless tune..
We sail along.. And on,. and on,. and on.. . Where have we been?. It's in between,. The subtle things and what we mean.. What we mean.. And we say just what we mean..
The Night surrounds and closes inside.... The woods' silence cries in my mind. And a little light appears on the long dark road.... . Black trees around-standing like heroes.
I remember the Night. That sight's still inside. On old men's streets. Ghosts of never beens. . Voices of the Violin. Cried for many Nights. Flames of the mind.
I'm hunting a nightmare. on the road to the old. castle of my calm, of my dreams. my new home. the moon lights my way. and shows the dark windows nearly.