Vulture

I need a miracle to conquer this endeavor. The imagery of song to portray the routine of life. Maybe I'm neurotic or just wrong in general. Maybe I should concede and put out the fire.

This Is What She Calls Home

The Wicked Will Rot

When did this all start anyway?. We have all the time in the world to kill. So lets converse over my imperfections. You did it all the time even when I was standing next to you.

The Tide

As the sun died in the background of the autumn trees, the cries ceased. The wind blew across the cold and blistered ground. Her vivid leaves danced in the air only inches above the ground they slept upon.

The Introduction

The Dead Sea

And the olive trees, for the locust devoured them as well. You will not let me die. Why not. The trees and fields have been picked dry yet you keep me here for what.

The Change Came Suddenly

Can I spread frustration. Without speaking. Without parting my lips. Except to breath?. . I let my actions speak for me. Because my words collided with yours.

Surreal Atrocities

The damage has been done. Listen to the cries of turmoil. As the day continues to rain. You can hear the vocal violence. . Silence the crowd. Words fall short of sound.

You've Successfully Turned Blood Into Water

Your struggles with humanity are disgusting. And your morality is next to nothing. We all watched you tear her down. Everyone watched your ruin, town to town.

Prepare Yourself For What Is About To Come

Let me rip the throat of your still warm body. Cover my eyes with the blood of lying fool. A person you sought after innocence in my arms. A person you took advantage of.

Pious

A clustered mind is not a beneficial one. I am being chocked mentally. Thought flow through my head. Like a verbose raging river. . Tambling four word phrases.

You Call Me Son, I Call You Dead

Punishemnt and torture for so many years.. A father image should never be feared.. You're all my pain and hate.. You're all alone.. Im runnin you through..

The Jump Off

I will not live!. On my, fucking knees. for your manufactured beliefs. Your crutch, being insecurities. . My life. Wont end with my, soul to keep. I'll be, buried alone six feet deep.

Pain & Panic

Tonight you are going to suffer. And I will be the last glimpse of anything you see. Is pain real? Do you believe in pain?. . I want to walk away but I sit and watch you.

The Alphabet Never Really Made Sense To Me

They said ignorance is bliss. But this heart is shaped like a fist. And will fight till the day I die. For morals you love to hate. Ignorance born inflate.

Overwhelming

Now we are here, we are closer to absolute control. More than ever before. My growing desire to conquer the world. Increases over night. . This surge of poetic tyranny.

Our Second Home

He knew that she would leave the light on for him. Suppose that it was possible that she forgot this night. Only the crescent moon dragged its way across the dirt path he walked on.

Taking Back The Night Life

Fuck the scene, gimme the green. We don't give a fuck about your words. We're still here running your mouths. Don't hate us, because you ain't us. . I'm still alive, after every threat.

Nevermore Will They Have An Understanding...

Do you know the glorious?. Do you know they breathe and live?. The strict attention that they give. Toward their competition is comparable. To any dominant country that exists today.

S.o.s.e

Through the years karma served you right. Making life for you an endless fight. Leaving me behind to be the man I had to be. And if hell is the place we meet again.