Kiss or kill at fallen will. Her dark embrace of sorrow spills. Heed the heart at bent knee. Screams farewell from deep beneath. Hate and hide through outside eyes.
Unleashed - he will unleash with brutal backlash. That holds my bane and beauty. I'll grant him vengeance to render them powerless. Punish me bitter battle of bottled beasts.
Carve the eyes out of our heads and slash our tongues if we scream. Throw the noose around the necks of the kin who sew and seek. For we are distant and too far fetched from the themes of unrest.
Callousness is like shattered glass. And like shattered dreams on the floor. Dpression sets in to devour all hope. And makes you scream for more. Where did you go wrong.
Now the buildings go. Back to where they came from. By natural overthrow. Trees and stone are eternal. . Empires come and go. Now we have a better view of the mountains.
Focus on dead color. New found glory made blasphemy. Force fed till we're blue in the face. Father in vain. Keep watchful eye on we The "young and useless".
Defiant thought crossed through demons. Converge in fierce gesture recollection forged to fit. And walk among the ravenous. Dragging feet to cover tracks.
Today is the day the Earth stood still. We looked into the sky and saw a light headed straight for the horizon. That's when we looked to eachother as if we knew that the time was right when we left our homes.
Disengage - silence breaks the desperation. Loneliness fueled enclosed in solitude. Push the void buckle under its preciousness. The sting of dejection nestled in conformity.
Here in somber. A pale face of teenage waste. Shuns the young. And buries the exile six feet deep. . Freewill finds fury. In ridicule. And instability.
Conceal or reveal, curiosity kills again. Conversation stained and twisted. I'm left suspended. Held so high, hands bound so tight. Impale me and bleed me bare.
It's the end. Of our beginning. I've forgotten. Who you really are. I've forgotten. Who I really am. I haven't got time. For what you feel. No I haven't got time.
Come close to the unfamiliar warmth. Coy gesture. To paralyze. . Beloved. Covetous. Stuns the brute with uninvited praise. . The troubled times. The tear aways.
It's what she meant with open ends. The scaled cracks our numbered and counting down. There is no contact - so shrive away. She cannot save it from herself.
You were young and you read stories. About desperate lives and broken hearts. Deep passions, clueless frustrations. Rebel sons and hell breaking loose.
[ Music:Vasce - Words:Vasce ]. . I remember when we were still together. Had the world in the hands.. Nobody could share us we lived as just one thing.
God! hear me as I am screaming out my rage. Father! guide my hands through the battle fields. My sons follow me now is the time to fight. I'll show you a way stained of blood to the glory.
We thought that life would last forever. That we had would never fall.... But I feel lonely now, in these days. I realize that you have gone.... . [BRIDGE].