We pray to the man made god. Our identity all but lost. Ever searching to find yourself. Through this maelstrom of corporate hell. The bending sea attacks the weak.
What is the sound that a froggy makes?. What is the sound that a piggy makes?. What is the sound that a monkey makes?. What is the sound that an elephant makes?.
One fell asleep in the street and he never woke up. One died in pieces in his bed with a head full of gold. One who threatened me long ago. I saw him.
[Comprix / Owens]. . Can you tell me what this thing is. That you've written about me. That causes people so much pain. Why do you do this. . [Chorus:].
Why am I trapped in these things I feel?. An existence so surreal. These fabricated walls that hold me inside. Unjustly charged with my greatest fears.
[Comprix / Owens]. . Can you help me, I'm drowning slowly. This world that I see, It's not the same. . I look around me, and I see pain. Do I feel sorry, the answer, no I don't.
I, I reflect the light. I'm that goddamn noose so warm and tight. And I'm buried in a gallery of failures. . Oh I'm the fluid in your veins. I'm the black star in your blood red sky.
Why now am I smitten?. My wings melted off by the sun. Amidst a retina divided to fractions. All fragments victims of apprehension. . Benighted by infinite failures.
[Owens]. . I hope you have belief in me my brother. What I believe is like no other. I want to live for you, not just for me. The music is the thing that sets me free.
Arise, arise and face the day head on. These shattered wings still trying to heal, heal. So I slip into another skin, erasing forward progression. And stumbling across these boundaries again.
(Comprix / Owens). . What have you done to this place. You are destroying our race. They think it's time you leave. And time that something's done. . Can you tell them that you are the one.
So I travel on this road of emptiness another day. When I hold these dust cloud dreams an instant 'fore they're blown away. Could it be that all this life's for is suffering?.
[Comprix / Owens]. . With giant claws of steel, it has arrived. The metal monster, it's now alive. It came to take our world, and steal your soul. It will find you, and take control.
What I know is I feel dead. Alone and in this world so cold. Emptying the urn of all that's left. Burning the candle at both ends. One less flame awaits the dawn.
I know there's something out there. A world that I should not fear. I sit here and I wonder. Why it's me and no other. . *CHORUS*. Can you see me crawling at you.