Submerged in endless. Trailing off, trailing off. I watch them fade by. Sigh, sigh. Lifeless and blank-faced. Paining on, paining on. And I see the face I used to be.
One times seven equals heaven. Traditions the creation of men. Religion for the sake of religion. Rituals the right of profession. Clergies of ranks,.
Now I take the final step To revelation's end. The trail I've bled through snowy footprints stretch in cruel descent. Bones of brothers dot the cliffs still sinking in the distance.
A double minded one. Gazing into two reflections. Who cannot recognize. The vessel or the messenger. . Yeah!. . Obedience gone and somewhere. Left in the distance.
Like a kung fu maniac drunk on the blood of a thousand victims. My case in point is I don't have a system. No need to knock them down. What's that sound or uplift them, yeah.
Like a kung fu maniac. Drunk on the blood of a thousand victims. My case in point is I don't have a system. No need to knock them down. What's that sound or uplift them, yeah.
I wanna be everybody, I wish that I wasn't me. I was dropped from out of sight. I always land on my feet. I was bit by the bug, grew 47 feet tall. I wasn't who I thought I was.
The deception with tact. Just what are you trying to say. You've got a blank face, which irritates. Communicate, pull out your party piece. You see dimensions in two.
I thought you'd always be there,. Always be there waiting.. Everything we sacrificed, you threw away.. Now I'm prepared to walk,. Too tired, too numb to talk..
I need you, and you need me. Left alone, we will never be who we could be. So take my hand and, don't forget that. We can do anything together. . Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
One meatball. Without the gravy. One meatball. Or nothing at all. One meatball. Without the gravy. One meatball. Or nothing at all. . Oh fairest bullet.
We're all looking for something to break. We're all looking for a heavenly state. Well, the culling is coming, one way or the other. I can feel it in the wind that's blinding my eyes.
By the pricking of my thumbs. Something wicked this way comes. Look down that bloody street for bloody. Miles and blood miles where bloody. Feet have sought a trail of dreams that.
Been over, been over this before. Been over and over. Been over this before. . And over, been over this before. So over this.. Been over this.. So over this..
Screaming out the window. Watch me die another day. Hopeless situations. Endless price I have to pay. Voices in the darkness. Scream away my mental health.
Metaphor for a missing moment. Pull me into your perfect circle. . One womb. One shape. One resolve. . Liberate this will. To release us all. . Gotta cut away, clear away.
metaphor for a missing moment. pull me in to your perfect circle. . one womb. one shape. one result. . liberate this will. to release us all. . gotta cut away, clear away.
Listen uh I met this guy and uh you know I don't get down like that but we were together for a while and you know things. didn't work out but I can't be mad with him you know cause we had some moments Yo I'll explain listen.
never had the luck to see a face like that before. at most I've only had a fleeting chance:. but now it looks as though your just not fleeting anymore.
A million faces are blurred in today. A million lives that are so far away. I'm alone and I want you to know. I want to scream but there's nowhere to go.