Resistance in a time of mass self-destruction. Makes the few who walk the straight edge. A growing force of change. Committed through gripped by the plague of a nation.
Imperfection seems to have gotten the best of me.. I beat myself down in this frustration.. In unreal aspiration- never allowing progression to begin- sights set so far ahead..
Animal, you're an animal.... No one knows. . You're a goddamn fucking animal. It sucks you in... pulls you in. One never breaks if you never bend. . Face your fears: you gotta face your fears.
King Rau, BEAT ALL,. Fucking...STRENGTH!. . King Rau, BEAT ALL,. Fucking...STRENGTH!. . Know that the music industry's ill,. and we're the fucking antidote,.
In the lighted splendid hall. You can see them all. Waiting for their General and their Lord. Poorly dressed or in fine lace. From faroff or near. The smile is frozen on each face.
Cold misty winter, late afternoon. The time is short, is running low. On the river's surface, appears a mill. It sunk a long, long time ago. . The old, lame miller goes ashore.
Aaron the Prince, the chosen one. And Arleen she's the last Elb in the sun. They strolled about there in Radon. In the ancient park of Tanalon. And Aaron spoke: My love is deep.
====================. Fuck the Middle East. There's too many problems. They just get in the way. We could sure live without them. They hijack our planes.
==============. His hand spells death. He breathes his vile breath. No way you can stop him once he's out. He haunts your sleep. In your tub he hides down deep.
==================. You've seen them in the front. At every fuckin show. Fist bangin maniacs. With heads that move so slow. Who wants to see a fist. Right in their fuckin face.
Time to end this suffering, I need a minute to myself. So I can drift away. You will never get to me, what can't be done I'll do myself. So i can slip away and....
Feel the rush as it tingles, tantalizing my spine. How many more times can my nerve endings explode. Jonesing again for that one last dose. Shove it in my veins until I'm comatose.
[Accept Cover]. . Fog in the streets. A church clock beats. Midnight - darkness all around. . You better beware. You better take care. Be prepared for the shock.
[Metallica Cover]. . Life it seems, will fade away. Drifting further everyday. Getting lost within myself. Nothing matters no one else. I have lost the will to live.
Drink all day, eye all day. Crush all day, grind always. Starting wars, seething whores. Closing doors, powerchords. . Open wide, scratch your eye. Bite the sky, fallen lie.
Tune it in, chill out, drop dead, I need a fix. Tune it in, chill out, drop dead, I need a fix. Tune it in, chill out, drop dead, I need a fix. Tune it in, chill out, drop dead.
Face the truth. . Despised for being godless. Dismissed as being hopeless. But if there is a hell, we're living in it. So what's to lose by so-called sinning?.
If you never rise how can you fall?. But once again i'm through the floor. I stare into the mirror and all I see. A shadow of what used to be. Worthy of nothing, going nowhere fast.
Crave for no more, nor the self that would. Not even that which always is there. Needy of naught, but to be constrained. From any care and want of a selfish urge.
My mind is only of your demise. But I find that you're still ill. My life is nothing but stolen lies. So I look for a life to steal. . My kind is living a life that dies.