Chaos is my wake up call. Another day of suffering. Waste time staring at the wall. Nowhere to go, no one to see. . So many voices are stalking my mind.
Now, what's this?. That can't be the girl that I once knew. . Did your eyes fool your heart. Or did your heart fool your beliefs?. Now I watch you eat your words.
Lord, what more than little good has Your death done?. Lord, why did you give Your Son?. Surely You did it for more than this.. . The world lives on in ignorance, filth, and arrogance..
[Beyrodt / Cooper]. . He awakes, lying on a table. Bright lights, burning my eyes. Staring face, of a man in a dark cloud. Informing me of the ever profound.
the pressure inside me could blow up my head. deep inside me I wish they would drop dead. to avoid hazards be friendly instead. never say never. . there's always a chance it will work out alright.
With Longing I recall. Yearning for a caress hollow and empty,. Unsheltered by the pain of the rest. Not without justification, torn down for my compassion.
Cannot find a reason why. Stop your life while you get high. Refuse to move refuse to try. Close your eyes and wait to die. All our heroes. Will burn.
my path begins. in ancient fairytales. forgotten deep in time. in ocean of my daydreams. filled with my tears. I sacrifice my past:. . whispering voices are.
Human imbecile. Mortal moron. You say it's so cool. You think it's such fun. Can't you use your brain. While you've still got one?. From where I'm standing.
Genius. Corrupted by a dominating greed. A bored and disaffected mind that pays the old morality no heed. . His studies start to take a darker turn. He fathoms secrets we weren't meant to learn.
The days we spent are over. You will always have your place in my heart. I hope that I can go on without you. And I dreamed of you in a different place.
The moon it burns - deeply in my eyes. As I peacefully lay - anxious to die. . With every breath - I feel myself grow weak. The words escape me - when I try to speak.
Hard wired heads plugged into a higher power. Unified deity flowing from the poppy flower. Fuels of creation of answers to the desperate. Questions raised since the dawn of man.
A wonderful thing to dance a jig upon the graves of your. enemies,. To piss in the face of virtue and grace and celebrate. atrocities,. If there ever was such a thing as joy and love and liberty,.
immer super drauf immer nur viel Spass. und immer Party immer gut gelaunt doch das reicht nicht. niemals ein Problem und alles geht immer easy. doch ich weiss dass da noch was ist.
Ich hatte mal 'ne Frau und die hatte mal 'nen Typ. Und der hatte mal 'ne Braut und die hatte mal 'nen Kerl. Und der hatte mal ein Mdchen und die hatte einen Mann.
Enter the imagination, explore the dreamlike plains. And know the things will never be the same again. Confide- begin the initiation, an offer to dream and drift away.
Slain dynamics of incarnation. Caged in anatomy. Condensed mass of energy. Constant unfolding. Passing through centuries. . Confinement in the universe.