Jaher Lyrics - Mythmaker - Skinny Puppy

It's come to rape the soul the meaning of control 

It's waiting for it's waiting...obscene 

In dark dishonest times the strangest things unwind 

And undermine the undecided fate 

Force time all divided trips fine line warmth and craziness 

They're all spilling facing death up highs the tide 

Push aside unrelenting lips smack talks read the moving lips 

Willing pillows brace the neck hung out to die 

And in the the sting of luck my gut feels false and sold 

To exercise what seems that can't uphold 

Craving...anything...What's going on..replicate 

Left it delve on to hit what is it? nothing... 

Thrust knives deep the benefits why try overcoming this 

When's the killing shakes the rest to paint the sky red-eye 

Crossed eyes undecided shit times lies all because of this 

When the killing takes my breath a lasting sigh 

All life starts with death all death starts with life 

Ever circles back again ever falls to regain 

All life ends with hope 

All hope is to know 

Righteous places righteous times 

Even though we live to die