I want to take the bullet. The one aimed straight for your heart. I want to meet the wolves halfway. And let them tear me apart. . This is the way they do it here.
We're more than carbon and chemicals. We are the image of the invisible. Free will is ours and we can't let go. We are the image of the invisible. We can't allow this, the quiet cull.
Verse 1. . Image marred by self-infliction. Private wars on my soul waged. Heart Is scarred by dual volitions. Juxtaposed and both engaged. Kindle flame, a test of faith.
How can you be sleeping?. Waves like weapons crash. O'er us, cry for mercy. And hold fast hope. Hope. . Who of us is cursed, or do we have to ask?. Search your souls and hold fast.
the blue light spills like oceans. we smile let it in. cures us of our questions. like hoods on peregrine. . knowledge locked in a tower. barons will hold the key.
I know one day, all our scars will disappear. Like the stars at dawn and all of our pain. Will fade away when morning comes. . And on that day when we look backwards we will see.
This darkness would eclipse our will. A cold wind blows across these hills. A swinging gaze from a hangman's tree. A crow's-nest view of what's left to see.
Tell me, are you free?. Tell me, are you free?. In thought or word or deed. Tell me, are you free?. . While the gallows stand, bullets lance the bravest lungs.
Paint the target. We don't need no evidence. Flood the market. We do it all in self defense. . You're a smart kid. Never work without your gloves. If you're a smart kid.
It's not what you think. It's just one more little bet. Just another cigarette. Just one more drink. . So lend me just a little more. You know cancer can't catch me.
I awoke, cold and alone. Adrift in the open sea. Caught up in regrets and tangled in nets. Instead of your arms wrapped around me. . And I wept but my tears are anathema here.
I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me. This island, our prison, our home. And everyday we look out at the sea. This place is all he's ever known.
When deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams,. At four in the morning you know where I'll be. Out running red lights asleep at the wheel. The sirens feed my nightmares.
they are sick, they are poor. and they die by the thousands and we look away. they are wolves at the door. and they're not going to move us or get in our way.
Come all you weary with your heavy loads. Lay down your burdens, find rest for your souls. 'Cause my yoke is easy and my burden is kind. I'll take yours upon me and you can take mine.
Dear Prodigal, you are my son and I. Supplied you not your spirit but your shape. All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes. I fathomed not you wanted to escape.
Woke up to a brand new skyline. We licked our wounds and mourned the dead. We swallowed their story, hook and sinker. Is that what we meant when we said that we never would forget?.
In this dark night,. We stand or we fall,. We are kings now,. Or nothing at all.. . Check your armor,. Light up your torch,. Touch the flame to the sail,.
Here's your new drug. Shoot it in the left eye. Feel it on the right side. No it's not love. Though it sets up shop. Behind your ribcage. Building blood clots and black holes.
Is this everything?. I've dreamed of so much more. Between the end and where we lie. Here all our hopes and dreams. Are scavenged from the floor. And fed into machines that feed on vacant eyes.