Napalm, napalm, napalm showers. Showed the cowards. Weren't there to mess around. . Heat exhaustion. Mind distortion. Military victory mounted on innocent ground.
She never really had a chance. On that fateful moonlit night. Sacrificed without a fight. A victim of her circumstance. Now that I've become aware. And I've exposed this tragedy.
Standing in the darkness. waiting for the light. the smell of pure adrenaline. burning in the night. Random blinding flashes. aiming at the stage. intro tape begins to roll.
Where did we come from?. Why are we here?. Where do we go when we die?. What lies beyond. And what lay before?. Is anything certain in life?. . They say, "Life is too short".
What if someone said. Promise lies ahead. Hopes are high in certain scientific circles. Life won't have to end. You could walk again. . What if someone said.
Cunning, baffling, powerful. Been beaten to a pulp. Vigorous, irresistible. Sick and tired and laid low. Dominating, invincible. Black out, loss of control.
Subconscious Strange Sensation. Unconscious relaxation. What a pleasant nightmare. And I can't wait to get there again. Every time I close my eyes. There's another vivid surprise.
He seemed no different from the rest. Just a healthy normal boy. His mama always did her best. And he was daddy's pride and joy. . He learned to walk and talk on time.
6th Degree - Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence. . I. OVERTURE. . II. ABOUT TO CRASH -. . She can't stop pacing. She never felt so alive. Her thoughts are racing.
(Past). Shine - lake of fire. Lines take me higher. My mind drips desire. Confined and overtired. . Living this charade. Is getting me nowhere. Can't shake this charade.
Headline: "Murder, young girl killed. Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill. Dreadful ending, killer died. Evidently suicide". . A witness heard a horrifying sound.
It doesn't make any sense. This tragic ending. In spite of the evidence. There's something still missing. . Heard some of the rumours told. A taste of one's wealth.
Waiting. In the calm of desolation. Wanting to break. From this circle of confusion. . Sleeping. In the depths of isolation. Trying to wake. From this daydream of illusion.
She dresses in black everyday. She keeps her hair simple and plain. She never wears makeup. But no one would care if she did anyway. . She doesn't recall yesterday.
She can't stop pacing. She never felt so alive. Her thoughts are racing. Set on overdrive. . It takes a village. This she knows is true. they're expecting her.
Shine lake of fire. Lines take me higher. My mind drips desire. Confined and overtired. Living this charade. Is getting me nowhere. I can't shake this charade.
Goodnight kiss in your nightgown. Lavender in your bed. So innocent as you lie down. Sweet dreams that run through your head. . Are you lonely without mommy's love?.
"You are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light. Allow the light to lead. you away from your past and into this lifetime. As the light dissipates you will slowly.
Alone at night. I feel so strange. I need to find. All the answers to my dreams. . When I sleep at night. I hear the cries. What does this mean?. . I shut the door and traveled to another home.
Why, tell me the reasons why. Try, still I don't understand. Will I ever feel this again. Blue sky, I'll meet you in the end. Free them, free the memories of you.