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DOOMSDAY
you say that I cannot leave you- you say that you cannot leave- you say your hands are burning- that is just because you will rescue me- I say that Im in a nightmare- I wish that I could leave- I say my head is hurting-that is just because I can't stop thinking- stop this murder- every day everything gets harder- step right on up- the circus has begun- now take your cut- stop this torture- every day everything gets shorter- step right on up- the circus has begun- now take your cut I am living torture- I am living torture- I am living torture I am living- torture I am living- torture I am- living torture I am- living torture I am- living torture The Fallen
fortify and build must seize these walls of strength- consuming and demanding- of blasted and withstanding- of living for the day- gutted, public for display- suddenly unrembered- investigation of my anger drop by drop for all to take- the stain and the sin- keep me awake- the horror that only I can be- the monster so terminally- is he fallen? | | |
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Silver & Gold
run- stop- your burning- into the light your turning- better get cold of your silver and gold- better get control 'for your mind takes hold here after- here after- preach her- preach her For Thyne Enemy
with this simple fascination- dress you up in laceration- I will have my exploration- fuck you and your deprivation- I've had enough of all your whores- all your tricks and all your sores- spread your legs across the floor- slice your gullet into gore- and for you my precious junkie- my cinematic ritcious junkie I can't wait to take you- I can't wait to break you- I can't wait to make you mul-ah-key-us speak your name all kinds of ways- visualize your slow decay- hear me now among the grave- forever now my morbid slave | | |
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The Heretic
what is this that stands before me- seems that nothing has made appearance now- maybe you can find a new way to- here it is another savior- seems that nothing can stop them now- here again- to find a new way to- believe- where is your god- he stands alone- high on his throne- where is your god- he stands alone- high on his own- in the middle of a savior- theres a hole- 10 miles wide- a spot for you perhaps you know it's true- in the middle of a savior- theres a hole 10 miles wide- a spot for me- you know that cannot be- for me Nobody
where dust- wheat and rye- crash against the sky- some blood runs down the post- on bones of traveling ghosts nobody takes the place- pictures of falling grace- nobody can win- stay close my friend listen here- I tell no lie- among the wheat and the rye- there's blood all around- that never dries on that ground nobody takes the place- pictures of falling grace- nobody can win- stay close my friend crash into the sky- where the wind blows- dust on rye- crash in | | |
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DOGFIGHT
no sleep- no tears- he creeps up into your ear- sulfur time bomb ticking- with a tiny hand your picking- the time is near- fight to death your in denial- cradle robbing -fuck it Trouble With The Fix
come closer- just to watch me fall- pull me in- push me further- shove my face right into the dirt- to make sure you never get hurt- you're so abused- well poor fucking you- you have nothing to loose- simple pleasures cannot appease you in a world where nothing can please you- trying hard to make since of it all- looking for your lost little do- so your weak and you need me know- well I don't need you right now- go ahead and save yourself- run as fast as razors- soon enough you will be falling- thats the trouble with the fix your pawning- go ahead and save me now- beaten- bruised- and taunting- finding strength in weakness now- thats the trouble when the treatments sour- stop the clock- we watch each other- a solitary tear comes running down- begging for forgiveness- i wash your fingers- your sweat I can feel it fripping down- visualize your eyes an they look me over- burning through- my skin i hear a thousend sounds- mesmorize my senses- your smell forever- dare to let you go and you go crashing down |
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