his tortured soul [Chorus:] Free mind confirmed just behind reality its kingdom is by the sea Grim rhymes of yore were born in Baltimore the bird said: "Nevermore
: [Instrumental]
: Eyes that shall never see A life chosen not to be fulfilled Fate does not choose a life Before the hand of Man The ants march you to your... Welcome
: She was born in 1617 She takes the glides of wind Always chasing her dreams She was a tortured soul in pain She whispered this dark refrain "You're
: Thread the path of sin and sorrow Swimming to the wreck If you slowly pull the news you choose To wake us if you're dead So until you until you cannot
: Turn to the left, turn to the right If you judge me for my faults My soul searches for flight Awake in my violent daydreams I am lucid and torn I
: Destiny followed the sun And infinity bent into twilight Last slave into the grave again Until tomorrow, follow the sun Until tomorrow, in your eyes
: I am the black lord I am a slave Our world is dying We are all naive I am the darkness I am the grave I am the voice you love to hate Blame the world
: [Bonus track] [THE TEA PARTY cover] Driven by restrained desire I want what I need Shacking as her sex takes hold I've lost all control Drowning
: Take me to the southern shore Within emptiness unobstructed My search for something more Take me to a higher plane Within emptiness unobstructed Some
: Into planet Earth... Tread your steps carefully For the ground can twist and turn Tread your steps carefully For the ground may twist and turn Choose
: [Bonus track] [THE DOORS cover] Before you slip into unconsciousness I'd like to have another kiss Another flashing chance at bliss Another kiss,
: The media loves the latest tragic suicide They exploit it, then package it and profit from the people who die Look at the world, look at the hell
: Please let me help you bury your dead They?ve made the incision and driven their industry?s waste in your head The pyres in the distance glow beyond
: I am sentient number six, I stand in line I am the prototype of a benign convenience for mankind Superior is digital, human flesh so trivial I hate
: (Instrumental)
: Slithering slow and serpentine coiled around your spine My willing victim so sublime, one taste and you are mine Did you remember to feed me while
: Blank in your selfish state And enraged Never should one die That cannot decide the truth Never should one cry So suffer the children The sick ...
