: Lock and load Kill em all Let the lord Sort em out Fortifying lies for the Triggerman A honey-tongued devil do as she commands Psychotic! So patriotic
: A soft procession of endless hymns swallowing bullets like sleeping pills Across the floor of an ancient room it was not God, it was not the moon
: Hush now, close your eyes open your mouth, swallow lies Hush now, close your eyes open your mouth, swallow, swallow lies Moth breath fluttering He
: Godless Lawless Stifled Bondage The grubs are fastened In sackcloth and ashes We are the children Of amnesia of heaven Their cries go unrequited
: The soft sound of snow crunching underfoot gives me comfort. Her building is at the end of the block. She lives on the north side. Bottom floor. Middle
: (originally by The Doors) Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run Let's run House upon the hill
: LOUD & PROUD LOUD & PROUD Alone, in the crowd Sometimes I feel more dead than alive Sometimes I feel I can do it this time Sometimes I feel so empty
: I swear By my sin-loving soul I can taste your sins All over me I see broken angels With splintered halos I'm the serpent Swallowed by the sun My
: No more tears Stand up to your fears Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody Keep your voices raised Keep your knuckles bloody No more
: (With the perfect hair and the perfect wife and the perfect kids and the perfect life i can finally be somebody ...) let's play born-again american
: I'm tired of being tired Sick of being sick I'm tired of being tired Sick of being sick Erase & escape The meathooks of reality Erase & escape The
: I wish I didn't know What I know I wish I could pretend Like they do If I could I would Smile & Forget & there's a child Out on the battlefield
: in that final look does the deer forgive the wolf? you've stolen my fascination you've smothered my holy addiction and now i'm soaked in you like
: Perfect little spouses in perfect little houses it's family fun time let's commit a hatecrime ....if i can't be loved, then i'll be hated. i'm disconnected
: We dream like lions warm in the frost fresh from the kill tiny teeth and claws We dream like lions Deep beneath the loam The windows of his soul Ash
: There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me. Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick. A soft,
: I wish I could have you Here In my clutches To remove the excuses from your mind To part that haze and slice your soul to pieces To sing a lullaby
: Come With me I will let you see with my words I will let you burn & observe But where I go You can only follow So close your eyes Open your mind
