the point of no return No use to struggle as you fall, Face down. You've reached the world where all souls burn Face down your lie Your mind plays tricks with
Behold Virtual thoughts of insanity from emotional chaos This lonely life you are roaming in won't let you Feed your emotions with joy, a lesson learned
within Pale, white, by myself outburned.. As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold Learning to live with it all, learning to live with
Feeble And Weak Come on taste my anger, built of my shell of pain Be strong, you're the saviour, rape of a broken soul You will heal my wounds as I make
Injection Abused by perfection, choked on expected ideals A new world, a new disorder, through the boundries we'll walk Devastated! Fall down to gain
Sacred Lies Reborn, to have the will to kill, to search the highest ground, for penetrating carnage In the absence of light, I stand tall to feel, resurrection
Silently Leaving This world of, confusion, suffocates our greatest dreams Feeding the disease, silently leaving, this behind Searching, the towers, for
God In Silence Bound to serve the brick on your chest You watch it grow 'til you burst into dust Sadistic thoughts of what you should be Be chosen, be
Lost In Solitude As I walk through the mists of life, drowned by the things I behold Struggle to find what lies within, like the stories I've been told
Remains Of A Shattered Illusion The remains of a shattered illusion twisted forms implanted inside Forcefed and emotionally devastated you silently faded
: If actions spoke louder than words, you'd have made me deaf by now You make it seem so easy to love me for who I really am It'd break my heart, if
: No, there are no easy answers To sum up the problems which we face History's a lesson, let us learn by our mistakes Just don't expect to make sense
: Beginning with its conclusion Misdirected by what's right Actual illusion Weakened by its might The deserving marital value Priced for quick exchange
: Teacher moves me from seat to seat All I do is talk Teacher may I use the bathroom please? Yes, it's an emergency Teacher makes me take my test first
politics with the bag men Forced into their conversations Pessimistic contemplations They tell me of their heart conditions Share with me their D.T. Visions Damn me with
: You think you look good in your new uniform Starched and pressed into the perfect norm Until uncle Sam puts a gun in your hand Points you in the wrong
: He's old and cranky and he's got white hair He yells at us in his underwear He'll attach you like a crazed bear But come on in, don't be scared Mad
: Counter attack! Counter attack! We've his underground long enough They've got power, but not enough Time to start, time to act They've got our lives
