A house of cards A supple heart Is not a place to dwell Now you have your cake Don't hesitate Come on just do it, Come on just do it Put it in your
Alone, since I was born Cold limbs turned against me Take a part in my misery Silence causes me pain Please alleviate my loneliness Be the one who never
She's got the devil in her heart But her eyes they tantalize She's gonna tear your heart apart Oh, her lips they really thrill me I'll take my chances
In Dreams and Visions I Saw the Beast Rise again In Chasms and Voids of Doom the Circle of Pandemonium I Stole the Sacred Nimbus of the Kingly Dead Glittering
Threehundred and Six Years after his Death Strangers From the Distant West Explored the Crypts Buried for Years under Silent Stone They Beheld a Netherworld
I met Jane at the center of the earth It was dark there was dirt all around But I gather you can figure that And Jane says, "I'm your body in the night
Down south soldier, third world soldier My vengeance will be swift and terrible, many will die I am the distance between two points Forgotten a void
I dropped off in the shadows they lead over tragedy I open my eyes - blind by the spotlight and what do I see? Pushed by ambition been granted admission
When is common sense too much to ask? And then when did consequences get left in the past Is it just bad habits or a typical script Is it all big plans
(C. Stephenson) How did my mind evolve into this question How did the alphabet become these words? How did these words become this sentence? How did this
I come home late at night with my boots in my hands Stumble in the back door being quiet as I can And I know she's there in bed, cold and all alone And
ten piece band and a twelve girl chorus line I'd raise some loot in a three piece suit, give 'em one dance for a dime If the Devil Danced in empty pockets
There's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me If I take just one sip, I become that devil's
The days of wine and roses Were a long time ago The proms, teenage cruisin' And the picture show You tried so hard To fix your outsides Until you realized
A chilling wind grasp my soul as I walk through the twilight gates Choirs of grief are heard from the spirits of the ancient breed Now I know what lies
Have you heard about my screams Cause I like a drink And I haven't touched one in weeks Can the blind see through the eyes Of a dog or is it just attention
It's friday night the moon is full I'm looking for a sacrifice My leather coat with painted goat is armor for my quest Blood will run into my chalice