I've had days of end on end Where nothing changed cause nothing began. Restless movement in an empty room, Gathering shadows of a darkened blue. And
I was the champion of forgive forget But I haven't found a way To forgive you yet And though I know you and I are through All my thoughts are lines
We are all trapped in prisons of the mind, it's a hard sensibility but we'll see it through in time but when words come between us Noiseless in the
Wanting to understand To understand a hand thats not my hand In a moment to be defined All clear lines of all that, that could mean And I'm wanting
Caught in time so far away from where our hearts really wanted to be - Reaching out to find a way to get back to where we'd been - And if summer left
Cruelty is the better part of your honesty And when you're so direct its just for yourself to protect And if I started crying, would you start crying
I read somewhere that every wall's a door to something new Well if that's true-why can't i get through? Cause I'm not who I thought I was And I can
Sometimes it's not the giving When what's given is gone and for free But in taking what it took from me And I'm not living In someone else's eyes I
Time heals all wounds they say But the self inflicted won't just fade away And in these shifting tides of blame why are you suprised to see your name
It never seemed that close to me No it never seemed all that much to see But now it feels so real feels so real to me But now it feels so much Feels
I want to talk, like I'm talking to myself I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else And when a touch, When a touch becomes to much You know, I
I??° believed???emory might mirror no reflections on me, I??° believed??©hat in forgetting I might set myself free. But I woke up this morning with
unlike you've ever felt before Drenched in gasoline The fumes suffocate you as your wounds begin to swelter and boil Interrogation rites Ritualistic afflictions
[music - Leon del Muerte] [lyrics - Ross Sewage, Sean McGrath, and Leon del Muerte] Mastication starts the process Transforms the food into bolus Deglutition
You?re the woman who made me a man You're the woman who made me a man I was down, you taught me how to stand You're the woman who made me I was made
Rites of death Rites of undeath We're falling We're falling down I told you we're into deep Transfer life into what's dead The act of human playing
the holy blood to flow Spirits scorning the christian empire Infesting the victim while blood comes forth Dawn has come for the invocation Experincing the sacrificial rites
From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl Scanning down the hill of an indian sacred site I can see a figure with hair white like snow The polar