chaos of mind feeding uncontrolled this sentinal of terror waiting in line for notions of the light few seconds into DEATH I confess, I'm full of (DE)
Butchering the helpless was his way of life Uncontrolled rage, internal strife The pain he dealt out was never repaid Retribution was sought by the ones
Broken my promise of righteousness. Condemned for your beauty of silence. Torn angel wings, shown her soul. A solid stare beneath the wall of your heart
What evil star burns bright my old flame And wilted my rose of Jericho Whose glare killed the prayer last parted from her lips And lit the path to churchyards
We all go down for the sacrificial moment Crucifixion nails stain the bed of the holy. Space thing blues diamond studded - sugar coated Well, I am hell
How many people, how many have died? I'm feeling lucky and afraid at the same time How many times have you sat home and wondered why? We always hear about
I run my desperate trembling hands Along the floor where you once walked Fighting tears that come from loss I brave the rooms where we once talked You
All I ever asked of you is a copy of Garage Days And to tell me the truth Ain't no one watching you exit Ventura Highway It's like I knew two of you
The chopper searchlight is fixed on me. There is no escape from this gravity. The line is ended the label stuck The men in blue just topped the hill.
(Hoglan) You tell me What will become of us? Are the lines so drawn and the stage so set That as we age what remains is burdened sufferance? My mortality
So much has happened now I have to reflect So much misery I wanna reject For years and years I have wanted more But too many times they've walked out
What's it all about this crazy love How did our two worlds entwine? How do I fit into your life How did you get into mine? I belong to someone else we
I used to spend my time And thinking I'll be fine Murder isn't crime And I witnessed you commit and smile Rusty breeze Let me in your casualty Mellow
Am I to blame? If I won't speak her name If I won't face her grave, yea yea Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame Since you're gone, I've never felt
Why do I feel so alone in a crowd of people I know? Is it wrong to feel so insecure and so unappealing? Why walk around in disguise with a fake grin on
If I knew what to do I'd do it. If I knew where to go I'd get there someday. If I knew where to fly I'd fly away, forget about life for a while. But it
And I look in the mirror and guess what I see A baby blue eyed spirit who seeks your everything And my mind is chaotic, unless I choose to be free Sometimes
There's blood on the floor and you're Not even moving Don't really know if it's mine or yours But you ain't moving Eyes are wide as you grin at me You