As the smoke retreating through the smoke An open door Foot prints trail by crimson life no more The skin is cold Search lights beam to the coast And
There's one thing you should know And two things that you need The first one you can find The second i've given I'll bring it out of you If you take
Strive to fade Savor the pain Slow down brigade Key to the valet Bombs away Soak in the day Sunshine parade Brilliant decay Can't stay calm Feel the
I like you to start while You can't by far ohh But you got the nerves of someone that cares And if there where bright skies Would you come shade on
Marching towards the sun The command, but under no one Master of war and lords It rained for thirteen days The horses seem to know their number Focus
Got a painting of a story Done some years ago About a man who had it all But had to go He seen more than he could hold Lost his mind again, Wife the
Get me know you mother f's YAAAHHHH We take our medication Push the pill amend the cure To fast to fade to slow to hide And when we come down We come
Teach us not to play fair, we are, trapped the name of the game. And the time rolls on, you didnt have to wait long. Picture the holes in your head
I'll take control And toss the coin that i came to hold Reap the crops i dared to sow Within the days we roam Seven sins for the weak to hold Stronger
Tin soldiers could start the war scrap medals for sale buy twilight of misery death metal prevails polish my eye to the polished stone the alloy is weakening
Wait! The passion is ending. Lets fall together and it will fall apart. And now the dead-end to finding the ropes round our necks. So how far can we
Throwing crosses on our skin, we saved ourselfs Settin' my standard, teach your trends through the dirt all in your ears and all the dead dogs of hell
Gotta find a reason! And this reason weighs well! There's not a goddamn thing That you can prescribe To help me through another night It's the
Everytime im climbing Struggling deciding My senses remind me one less crutch of my life you hold me back and you bring me down once again i never understood
Palm Springs A decade in the salt and sun The body clocks and the tears they run No moderation to attract Nor to fail to hide my shame Or the cause
Desperate times in vain of the weakend man The path we choose is seldom free of leaves The crimes I gaze on, they're in you're hands They pray on you
Between the cracks in the sky lies a gambler's vacation the odds are as sweet as a white desert heat gravity keeps to the shade as the sunlight drains
Pulse straight from the sky twenty pine boxes all stacked to the side creatures of violence, creatures of violence cultures sold, keepers of dead men
