can't be absolved You're broken Crippled in a heap Broken Dreams that you won't sleep Broken A beggar in the streets So broken Broken
all there is to a name, a lost and childish heart. There's nothing you give that's not dangerous or cold. Is that there is to a game, a game of broken
Broken, why concede? Broken, crumbling with grief Broken, I don't believe you're broken You've given up, turned it in on yourself now Not inward out
Seeing that I bare the mark. Going into a state of shock, Nothing seems to be getting clearer. The blood has soaked through, Every broken pore. A
Killaz reflect the destiny of the village So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain
the alpha to the sand I bake the date up for my pledge To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he bled Not a creature stirred, it reaks
m running out of... Time Sounding the alarms inside of me Hoping like hell the sound cuts through the water And the broken trees and reaches you Before the creatures
of wing Oh, I just can't wait to be king Everybody look left Everybody look right Everywhere you look I'm standing in the spotlight Not yet Let every creature go for broke
the essential truth Gearing up for the maximum effort, last obstacle for the broken remains Show me the corridor to the world of the newborn fire Before the creatures
game of pale illusions. Lonely souls, left out in the cold, Salvation feeding flames of retribution. Moving on, towards the end, of the line, Unholy creatures
From your description, you know it sounds like conviction) I knew something was going wrong when I bumped in To a kid so soft I thought his name should be Pumpkin Recognizing he was a weaker type of creature
Dragon in Fire and Gold A new Aeon shall arise Scarlet Woman whispers Secrets untold Babalon ascends By the seven Highpriests of Kadesh Jerusalem shall fall Creatures
I started to build my perfect creature Amended every piece Of your tortured body A mask out of metal Banished to your Disgusting face Your inner organs
Well yeah, we're the freaks of nature We're the kids that easily bruise We're the geeks and the creatures Outer space hillbillies from the moon Get
"Invasion by creatures from space confirmed New York City may be the next objective" [Jise One] It's the four season apparel stand guard double a triscar
I am in the dark Cold like steel No one to talk to Nothing to see In the mist are a thousand creatures Hounding me, never free Eaten alive in my own
Some of the chances we take, To make the money we make. Manufacturing disease The creature we can see I'm pleased it some other day And I've got something
