when is the hour? now or never passing of the sand through hands un-nurtured see it right in front of me nulify wage a war on the spineless i tire of
easy to understand the burials and the reasons why as flies feast on the remenance enhanced corrosion of its soul-like vessel as we all wither zero concessions
a meeting of minds a meeting of hearts and vibes discuss the ideas to locate some common ground a meeting of minds a meeting of hearts and vibes built
written a list of stupid things this would be the king crowned, sitting above the rest by a neck it only takes a momentary lapse the main offenders are
shudder, even me ? any should ? it sends pricks ? the sky's blue all you have to do is all you have to do is all you have to do is all you have to do
would you if you could do? would you if you had to? should you if you need to? should you when i told you? repercussions of my - actions sweep scold
download the weapon grade the new take upon the fearsome a copyright on the program you have the new angle your cut is right place right time, right
you will never be the same again you will never be the same again you will never be the same again you will never be the same temptation i feel it,
thousand rays thousand leaves thousand breathes thousand days waiting for life to end waiting for life to fall i have never felt so ready in all my
eyes down for a circle for a while eyes down i lie i lie i lie i lie not that these dreams will betray me dig in for the long-haul wear a smile dig
[in background before song starts] cheers! the wait of influencing fourteen vents of ? manesfestation the whisper, scraped together ??? became the reason
i would walk to remember to forget to remember to forget what do i have to offer you the offer is not empty the glass is so full i wish that i could
lacking the integrity of function there are only four walls no sane man could call this a habitat no sane man could call this a habitat lacking the
for denial you know that i've been waiting for so long to be with you give my hand you know that i've been held from helping you un-clean in form cold
grind and click the bomb goes off with a grind and a click no flick of the switch but a knife to the wrist blows my mind every time
viewed from the darkest hole outward face looking up despair viewed down on, down on , down on marked by a deeper scar find the light i look for, look
to bear the brunt choose of the path bear scars and marks chosen is frozen paths been chosen paths been chosen step on the cracks see the ground weeps
left faithless in the age of cain - no love lost left lifeless the lifeless have the key - belief-less belief is gone the dogs come seeking the truth
