I Fell in Love With your face Take Down the walls Of this place Your a wild thing You say wild things But much too wild i think Your a wild thing You
make me holy again I'm the man on the silver mountain I'm the man on the silver mountain Come down with fire And lift my spirit higher Someone's screaming my name Come and make me holy
Forever cast out To lurk among the shadows Forever cast out To live as a pariah Forever doomed, forever marked To lurk among the shadows Forever hung
In this world I have love for my brothers and sisters Also in this world I have nothing but war for my enemies Those black holes that swallow hope Growing
Down wind of a sour place and time Swept into the refuse a blight on all hope The stupidest and most foul nation So naive, so gullible this blissful
I left my family to face the coming storm I left my family to die I left my people to be crushed At the mercy of the ?barbaric fury?* And when I spoke
And still we soldier on to find some grace a reason or meaning to stay alive, to not gouge our eyes and deafen our ears surrounded by all destitute and
how do I explain to my children why we kill each other and have forever why we choose to draw blood and feast on the dead lie to ourselves and celebrate
It?s wrath It?s lust It?s envy that guides you It?s slavery To impulse To pettiness To weakness The bonds of blood The bonds of love Mean nothing Your
As you lord over this collapse and catastrophe its hard to tell if your supporters maintain this presence with larger numbers or larger mouths If its
you can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals a short life in confinement penned in and underfed languishing in a solitary misery no one
Every morning born into a sea of enemies all buzzing voices all twisted faces and all senses under siege the pedantic and plodding rhythms of everyday
the fever for war or reprisal for offenses real and imagined the fever's chorus a herded bloodlust a being both wolf and sheep it's thirst directed the
A promise to live A promise to thrive This life is all we have No escape Give in and die Defeat means death Here is no exit Only a promise to live Only
Our bodies, our currency How can this be what we want? It only amounts to slavery To daily wallow in degradation A mockery of equality Our daughters
We know not love nor compassion but endless cycles of distraction the banality and misery, a consequence of the battle waged for subsistence Brought
For my children I give you this In the absence of any hope I give you this Endless violence Endless sadness I give you this An endless struggle To create
the red scare that was for the people the money and power that was for you the profits of death the profits of war your spoils alone no security and
