Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand Oh my little girl
He's reigning down in the shadow lands again. Born as the bastard son, lost in his own pretension. Dastardly concerned, yet chipped away in time, You
brooding, I will mar you father, as to cut through your mask of benevolence, and reveal your vile burden, I'll make you live with it, you'll live with
created for you Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams Can't I believe you're taking my heart to pieces Oh, it'll take a little time Might
and for years you have clawed away at my flesh, yet I still long to hear your voice and set my eyes upon your face so I may bash it to pieces and laugh
We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle, Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served. As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking
This avenue, this home takes everything but gives back solitude A proud departure from the rigors of a mundane breath Expelled from the depths of a blackened
As the flame of the candle stands still in the biting air, and the silhouettes of a broken man crash to the floor, he rues the day he flew too close
Your stagnant truth, this buried youth Wake up wrought with atrophy Your scars will heal Take my hand, I'll guide you through Strip your thoughts of
Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razor's kiss. Compassion, a virtue never synonymous with this name. Now my gaze pierces two sets of
be the only one who feels like home. And still the season's change and with it does your charm. Summer's end has come and with it misery. Yet I wait for
be no tomorrow.[/chorus] He'd take such comfort in knowing we will never see another day. And for their degeneration, Mankind will finally know what it
It's your vaccant stare and amorous gaze Nothingness of your world consumes Expressing the vile abandonment All that is precious and good Has it been
We're so close to home, yet we're falling apart at the seams And memories guiding us to sleep Call your name It's been so long It falls on deaf ears
Ignite the funeral pyre, And let's close the casket lid on everything. On this institution and on every memory burn it all in effigy. Let's watch it
chance for reconnection Your chance for this redemption You'll be free at last Wrists unbound, it's in your hands... now Your wrists unbound, it's in
sins of former lovers, A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight Take this four-fingered salute, I gave the fifth for you my dear, May it beckon
life as you always did, and force my stomach to purge the words I might have eaten in a victorious feast of self-indulgence. I simply lost my head again, I lost it
