And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are
So little time Your crystal eyes gaze into mine A burning flame Forever dreaing, dreaming a lie Trapped inside internal eyes Caressed by innocence
My passion rise... a twilight ride Stark light of dark night in my eyes My forlorn lust... My soul it burns My forlorn lust... My soul is burning
When you look at me From your own century I may seem to be Strange archeology But when the winds blow From this direction You may sense me there
Empty vessel under the sun wipe the dust from my face another morning black sunday coming down again empty vessel empty veins empty bottle wish for
An unstoppable end The world turns every day An ending with no end So, for this time of morning I can no longer cry Even though the story goes
Destiny, Infinity, Eternity
Your souls are nailed to the cross The blood still runs but the wounds will heal and leave scars of rememberance
I bear the seed of ruin A golden age turned to stone Elysium... to dust For this, a tragic journey A vision of a dying embrace Scattered earth
One common, subterranean destination One life, another day A vestal child unveiled by temptation Innocence slips away Far away Been down so long
"Tonight your soul sleeps, but one day you will feel real pain, maybe then you will see mee as I am, A fragile wreck on a storm of emotion" Countless
Find all fireflies Hurry and scurry for shelter Hoping to find a way Searching Wanting and yearning for love Find all fireflies Hurry and scurry for
Thunderous events below the atmosphere. Hibernate within my fissures. Mind has compressed what it lent from the ear. Like a diamond that sings of external
It's elevating us, bowing and shaping us It's elevating us, it's resonating Caught in headlights I'm all right, coming over to your side It's elevating
Repercussion Living pulse...the birth of light Forward evolution into destinies Echo of beginnings...time...space...matter... Pineal alchemies awaken
sometimes you're a starling sometimes you're a kite you're a hyena from early to mid afternoon you're a stray dog at night it's the most amazing thing
Woken up in the heart of midnight's shivering romance Abandoned terrified seemingly ripped apart Would yu ever realize whether it's a fictional reality
(Keith, Skeoch, Hannon, Wheat, Luccketta)) One two three four! I can't believe this fucked up world in which we're livin' in Still I do the best that