De l'epopee adolescente ou l'innocence est une douce pente. Pente, qui nous mene tout droit vers les debuts de la tourmente. Qui au fil du temps, va
Le prisonnier de la Tour S'est tue ce matin, Grand-mere. Nous n'irons pas a la messe demain. Il s'est jete de la Tour En me tendant les mains, Grand-mere
Leaving, but never far enough Like a ship caught in the bay We'll show each other where it hurts And well make the fuckers pay And what is it we don't
Here I am, after so many years Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear I'm in a box, I've got no place to go If I follow my mind, I know I'll slaughter
[Smith/Harris] On the run kill to eat You're starving now you're dead on your feet Going all the way nature's beast Do what I want as I please Run fight
On the run kill to eat You're starving now you're dead on your feet Going all the way nature's beast Do what I want as I please Run fight to breathe
I'm drowning and sedated Patiently Awaiting For my mind to really come down I'm afraid of being hated Cuz I'm so Jaded Not like everybody somehow Trapped
Here behind the wall I feel so small Breathing but not perceiving Here anger is me Love sets me free Feeling and not believing Here in my mind Biding
A misfit who is old before his time Poverty has turned him to crime Boredom gives him too much time to think He pours another drink. A burning, bitter
Here, behind the wall I feel so small Breathing but not perceiving Here, anger is me, love sets me free Feeling and not believing Here, behind the wall
Here I am after so many years Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear I'm in a box, I've got no place to go If I follow my mind, I know I'll slaughter my
I'm shrouded and sedated Patiently awaiting For my mind to really calm down I'm afraid of being hated 'Cause I'm so jaded Not like everybody somehow
I'm a ghost to you now I'm someone you don't really wish to see I'm a ghost to you now A shadow since you turned your back on me Maybe you'll learn Why
Well, you're the prisoner locked in your cell You're living in your personal hell The prison bars block your view They don't exist except for you Free
Leaving, but never far enough Like a ship caught in the bay We'll show each other where it hurts We'll make the fuckers pay And what is it we don't do
You knocked up your whole life In the wee small hours of the night I know things might seem hopeless now Yes, I know things might seem hopeless now But
Lucky, you look down, do you notice me? Do you remember the way it used to be? Some summer, much younger, way over the under pass I thought those days