My sight finally returns Only to see my hands covered with the innocent blood Of those I stand before as an example And I hold this ember in my heart
You think because you bought this record, You read a list of thanks you can judge our lives (you've identified) You think because you bought the record
Hold her in your right hand. And guide her safely home. Brush away all the thorns. Find all the stones. You're my angel without wings. When I was crying
I remember the first war, the way the sky burned The faces of angels destroyed I saw a third of Heaven's legion banished And the creation fell I stood
We march like fools in the parade of chaos. We march like fools in the parade of chaos. Led by our enemies. While we sing there praises. Led by our enemies
Masks and a fake skin. The builders keep breaking The buzzing. Attracted to the innocent. The wolves lead the sheep. The buzzing. With a stare to
Everything you love will soon fly away On the wings of an unknown destiny Behind the sun and disappearing sky Everyone you love will pass away Some before
Suspension/Suspend. Wires from the ceiling extend. Suspend/suspension. YOur teeth grind from the tension. When the door breaks you are found suspended
Hold her in your fight hand. And guide her safely home. Brush away all the thorns and all the stones. You're my angel without wings. When I was crying
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This man sits staring. Left lost in hand. You wnat a real solution? well we're doing the worst we can. Bodies make the scariest sounds. As johnny sings
Marked to be alone, and my eyes are closed. Drown and separate. For sakes of discrenment. Walk with the broken pieces. They do not say a word. They speak
Dear Tiffany, You've mad me nauseous for the last time Everything I've said to you....I will form a spike (to drive through my throat) In order to stop
They will hunt again. With years to plan. And sharpen there teeth. But no one knows. No one knows. Free the wolf from its cage. What him hunt. Stalk his
I watch as my dreams bleed Which one of you hunters got me She's waiting and watching Will she be there for me Who's got me who loves me I've lost my
Goodbye, They breathe but cannot scream They have no tools to build voices They wait in fetal position Martyrs on altars of mistakes The martyr They have
You failed to do your job. Superstitious cover up. They'll pay you because of your mistakes. You lie, you lie, you lie and they pay. You fail, you fail