Lordwon't you make it go awayi don't need it back some other dayi only think i'm tiredLordi am naked in these chainsdon't let my doubt restrain mei only think i'm tiredLordoh i once had bigger plansi once held tender han . . .
you've got hedonist isolationyou've got a blood-drip naked smileand the last beat integrationhas left your options wildbut the boys all call you edgyand the girls just call you bitchwhen it's down to aggravationyou call . . .
If I could only for a momentIf I could look before I leapTo test it out before divingTo test to see how deepWhen I'm alone, dressed up in crayonPulling burdens from the weakFor just to look in her directionTo bear the ca . . .
The Carnival has just left townThe sideshow horroron a switchblade circuit frownShe's in the back of the yellow vanFinding a new plate of tricksin the master's handThe Carnival hast just left townThe High-road High-lifeb . . .
You've taken me higherLift the veil of my synchronocityYou've taken me higherAnd I lose all sense and sensibilityNext to the fireBroken men are warmed with empathyYou take me higherNow I know, I know I feel releaseReleas . . .
In a world of frozen iconsA Truth is buried deepIn a place of abandonMy love for You grows so weakIn a life where mornings aren't beginningsMy chance is erasedIn a time where the killer is the victimI see Belief laid to . . .
Child Of The Moon you call me softlyIn thunder red across the skyNight's purple legion lingers across meLike the darkness in your eyeKiss of Oblivion, wind and shadowSilhouetted here deep insideChild Of The Moon walking . . .
and at every warning they're turning awaymanifesting and torn into another decaymanifesting the pallid trite complexion of decayand the tyrant's awaking from his sleepall the servants are making his conscience weakmanife . . .
pour yourself over meheaven exists in your smilewe pretend it's not happeningbut woman you're consuming my mindyou're beautiful perfection angel childa fading glance and i lie awaketearing and twisting the timei need to . . .
Love, I'm taking you back and I'm giving youDreams of gold and white I'm giving youBut dreams are born in fireBut your dreams are born in, born in fireOh sweet oneThere is ice on your wing tonightSweet oneI only live to . . .
everyone's awake againjust happy she's not homethey never think to ask herof the things she won't condonei wish she's go and find herselfa reason to get outthey never seem to realiseher many little doubtsbut i hear her c . . .
It's time for my introductionYou might not know me anymoreIt's just a case of abductionThere's menace in EthereaWe're woven into absolutionWe're tired of the falter callDon't care much for some bland illusionThere's mena . . .
I fall to my knees at the ThroneThen cover my eyes from the light, from the healingBury myself aloneTry to make a new start - be a partof the church of the Holy Wordwhere I find my sins atonedBut in the other world flags . . .
You give to meEverything I feelYou give to meEverything, yet I bleed(But that's you)Dim the flame, change the tuneInspirationBut the river runsOver meOptions plagueMy sanity(It's a bitter taste)You the gallows maskTo eve . . .
I told myself to waitBut the greyness around me took a liking to meI stood there against your gateBut the coldness was growing so I began walkingI began walking awayInside I knew what I was leavingBut hey MareeWe belong . . .
The first time we touchedI thought I'd diedAnd whe parted I feltthat burning insideAnd when we pressed against the darkCerebral healingwould leave it's mark on meBlessed by the virtue in your smileSuch child-like puritys . . .
feeling like these photo-scenesyour world is black and in-betweenthe paradox you call your lifeyou stop to cryi picked up wherethey left off andheld you 'til youwere alive andnow the room is mirror-tricks and dappled lig . . .
Get up off the dirt my angelWe're going to leave this placeleave todayI'll clothe your slender form my angelFor we must leave this placeleave todayAnd I won't let them hurt you angelSo just take my handWe'll show them ho . . .
I need to know all the truths behind the liesI need to show the guilt that is inside meTry to grow, a little sun and rain to dieTry to grow, apart from this escapingActions for the wordsLinear toucheActions killed the fi . . .
Let me liveLet me dieLet the world whisper goodbyeWhisper goodbyeAnd do you care?And do you feel?And do you know what is real?Could not believeThat you had to stealAnd do you know what is real? . . .
oh holly was a roadside hereticfelt the weight of the circus townall the fakers seemed to do was make her sicknow holly's got a shotgun frownand underneath her smile's a bitternessand a need to secure her faith'cause all . . .
Now the last ten steps in silenceHis cause upon His shoulders's strengthFeel the burning weight of darknessWeight of Sacrificial DeathLacerated, torn and jadedDressed in cloaks of mockeryThe Jury's cries as Pilate turned . . .
Sentimental runawayRun awayFrom the screaming heartsAnd the parts that your brother playedLeave those shells and ice-cloned bells behindSentimental RunawayObituaryDead in a carRock stars on the other trayPut the treasure . . .
Sitting by myself againBattered and aloneWondering to myself againWhether I have grownStand and be countedStand to be seenStand and be countedI look into your eyes againAnd memories unfoldI wonder about the time we spend . . .
Feel like I'm drowning but still I see the sunSeems like the world has come undoneNo air around me but still see the sunThis water's warm I'm not alone . . .
Shadows wept across the floor as she made her way towards meIn Tamzin's hand the splintered rose, a symbol her purityAnd I was struck for the thirteenth time that she hadn't seen me waitingAnd reality rained cruel and fa . . .
i've taken the wrongand taken the darki'm left with but a sightof missionary fieldsand mercenary killsand the prolific tritei'm under a spelland i'm under a cloakof medicinal delighti need to be sureand i need a releasei . . .
Well raise your hands, it's all ours for the taking With disbelief they see the march go by Go by A history of wrongs and blistered implications Less of what we need and more, more frustration Taken to the altar and left . . .
You were chosen to leave here You were given a lead . . .
Well raise your hands, it's all ours for the takingWith disbelief they see the march go byGo byA history of wrongs and blistered implicationsLess of what we need and more, more frustrationTaken to the altar and left to d . . .
You were chosen to leave hereYou were given a leader . . .
am i on the roadto there or back?i just don't rememberi just can't rememberand i'm feeling slowand the lines distractthe way i'm guessingor just digressingand where is the trustwhen we exist ina godless minda loveless ti . . .
[originally by Simon & Garfunkel]Hello darkness my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWith . . .
Well I'm walking on forbidden knivesBreak another frame 'cos you said soTilt and bow into your livesTry a little more 'cos you said soYou don't know what this has done to meYou don't feel what this has done to meJust to . . .
Tracey walks awayShe doesn't think they'll find her if shekeeps herself occupiedIt's easy to delayWhen everyone is so obsessed withreasons not to cryAnd Tracey's near the endShe wonders if she takes her shirt offWill he . . .
I'm right back where I belongMental attack forgoneWhat doesn't kill makes a man strongAnd I will heal, I'll take them onBut maybe it's just a waste of a miracleMaybe just a waste of timeI am complete, I am wholeI couldn' . . .
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