Cire piosenki

A plastic bag of revelations. Count my patience in grams. Never "I am" just "was". Now sleeping. Words are useless. Brains are truthless and love to waste time, making reasons for hormone shifts we call fate. Our love and our hate are just inside-outside...

There's life after death, you just won't be there at all. You wouldn't want to be anyway, while this decays... Be glad you won't. Awareness rests upon the beating of your heart, the firing of nerves, and the actions of a universe of tiny little branches fo...

Feel the cold upon my neck. Feels like I'm the lucky one to turn away from all my troubles. Wait for emptiness to come.. A face that cries now dries it's eyes. 'cuz pain is now part of itself. Can't stand aside and look within. What do you fear when you...

Way too detatched to fight the waves... Reptiles have overtaken everything... but there's still so much to save. Don't ever let them change your face. Don't ever let them change your face. Let them feast upon their own shit. Let them split their tounges...

The frail threads of perception connect to no certainty. There's no magnetism toward the truth, just you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy, searching for something to help us through. So disregard your biology if mortality is too difficult for yo...

The sun still shines, I see from the shadows in my armored cell. Those who make decisions must not know this hell. An instrument of purpose is outside myself. These are thoughtcrimes, they own you. Green paper chains control you. Lie down and take it....

Running through a maze, how I waste away my days, but the clock spins too fast to find a better way. So I live inside my head, and I never hear an end and I wonder why I keep running when no one seems to win. Makes me alone... How easily I'm thrown Bl...

I lived for hopeless dreams.. Could not afford to see anything at all, just those walls that threatened to swallow me alive.. And I would rather be washed away than be confined, while this gushes over me. This nauseating truth has taken hold of me, and...

There's no escaping all we've done. There's no hiding what we've become. (×2) Awoke to the silence... Thoughts condensed into a single point, driving through my skin: Unwilling accomplice, we've killed again. We've made wounds too deep for the whole w...