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Flares
04:12
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Sitting on the corner watching cars go by
All the dirty faces staring at the sky
Asking God for answers to the reasons why
Some people live to torment and some are born to die
What happened to religion? What happened to our faith?
What happened to the power to back up what we say?
The princes and the paupers, the masses and the fray
All fast to play their parts on our judgment day
The beacons of our faith keeping vigilance
On the growing war on our common sense
Pairs of politicians knocking on our door
Selling validation to what our lives are for
What happened to the outcry? What happened to our faith?
What happened to the power to back up what we say?
The princes and the paupers, the masses and the fray
All fast to play their parts on our judgment day
The keepers of the kingdom trying to dismiss
The power and potential of a simple kiss
Mass market love and romance sold out like a whore
Traded for souls and food stamps at your favorite store
What happened to our values? What happened to our faith?
What happened to the power to back up what we say?
The princes and the paupers, the masses and the fray
All fast to play their parts on our judgment day
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2. |
The Mirror
04:28
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close my eyes and the world is as it seems
find out what retribution really means
another taste of lilith on my lips
one more flavor of the infinite
enter my world
open my eyes (to the power and the glory)
enter my world
sever all ties (to the power and the glory)
enter my world
open my eyes (to the power and the glory)
enter my world
open my thighs (to the power and the glory)
(of god)
another level on my path to karmic fate
another vision of the ones I have betrayed
another wound from the beast that lives within
another smile from the pleasure of my sin
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2013
05:46
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sharp teeth, cold skin / victimized from within
sharp hip incision / forcefed division
need to hunt, need to find / need to find some piece of mind
need to find another god / need to find another lie
Watching and waiting, impatiently debating
all the trials and tribulation, the speculation
of the wretched, the branded, the victims and the stranded
over paths we never, we never chose to go down
forewarned of excess / prefer what it reflects
the cost of regret / to be your cold secret
the price of your lips / torn open and stripped
open hand turns to a fist / thrusting into the abyss
Watching and waiting, impatiently debating
all the trials and tribulation, the speculation
of the wretched, the branded, the victims and the stranded
over paths we never, we never chose to go down
to the sound of a blackened heart breaking
the mistaking your undertaking
for a symbol, a truth, a sign of affection
the rejection of a lover undone
call to arms that never came / the lover that never came
the one who knew it all / never knew who to blame
have you opened your eyes? / can you open your eyes?
have you opened your eyes? / look at me one final time
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4. |
The Rebel
05:08
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once upon a time not so long ago
i remember dreams of saccharine
living without care and without sin
dreaming of the things i could have been
once upon a time not so long ago
i remember hope I'd persevere
living without sin and without fear
waiting for the light to reappear
once upon a time not so long ago
i remember dreaming of acclaim
living without fear and without shame
looking for the one who feels the same
once upon a time not so long ago
i remember laws of scientists
living without shame or avarice
Ready to attack my precipice
cry for me when you die for me / my perfect enemy my bitter end
lie to me when you try to be / my bitter misery my only friend
once upon a time not so long ago
i remember dreams of phosphorate
living without avarice or hate
Waiting for desire to abate
once upon a time not so long ago
i remember nights of fireflies
living without hate and without lies
Waiting for the light that never dies
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