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The End Of All Things To Come (11/19/2002)
11/19/2002
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Sticker this 
Censor this 
Ban this 
We've got something to say! 
Release this 
Condemn this 
Damn this 
We'll be heard anyway! 
Middle finger in the back then I wait but I'm silenced. 
(Listen here) 

Is it a possibility, 
That we're all just equal? 
Slap the power down 
(Abusing) 
Oh doesn't it piss you off, 
To be beaten at your own game? 
You lead us with false morals 
And shelter reality! 
(No more) 
We're not buying your product but you sell it to us preaching silence! 

Insult me in my home 
Where you were never invited 
To live life on your curb 
(Frustrating) 
Throw sticks into the spokes 
To relieve insecurities 
Stifle all dissention 
And sticker our freedom of speech! 
(So wrong) 

Sticker this 
Censor this 
Ban this 
We've got something to say! 
Release this 
Condemn this 
Damn this 
We'll be heard anyway! 
Middle finger in the back then I wait but I'm silenced. 
(Silenced) 

Don't tell me what I want 
Don't tell me what I need 
Don't tell me how I need to feel 
I feel 
Goddamn nothing! 
Through the eyesores on my face 
I can still see right fucking through you 
Fuck you and everything you are 
I feel were all still mental. 
Closed eyes while you fucking criticize 
keep your policy 
and try to exploit me 
Fabricate your lies 
We have burned these ghosts just to bleed out in silence! 
(Listen here) 

Stand on my soapbox 
And speak my own piece 
Whatever you may think 
(It's real) 
to go through what is me 
And step on your beliefs 
Need these bodies to sell us 
Robbing our integrity! 
(Bring it on) 

Sticker this 
Censor this 
Ban this 
We've got something to say! 
Release this 
Condemn this 
Damn this 
We'll be heard anyway! 
Middle finger in the back then I wait for it

. . .



Do I deserve these beatings?
Hating me, well then
cut, cut the noose and let me fall away
I'm growing weak and tired
of you and your little shoving games,
Fucking, pushing me,
you pulled the trigger,
trapped in the wake of your...
Dream, you're all killers, always fuckin'
pushing me, insulting me, I've overcome,
I have found the strength of gods in me
crushing, all unwilling, this is so
unstoppable,
hard as nails, hook that holds, reach down
and find the strength of many in you.
My sanctuary calling my name so I run
through, to the light, weeping through
a cloud
darkened, by a tainted dream
of me, being pummeled by the tide,
crushing, killing me,
but I can't wake up,
trapped in the wake of a...
Dream, you're all killers, always fuckin'
pushing me, insulting me, I've overcome,
I have found the strength of gods in me
crushing, all unwilling, this is so
unstoppable,
hard as nails, hook that holds, reach down
and find the strength of many in you.
Call it, call a truce, I'm believing, in it more
and more
comfort, purge the truth, I'll believe it, I'm so
weak and sore,
shadowed, hide and seek, but your never
looked, I wait behind the door
call out, bite the hand, that is feeding,
compassion no more
I hope I never wake up,
Dream sewing, filters, distort reality of what
is mine though
light the mind awakens
I draw the line from then and now,
Awake and dreaming,
forgotten past future becomes mine.
Throw the chains, all away, take control,
of your life, powers known,
this is my,
Dream, you're all killers, always fuckin'
pushing me, insulting me, I've overcome,
I have found the strength of gods in me
crushing, all unwilling, this is so
unstoppable,
hard as nails, hook that holds, reach down
and find the strength of many in you.

. . .



Always, known in, all my time,
A little left of center now
Reflect as I realize,
That all I need is to find the middle pillar
Path to sit like the sun by a
star in the sky and just be.
Sinners, casting stones at me.
I...I stand, not crawling, not falling down.
I...I bleed the demons that drag me down.
I...I stand, (for nothing), not crawling, (the center), not falling down.
(of calms within the eye)
Goodbye, Sunshine, I've put it out again, sad
I'm over, Personalites, conflicting,
I don't need you, or anyone, but me,
I 'll just be, living my own life,
I feel my glowing center grow, Infecting
I feel alive,
Shovel dirt over lime,
Plant it in myself to sit like a seed under
covers of earth and just be
Sinners, pointing fingers at me.
I...I stand, (for nothing), not crawling,
(by myself), not falling down.
I...I bleed, (for no one), the demons,
(but myself), that drag me down
I...I stand, (for nothing), not crawling,
(the center), not falling down,
(of calms within the eye)
I...I'll bleed, (for no one), the demons,
(but myself), that pull me down
(for me and no one else)
Come play kill
Refuse my body, refuse my shadow
Stone cold will
Refuse to lead this, refuse to follow,
Bitter pills
Refuse to feed this, refuse to swallow
I'm fueled godless
Come Play, Come Play
Kill
Just be, Just be
I...I stand, (for nothing), not crawling,
(by myself), not falling down.
I...I bleed, (for no one), the demons,
(but myself), that drag me down
I...I stand, (for nothing), not crawling,
(the center), not falling down,
(of calms within the eye)
I...I'll bleed, (for no one), the demons,
(but myself), that pull me down
(for me and no one else)

. . .



When everything is lost, (peel it all away)
Hauntin us with questions (asking)
Will we...
Ever find the smile inside (no), is it hidden
Behind the sweating eyes (bleeding)
Dead inside a scream that's pouring from me.
I'm planted in this skin, (constricting and pulling me)
This dirty filthy skin (rancid and stinging me)
I burn behind the walls, (that have become my world)
The bearer of a gift, fuck your gift.
Truth does not exist,
but the lies do.......
They're buried in the skin,
Evolved
Perversion of a truth I'm stuck there..
(Inside of lies buried in me, why)
Alone
Born into a world never asked to be here
(Try to forget truth doesn't exist, truth)
(It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist, truth)
Daath...
Always inside a tragedy, (things never seem to go away)
A room that I remember, (Portraits I carry)
Try letting go of this space (bad habits can't
kick me)
The fool that fell from heaven, heaven
Perversion of a truth I'm stuck there..
(Inside of lies buried in me, why)
Alone
Born into a world never asked to be here
(Try to forget truth doesn't exist, truth)
(It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist, truth)
Maybe we're all the children of a star,
misguided in direction, our misdirection
pardon me while I pray for light.
I'm not the only one,
That walks between the rain, there are many.
I'm not the only one
when everything is lost that doesn't
surrender.
Perversion of a truth I'm stuck there..
(Inside of lies buried in me, why)
Alone
Blind walking through a world
I never asked to be here.
Versions of the truth...
I'm not the only one...
Lies!!

. . .



We've come here, from so far away,
I can save you
If you leave it all behind
this suffering's, been far too long,
would you take a trip with me
on the back of a star,
I feel like earth's gravity is just here to pull
us down.
Mother of creation wait, embrace the souls
of a lost world
carry them away,
Darkness negative receptive,
pour firmament between our waters
separate the space
Mother of destruction wait with a belt of
skulls strap me down
and send the ship away,
progress with the process, mine the souls
from their casts
pour form and reshape
This dark womb,
wraps and covets me,
redefining understanding, if you open
up the heart,
nurturing, this phenomenon,
we can carry you on our wings, our wings
through the dark
lightning flashes of insight,
into the mirth of a dark sky,
pain of division is nothing
joy of dissolution is everything.
Mother of creation wait, embrace the souls
of a lost world
carry them away,
Darkness negative receptive,
pour firmament between our waters
separate the space
Mother of destruction wait with a belt of
skulls strap me down
and send the ship away,
progress with the process, mine the souls
from their casts
pour form and reshape
Portal sits deep within the eye,
the eye of yin's severity,
rewards understanding
portal sits deep within the eye
the eye of yin's severity,
rewards understanding
Blackness consumes body comforts core of
nothing...
Mother I can remember, a vault of security,
can you take me away?
Would you take me away?
won't you take me away?
....away.
Mother of creation wait, embrace the souls
of a lost world
carry them away,
Darkness negative receptive,
pour firmament between our waters
separate the space
Mother of destruction wait with a belt of
skulls strap me down
and send the ship away,
progress with the process, mine the souls
from their casts
pour form and reshape

. . .



When passion's lost and all the trust is gone,
way too far, for way too long
children crying, cast out and neglected,
only in a world so cold, only in a world
this cold
hold the hand of your best friend, look into
their eyes,
then watch them drift away
some might say, we've done the wrong things,
for way too long, for way too long.
Fever inside the storm,
so I'm turning away
away from the name
(calling your names)
away from the stones
(throw sticks and stones)
'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'cause I'm running away,
away from the games
(fucking head games)
away from the space
(hate this space)
The circumstances of a world so cold.
Burning whispers remind me of the days,
I was left alone, in a world this cold
guilty of the same things, provoked by
the cause
I've left alone, in a world so cold
fever inside the storm,
So I'm turning away,
away from the name
(calling your names)
away from the stones
(throw sticks and stones)
'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us.
Keep your thorns
'cause I'm running away,
away from the games
(fucking head games)
away from the space
(hate this space)
The circumstances of a world so cold.
I'm flying, I'm flying away,
away from the name
(calling your names)
away from the games
(fucking head games)
the circumstances of a world so cold
Why does everyone feel like my enemy,
don't want any part of depression or darkness, I've had enough,
sick and tired, bring the sun or I'm gone,
or I'm gone
I'm backing out, I'm no pawn,
no mother-fucking slave to this,
never lied
never left
never lived
never loved
never lost
never hurt
never worry about being me, or anyone else
not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
anything,
Backing out, giving up, no mother-fucking
slave to this,
never lied
never left
never lived
never loved
never lost
never hurt
never worry about being me, or anyone else
not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
anything,
I need to find a darkened corner,
a lightless corner,
where it's safer and calmer,
I'm turning away,
away from the name
(calling your names)
away from the stones
(throw sticks and stones)
'cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
I'm running away,
away from the games
(fucking head games)
away from the space
(hate this head space)
the circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away,
away from the names
(calling your names)
(fucking head games)
The circumstances of a world so cold.

. . .



Patient,
Just as I am
as always,
Watch the time go by,
nothing left to pass by,
the minutes follow me,
drunken little people,
work away in me,
Why won't they leave me, leave me alone
when I don't even want me, want me.
I have to, kill the words,
before they, form my sentence,
the sentence that is me,
judged by those that carry
the patient sits in cradled arms
that comfort me by strangling
Why won't they leave me, leave me alone
when I don't even want me,
The patient mental sits and stares
an idle mind that's empty, screaming
staring back
why won't they leave him, leave him alone
A passive speared ritual
driven by our war ship....the hate driven envy
They have to kill the meal,
before they can consume,
consume my inner peace,
without the understanding,
trapped inside the works
the hands are moving me
The patient mental sits and stares
An idle mind that's empty, screaming
staring back
why won't they leave him, leave him alone
a passive spread ritual
Driven by our war ship...the hate driven envy
Release me,
let me go,
why do they observe me?
there's nothing here to cure,
I can see the silhouettes,
that sit behind the mirror
I'm just like a clock upon the wall
always moving, but never going anywhere
The patient mental sits and stares
and idle mind that's empty, screaming
staring back
why won't they leave him, leave him alone
a passive speared ritual
driven by our war ship...the hate driven envy.

. . .



This puzzle's dead inside
missing pieces growing eyes,
mystery
little girls severity
little boys begging mercy
sticks break on me
cost of life at 23
price of pain a golden ring
all crimson
melting body rubber world
battle axe with locks of curls
introverted.
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
remember that place
the place you would go to make things okay,
1000 points for insect stings,
glue my spirit, break my wings,
misery
Libido steams infectious whore
cauterize and forge the sword,
remember killing
Children, learning the secrete knock, a nickel
to enter that place
the place you would go to make things okay.
my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
remember that place
the place you would go to take pain away
Games of passion taste so sweet
cut his throat and slaughhter meat
my secrets
Seven heads for seven seas
darkened voices plead disease
Dismembering me
Children, wrestle to seal the bag, storing it deep
in that place,
the place you would go and try to escape
children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
to enter that place
the place you would go to make things okay
my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
remember that place
the place you would go to take pain away.
Skrying through reflections in a pool,
I see death coming, mowing down
do you remember the bedroom,
was it your cell or was it your tomb,
You're living through my hell
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
to enter that place
the place you would go to make things okay
my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
remember that place
the place you would go to take pain away.

. . .



Fire, fire
I dissolve and solidify,
destroy to recreate,
disassemble to assemble something pure,
our rubric sol-ev-et-co-ag-u-la
Kill to be born again, cycled a thousand times
Fire, planetary alchemy,
fire, the time is here now
fire, four corners to rise
Fire rise!
Fire, there's always loss within,
Fire, the cleansing it's time
Fire, shooting arrows to the sky
Fire
I construct a new institution
not out of bricks, iron, cement, concrete
or steel
our rubric sol-ve-et-co-ag-u-la
Distill to purify,
We've done it a thousand times
Fire, planetary alchemy,
fire, the time is here now
fire, four corners to rise
Fire rise!
Fire, there's always loss within,
Fire, the cleansing it's time
Fire, shooting arrows to the sky
Fire
Burn, bleed all the lives of life, ascend to
the sky
burn, all the martyrs
Fire, planetary alchemy,
fire, the time is here now
fire, four corners to rise
Fire rise!
Fire, there's always loss within,
Fire, the cleansing it's time
Fire, shooting arrows to the sky
Fire

. . .



Mirror mirror upon the wall I'm asking you,
who is the most confused of them all?
Mirror mirror subservient twin screams back
at me "you".
You sick flawless mime, I want to break you
yeah, you're a clever one....
Do you reflect me or do I reflect you, are you
inside of another world,
I want to break through
Yeah, you're a clever one
Is this a tool, can I step through, to find
another plane,
or just a shadow of a man
a superficial tool, to support the vanity
of weak, when you don't love yourself.
If life's as painful on your side, I'll break your
existence and cut through mine
You're a clever one
Are you a tool, can I step through, to find
another plane,
or just a shadow of a man
are you my brother, you look like me,
trapped inside another world my lost twin
Just a superficial tool, to support the vanity,
of weak,
when you don't love yourself,
Mirror upon the wall, am I the refelction
of you,
Mirror upon the wall, are you staring back
through
understanding has no place within my world
on your side
Are you a tool, can I step through, to find
another plane,
or just a shadow of a man
are you my brother, you look like me,
trapped inside another world my lost twin
Just a superficial tool, to support the vanity,
of weak,
when you don't love yourself

. . .



The sublime destroys
the boundaries of finiteness,
yet this phenomenon
is seen by the self
not as an act of destruction,
but rather,
as a kind of elevation
and liberation.
For it is in the feeling of infinitude
which it now discovers
within itself
that it may enjoy
a new experience,
within its own boundlessness.

. . .



All over with,
Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world leaders run for the fence
We're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces
believe in yourself
let go of ego strengthen within yourself all over with
we're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces.
I'm killing, every fucking thing
until somebody gets the fucking point, the point I'm trying to make
I lead, the mice on parade,
down to the river of kook aid, and open up the flood gates
I need a barrel of cyanide, a pile of strychinine
until the whole damn world is dead start over again.
All over with,
Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world leaders run for the fence
We're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces
Stop talking, negotiating,
Your feeble attempts towards world peace, give me a fucking break
need world-wide genocide, planetary suicide and when the whole damn world is
dead...ther's your fucking peace.
All over with,
Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world leaders run for the fence
We're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces believe in yourself
let go of ego strengthen within yourself all over with
we're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces.
Oxygen wasters...come on
we've come...to save you, to save you from yourselves
Kill or be killed,
All over with,
Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world leaders run for the fence
We're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces believe in yourself
let go of ego strengthen within yourself all over with
we're coming, we're killing, we're changing the faces

. . .



No more doors
No more locks
no more windows
no more box
No more
No less
No more six foot digs
No more hypocrites
No more emptiness
no more consequence
no more puppet strings
no more disease
No more growing up
no more happiness
no more lying down
no more complacence
I have...I hold the key...to nothing...It's a
small killing
Murder....murders in the hands....of
motion...as it seems to be
No more nothing
No more anything
No more you
No more me
No more posturing victories
no more nations to defeat
no more speaking truth
no more deceit
No more holding down
no more pushing me
no more new world order
no more anarchy
I have...I hold the key...to nothing...It's a
small killing
Murder....murders in the hands....of
motion...as it seems to be
I'm washing my hands...of the whole thing
I want no more nothing
I have...I hold the key...to nothing...It's a
small killing.
Murder....murders in the hands....of
motion...as it seems to be
I'm washing my hands, of everything
Of everything we are.

. . .


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