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Return to sender,
Carried straight from the womb to the grave
Your eyes have been paled to emptiness
All thing have been carved out by the unceasing haunts of (this) the Great Manipulator
It's the end of the Earth or something like that
Sit down, let's break out the shotguns,
We're going to town.
You've given us user friendly grenades
So just what are you trying to say?
What Are You Trying To Say?
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Like miracles like Clockwork and like miracles
You witnessed halos, but you failed to see its horns.
The illusion of intelligence, a continuous sounding bell.
And can feel the interruption in the air?
Can you feel the static?
I've never seen you like this.
Well that's what I said.
Drive drive vultures home.
You're killing me.
Just bury me.
Well that's what I said.
And I said exactly what I meant.
Holy Ghosts and talk show hosts.
How I panic as you fail.
Your conscience is a wolf.
Walls are being built,
Deception wears its veil and her charm is fleeting
But her love just will not last.
Far from men you hang and sway with no defender.
Pushed around by the noise of this carefree crowd.
I will not sleep while you are throwing anchors to a drowning generation. Hell is empty, the devils are here.
I will never sleep.
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What did you say? Don't speak.
You nailed down all your words on me
and it felt like a blind guide.
Leading me into quicksand.
So fight fair, fight fair.
But all you hear is noise.
Fight fair. Fight fair!
I've earthed this seed so many times.
Deeply held in this skin of bark.
Branches made of ash and forests born aflame.
Restless and full of poison, shattered by a sea of dialog.
Rapid speech like dogs with teeth.
Words like a beggar, that don't speak.
Crouched and bent out of shape.
Rip this tongue out by the root.
Shake the walls off this pale grave.
A blaze, a blaze is set upon the hills.
An open grave from which a great forest will rise, the fires collapses.
The corpses I've made.
This should not be. Oh, how we curse.
The tongue is a flame.
Let there be grace.
Fight fair!
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We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward, today
And put that knife away!
My first thought, a dragon
My first thought, a dragon
Two contending marches
And put that knife away!
She'll sting you to death
Like a swarm of hornets
From the hive
Endlessly I drift
Into this distraction
Sign my name to shame
Press hard, there are three copies
You'll put me in the grave
You'll put me in the grave
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward, today
Put that knife away!
And put that knife away!
Making progress like that of a dead man
Constant last words…the last word.
The last words
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All we know will be folded. A day of clouds. Creation waits…
Get away blue collar instrument
Get away politicians and priests
Refined to consume
It will be laid down
On the necks of the pure
The proud and the damned
Your day will come
Turn the page, embrace your
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
Everything is burning because
Tonight the south is on fire!
The south is on fire.
Creation waits in eager expectation. Anxious. Patient.
Heaven will pause.
Get away blue collar instrument
Get away politicians and priests
Refined to consume
It will be laid down
On the necks of the pure
The proud and the…
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
Everything is burning from your
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
The seas are boiling
Out comes the light
Awake and rehearse
Out comes the demons
I never saw you
Out comes the mercy
Shutting down hell
Bite down until it bleeds
Out comes the exit
All things complete
O infamous city, full of turmoil, I'm terrified at your collapse
The kings, they shudder with horror, their faces distorted with fear
Endless empires gently brushed away in the blink of an eye
All Creation, wilted.
Captain, the ship is sinking. Have mercy
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no stranger to failure, death with a steady heartbeat.
Scratching into any surface it wants.
Joy and beauty rejected so many times.
A world of hurt, a heart of false hope.
While we thought we were learning how to live,
We have been learning how to die.
I should of know, we will be legends.
Our homes and dreams and our worst nightmares.
Our worst nightmares have now come true.
Tonight when this detain falls on men.
Driven by a instinct more powerful than life itself.
From horror to hope to devastation.
Overfed and concerned.
It came with taste and claw.
Oh, hated form of emotion.
You have become so obvious.
My friend, the fatal habit of being myself.
Okay, there's hope. Step down with all your friends.
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Will the body be abandoned?
Will it?
Improvement is no redemption and unbelief is no diversion!
Drenched in blood, soaked in grace...
Take the body
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Astounding! Let us consider our current state
A string of events and I tied the first knot
Youґre an anchor and I won't be drug down
Because no matter what
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
A dying man needs to die, as a tired man needs to sleep
And there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
You are forgiven
But this just does not mean that what was done is okay
Trust is destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
You can be free to turn your back
I'm not holding a gun
Trust has been destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
Trust has been destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
And I've been so bitter towards you
And I've been so bitter
I've been so bitter towards you
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I don't care what you said
I won't sink in the flood
But I listen to every noise
That you make and make sense of what you say
And I take note to every sound
We're not the same again
Don't you dare insinuate me
You don't care what you create
You can't swim in this flood
And you'll swallow with every wave
That comes by and take take what you need
You'll still swallow with every tide
We're not the same again
Don't you dare insinuate me
To hell with that!
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There will be no more color
Broken I stand here
A new creation
On the stage of history
Where map and compass
Mean nothing at all
The arrows are in me
My spirit drinks poison
I joined the avalanche
Just to feel alive
I remember sitting in
My mothers room
And I watched them cry
We're not supposed to be here
Tonight I will sleep on the floor
Oh, such weight
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here
There are strangers
In my house
Tripping over
Themselves to
White wash this
Disaster
I am young but
I'm not blind
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here
The Voice of Heaven
Speaks with time
A new understanding
Dedication
This will never fade
I guess the body
Means nothing at all
Broken and unbroken
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here
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Wake Up.
No Passenger,
No Parasite
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