The lords work (2x) My head begins to swim With visions of my life So much blood (2x) And for nothing more than a man-made dream My family is dead
The light is perfect, the cameras are set Makeup and wardrobe are nearly finished Talent is rehearsed, crowd fluffed, ready to explode In just five minutes
Smile at me again, but I know what's on your mind It's so easy for you, tell me what I want to hear Damn your lies, sliding my blade across your face
What has come? What mankind has created Comfortable, the silk and the cushion That we're laying in Not real our lives deceit We know what is coming
It started with so much love Surrounded in your idyllic and picturesque perfect home Moments so filled with joy, everyday warm with caring smiles Love
Little girl in my arms turned eight months three days ago Prety green eyes that cried when I scolded her Married thirteen years, I loved my wife and my
I could tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide The fear within this shell that I call my soul reflects the darkness This pit
Burn! Fire it up, burn it down, the embers glow in the darkness Feel warmth crawl in, through your head, drip down the spine To the taste Through water
My hands clasped tight, saliva spills From my mouth down to the pavement Sitting alone I see the girls In uniforms walking to school Rising to my feet
Night breeze stiffens my muscles, trees bend in the street light Leaves rustle by ominously, a chill quakes through my mind Though tear drenched eye I
The sunlight fading as air cools from blistering day Stars appear in the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and
You want to die and kill for god Where has the world gone, Where is the warmth of the light? What happened to living for the sake of life? What kind
Now that you understand You will go peacefully But I still regret Not hearing you pleading Pulling you closer feeling your breasts Pressing so firmly
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around
Leaft me around And nurse my broken wing with all the promises you can never honour I just don't care enough to react to vain attempts sent only to pepetuate
I'm bringin' back ghosts that are no longer there I'm gettin' hard on myself sittin' in my easy chair Well, there's three people in the mirror And I'm
Obnoxious your eyes speak lies tonight Can't stop these sensations u provide, I'm sick inside Infectious cancerous ties, keep my hands bound With hate
[Lyrics by Robert Yench, Music by Mike Saez] Persecuted they gather, remnants of a coven Converge into enchantment Mystic storm of phantom devilry They