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Disaffected, left to internal struggle
let ring with the cries of disaccord
They told of outposts firm as trees
Whispers laid no basis for
the plunge to the chasm depths
Seen none, nor felt the safety
Perimeter alarm
I see the bearings of disaster
What can you tell me of the inside
Is it as bright as all can see?
To make a chemical stand
a final front to the days ahead
In attempt to tame their mineral estrangement
Smothered by the numeral that
haunts each waking day
Request for countertmeasures
to state claim of this my cavern
LyricsNone to take and none be given
as the window breaks to black
A process left to solitude
is the action left undone
Answers left to echo
in the silent halls of none
Cast down the hopes and aspirations
Shut the windows tight
Everybody said No
Reset your fears and good intentions
Barred up for life
Everybody said No
This is the Final Resistance
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What if:
...some things are destined to failure?
...some things are never meant to be?
...someone never sees?
...someone never opens?
...somehow we are different?
Though I never claimed to be right
give to me the benefit of doubt
I brought you fires
that you put out
I brought you fires
for I cannot be without
I came with sadness
but this my shattered heart can't bear
What of the times in exile
what of the hours passed
what if touches seem too trivial
You can never tell me I'm wrong
a song I've heard so long
So what if healing takes forever
so what if time is meant for others
so what is left is but a shatter
and what is broken can't be whole
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There is the face in the still water
I can't ever remember wearing
Like fingerprints on your heart
To the untrained eye, a secret
I bled away the last of you
Sought trust in shapes of combined results
that trickles from a less than solid case
Fought off attacks of resurfaced lust
Burning the gracing grounds
Chorus
What will give in first
The body or the lash
Monochromatic Stains
The lead or the fake
Monochromatic Stains
This piles of ashes of a soul
informant pokes abound
LyricsThese sickly little fingers
Get away from me
Tread not the path of least restraint
each piece of evidence a lie, a lie
The body, the face, all items in place
I don't remember a thing
What will give in first
The body or the lash
Monochromatic Stains
The lead or the fake
Monochromatic Stains
A sacrifice made to the loss of a mind
Folly a man's demise
Track now the stains that allow my fall
sickening, the sight of it all
Never shall I claim my innocence
I was just not there
What will give in first
The body or the lash
Monochromatic Stains
The lead or the fake
Monochromatic Stains
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"Come with me," he said and erased it from his mind
"be with me now," but of love we are frightened stiff
We'd rather leave and head for the skies
than say all the right words too soon
"And I never thought you would
But always knew you could"
"We take off from here," and in that
instant nothing remained of what was
whereas the soul provides, freedom
narrowed down for the taking
"I never wanted you to lie
-never needed fragments of your day"
A broken promise made,
to always come around
-never to stay
And as tired as cliches come
did not expect nor frown upon
lighter hearts have taken bait
Sweetened words now with bitter taste
A distance kept that never fails to close us in
and forget the days that still linger on
inside the single part of two
We'd rather leave no trace and not look back
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Let me tell you about the loss of all
the failing of all that we hold dear
Wrapped up nicely in ourselves
Chaos resolves
that which order defiles
Worthless lives
are ordered blind
I don't believe
Taste and you will see
that all belongs to me
I don't believe
I won't believe
I raise my hand against it all
for those who don't recognize the call
Will the sense to overcome these nestled walls
Going to break it down
Let me nail you to the treason wall
Lyricsstab the night and the day from your sight
And set the thought to flame
Feeble devout
nothing resides
Break it to pieces
that obstinate mind
I raise my fist to hold the line
Against those who set themselves on high
Going to break it down
Then face the anxiety here and now
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Mental blindfolds on
Early on the fascination intense
How to discern just where right belongs
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to see
There is no need for you to start revolutions
I don't want you to talk to the minions
Just show me a brand new face
an open mind against a dying race
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to hear/feel
Cannot fail in this the era of losers
burnt the shell of those that once held the torches
Cannot give you the senses anew
nor will you know innocence again
Something has got to give
LyricsThese things I just don't want you to know
In time all your questions will be answered
Not what you hoped for, not what you dreamed
All preconceptions crumble
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to learn
Won't hold up to the standards you keep
never came from the formative years
Just show me a brand new mind
Keep in what you left behind
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to be
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Went inside the caves of seven wolves
Felt of the forces that lend themselves to speed
those final words to fracture the very structure
can't stand this glacial pace
the damage done
It seems these days are getting shorter
derails my train of thought
What said in hand was done
chased unforgiveness down these corridors
locked down the basis for the willing form
a trail far from strayed
the damage done
Set aside from eyes of others
Our frail structures can't keep up with the pace
Brought out for all to see
the damage done
face contradicting needs
We bring our cages home
For none to see
In vain to lessen
Responsibility
The Damage Done
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Carry our streams
Lift up our less than elated lives
Transmit ourselves
We breathe out
Where no one whispers
Take in all the dark light..
Turn the nighttime into day
Cathode ray Sunshine
Speak out and we receive
Show me and let us in
Alienate
Block out all
amid the breaking of the light
See it again and again
Single sight
Sensory perception..
Turn the nighttime into day
Lyrics
To our great distrust
Escapism a means of getting through alive
Take it in and spit it out again
That measly filth
Focal degradation
Bring the chaos into light..
Cathode Ray Sunshine
Burn
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To remain objective
To a closer call
Secretly rejected
And to mediocrity fall
caught on the downslopes of life
The patted shoulder remembers
The elbowed side resists
Encircled ad nauseum
An enemy to define ourselves
An enemy to refine our hate
Encouraging on the negative scale
Bent out of shape is the measuring norm
In words and in writing
No one knows my enemy like I do
A social repellant
(not) merely an adversary
lost to the falling words
Kept the last of all understood glances
To work against
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Could not have forseen
What the lies of the bearer would bring
Trailing the marks of his errors
Trace the original sin
Fallen I cling to deception
This talk of madness is in me
Come now as the drapery falls
From homes that take the foul in hand
Mind cloven, sweet spoken
With words that led us off the track
Truth altered Blindsighted
Thrive on the illusion
And the image of a life to be
Unmount the shielding facade
Cast to death the disciples
Fevered rage to burn them
Fallen
Endure the spit of others
Locked inside the pretence cage
Where the cause will be certain
Fallen, I'll see you inside
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Time in argument will end
Flames of preparation
Fingers felt the whipping
Hand that feeds the flame
Escalate the drought
Itching to join the fray
Wishing darkness was sound
shutting desires out
Wishing darkness was sound
But as moths to the flame...
...we go
You the ignorant
Take sides in these three dimensions
Nullify importance
Confined within the page
Scan for raoture again
Look for an instant save
Lyrics
Mere moments pass and still it seems
Detached from insight, thought and word
Ever since it lost its edge
Lost in the noise forever be
In the blur of information
The nail that never sticks
Venting a foul stench
Purging the fevered self
Behind a traitor's name
Face the consequence
Taken back in the eyes of fairness
A nobody forever
Hidden and locked away
Working the boards again
Giving the wrath away
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nothing of a man was he
his true face of sleep a deception
fell through all the way to the bottom
learned to hold
again we vowed not to hold sacred
but to damn that hollow gaze
unsteady on these shorelines
mute to an unthought scream
another word fell silent
like the static in their eyes
against all fleeing logic
we let our minds go
blank
why define ourselves by misguiding light?
how can we receive the static in their eyes
each blink of light an accuser
each unlit shape an assassin
Lyricscrawled the outer rim
with his back exposed
the shadows unending
fought off the stares
again we vowed not to hold sacred
but to damn that hollow gaze
unsteady on these shorelines
mute to an unthought scream
another word fell silent
like the static in their eyes
against all fleeing logic
we let our minds go
blank
nullify the ego, stay right back
stay right back
how can we receive
the static?
fear that strangles spirit
denial speaks the truth
fear that strangles spirit
crushes me and you
wicked are the senses, wicked are the words
give me the static
again we vowed not to hold sacred
but to damn that hollow gaze
unsteady on these shorelines
mute to an unthought scream
another word fell silent
like the static in their eyes
against all fleeing logic
we let our minds go
blank
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unless another wall is breaking
nothing can come of this
elusive
against our better judgement
(allow) our image to stand ground
turn around and
break the path and let's get going
to the place where nobody ever goes
break the path and let's get going
to the place where nobody ever goes
nobody ever goes
with ideals as infestations
hinder the radical mind
retune our aim
now it's time for hiding
for it stabs fear in you
so coward
break the path and let's get going
Lyricsto the place where nobody ever goes
break the path and let's get going
to the place where nobody ever goes
nobody ever goes
a thought to infect you
an idea to perfect you
a flesh to restrain you
no heart to forgive you
the poison well
i dried
break the path and let's get going
to the place where nobody ever goes
break the path and let's get going
to the place where nobody ever goes
nobody ever goes
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