You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at
See them standing in the foothills waiting for the kill On wings of fear the terror sweeps into the city peace(?) To defend, this is the pact But when
There walked a lonely man, silent, mute, the only man not knowing how, not knowing why was he the sole survivor why should he be alive, breathing still
Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy They're laughing just like hungry dogs in the street Policemen are hiding behind the skirts of little girls Their
It's in the whirlpool, where matter vanishes Degenerate star, arm of Orion An iron sun, the forbidden circle It's a mountain, it's a black horizon Heavy
Death comes sweeping through the hallway, like a lady's dress Death comes driving down the highway, in it's Sunday best A fire of unknown origin took
Don't turn your back, danger surrounds you Don't turn your back to the dogs who hound you Don't turn your back, don't show your profile You'll never know
Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never
What's that in the corner? It's too dark to see. What's that noise I'm hearing? Who's that calling me? Long ago and far away I heard your voice Once
Know And Today's Way's Divine Right Brainwashed Overnight You Shouldn't Have To Lose Something First Something First Lose Something You're A Godfiend The New Cult
I thought you'd be out of my mind And I'd finally found a way to Learn to live without you I thought it was just a matter of time Till I had a hundred
All my life I've been the slave of consequence Wondering how this life could be so intricate I wanna rewrite my heart and let the future in I wanna open
like home Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Inside the moon... lives the high priest of the mushroom cult upon the altar... are the ashes
Her Face was like a cult to me Her limbs were fierce in symmetry It throws me into song The throng have done us wrong And away she goes, her toes
Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, well, well, well Stick it in your ear 'cause it ain't exactly clear What you people hear, I tell you that's right
I look inside your black heaven I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah, yeah They rip you down and criticize you Too strong to bend, too strong to care
The ashes and ghosts are all around me, yeah On the night of the assassins They came and I was ready Do you believe? Oh, yeah Do you believe? Oh I look
Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kinda touched me for a day Four crows nailed to a
