's eyes. the ferris wheel is turning, the tale is told again. And if we don't care, we end up all the same. We stroke the flames, we never quenched all
On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight And the darkness is falling down and
consumed dead like a worm catch a glimpse of the sun through cracks anything i swallowed will hide me from the sun the way i see things, i wished it
Spinning further deeper I know you're out to try me I'm not in this to be a slave I push the dirt Make me feel Locate what swallows life Night bird you
I am the past Future I've been chosen you think it's over but I'm ready to go I am what you fear I've been chosen the world as you know it just died it
fill the holes inside an ever moving stream with glowing rays of light emotions tied to past lies and I know I should let go I found a flame in the
I can be as angry as I want to be just watch me burn (need to be motivated) I think you're way too cold just watch and learn I'll never sleep here anymore
it hurts to think can't get the sums together would you draw my bitterness make the pictures fade could it be that I see what's beneath when we fall
as they all felt the fire they turned me into an outsider I never heard from them again so ironic when you called for a favor today it's always easy
we were one in words you finished my sentence I can never attract tomorrow it pushes me aside I sink in waters deep your presence kept me floating far
could it be a new day? fear in me so deep you push me out, I feel far the absence, close to me the otherside I crawl you push me out, I fall heal my
I'll always belong to the shadow don't show me new results I'll never enter your heaven make the most out of my dirty cell creeps infected by control
I really don't have anything to say just pass me by don't ask me the same questions just deny I'm there like the time around me this room is filled with
Take a knife and carve it in want to see your faults as a part of your pretty skin everyone has a tragedy I want you to wear yours in pain oblivion can
It's not so much the pain It's more the actual knife Pretending the picture is perfect I cut myself to sleep I close my eyes for a second And meet a
Save all your prayers I think we lost today There's no morning after And no one's around to blame I'm not afraid to bleed But I won't do it for you We
Rushing through 30, getting older every day By two, drawing pictures of innocent times Can you add... colour... inside these lines?! I want you to lead
thruth serves them embrace and defend her case part flattery, part threats "for those who cling to this dominion will partake in it?s fall" with his
