Here I lie Awaiting to die No cigarettes No drinks after eight Here I lie Medication cut down To preserve my breath To postpone my death Understand This
Part I: White Lands Of Empathica The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica
It's in your eyes a color fade out Looks like a new transition The starting up and shaking your ground Turning your head to see a new day calling Does
You arrive In the rising sun The hidden passenger That I've been taking Close your eyes Let's forget again As you drag me down I will take you in What
If I struggle a lifetime, What would my body be? An empty shell, On what a demon fed. Could be a heavy burden, to stay true to your words. Speak up,
When I'm falling down will you pick me up again? When I'm too far gone Dead in the eyes of my friends Will you take me out of here When I'm staring down
We all live Somewhere near nowhere On dusty roads there All soft and free You said I feel no pain Where are you going With number nothing Unnaturally
We are like pendulums Our arms swinging at our sides And I am a good little clock Walking along power lines I'm thinking like a swinging door Hinging
What did I do? Tell me, tell me what did I do? Tell me nothin'! I did nothin' wrong! Tell me, nothin' Look at that guy over there, he's so skinny He'
the pendulum The pit and the pendulum With the pit and the pendulum The pit and the pendulum Swinging above my throat In the pit and the pendulum The
Jesus Christ been here and gone What a painful price to pay He's left his life in a thunderstorm Tears cold dark eyes upon Swing pendulum, swing low
Penduli pendulum Swing around, beat the drum In July, I'll deny The illusion I'll be gone, beat the drum There I go, here I come And goodbye means good
watching the world through the eyes of a child leaving the past behind me curiously peeping behind each door already longing for tomorrow there's no need
walls Looking upward there is pained death Holding a pendulum in his frightening hand ...just a second-and I Know:I smile upon my glittering death; ...the moving pendulum
You can hide your eyes, you can dim the lights But they are watching This is a new time with a different kind They are the future, the only one This
Soaking through Colours that hold us up against the wall Soaking through Colours that hold us up against the wall Hold your colours against the wall,
Soaking through Colors that hold us up against the wall Soaking through Colors that hold us up against the wall Hold your colors against the wall, When
