: Pray for me. Pray for my soul beyond redemption. Pray for my piss-soaked heart, for the hands that mould my life so shallow. So shallow Painted, smiling
: Facing the options, my life's stinking trail. As all these illusions turn pale and insane. Victim to none, my own hunger devoured. Full system shutdown
: You and many are one alone. You seek through the heavens and under the stone. The words that I speak still left untold. For who's there to listen when
: As I'm crawling through the rem- nants of life, you poison my soul And leave me bleeding on the ground. I try to get back on my feet But I'm still
: My future is forged with an axe. I set the pace for you to follow. Trade my illusions for your rebellion. The shit I serve you just swallow. Honed
: A raped woman is a whore, and when the newsman explains how the rapist in his frustration over his limp dick fucked her with a carpentersknife you
: Once again I've lost my way. Going nowhere fast, I dread the return. Spend my days in this self-made cage. Where my soul can dwell, and my loneliness
: A last minute decision Lay it all on the line Glasspipe recollections of antichrist The nominees all on fire Cash money upfront We're all part of
: One last try. Unfinished promise, reach down deep inside. I give up the day I die at least this pains mine! We all die! You and I! Live a life or
: I stab you in the face just to let the world know how I feel. Can you sense my pain? I am not scared to die, just biding time. No escape from the raging
: Kill me I'm useless. Cauterize life itself. Abuse and outshine one another. Last one down lives for ever. I swallow the fear. It's darkness and chemical
: We're untouchable, a breed of our own. In kinship between those who live on the outside. No expectations, no extra weight. Only idiots nurture a dying
: If biased. The facts all obscured. Unrecognizable image of truth. The masses comply. While the cancer grows stronger corrupting the core. Deny and
: As an outlet for oppression, and as a tool for control, Icons of a sterile creed have come to rule man's destiny. In the guise of self-made saviuors
: So you say I betrayed you, well ain't that a bitch. Did you ever ask yourself why? She whispered secrets to me that you made her swear, She would never
: Hey hey, what do you say? Do you want to be a part of the freakshow? Look at 'em go. Evade, dodge. Collide and connect. A split lip, a low kick. A
: Worn out - A broken, fucked-up mind. An empty shell of life con- scious, breathing, feeling. Forced on society's back - nailed to the freakshow cross
: Soulless and resurrected. Hiding where hate resides. I've died in as many ways. As you can say die. Infertile Tries. Still I compromise to meet your