Thursday, May 31, 2012
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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Crisis; different ways of decay
I think I'm rotting on the inside. way down deep inside my soul... I've built this little coffin that I live in every day. I peek out every day or so to see those ghosts at play. I've got my knife right by my side. I keep it warm, I hold the blade. I want to keep watch, keep hold... for when they come to take my soul away. [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/different-ways-of-decay-lyrics-crisis.html ] I've got this fear living inside me. it keeps me crippled and cold. like a child I lie frozen. I hope these arms won't reach out and take hold. there's blood on my face it keeps me warm at night...
Crisis - Blood Burden
I can hear the dogs in their hysteria,Salivating for
the taste of our rotten failure. Brutality of flesh and
bone Making enemies where there were none Gangs of
God are on the move To bleed the slain in shallow
tombs you can be my cradle and I your grave
Captivated, we fall to meet our fate Between layers of
coma and death in fields of blood it's a sightless,
soundless, muted sense of touch This broken world is
spiritless and homeless, burning in the wreckage of its
own damn coldness... Brutality of flesh and bone
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/blood-burden-lyrics-crisis.html ]
Making enemies where there were none Gangs of hate
are on the move To Bleed the slain in shallow tombs
We exist in between the crack of life and death
struggle in between betrayal and the end... Grasping
dry Lifeless earthen Decomposition Run and hide your
flesh is no haven from suffocation Blood Burden
knows no bounds Dig deep to skeletons in the ground
Blood Burden knows no bounds.
Crisis-Waking the Dead
Wake up from utopian artifice long way the glass
houses break Art of war Wields words as weapons long
may the glass houses break long may the glass houses
Break! We bear scars of the chaos of wealthy lies we
occupy A beggar's life in priveledged eyes Distastrous
vultures of gluttonous egos give deadly silence to the
Burning ghettos Wake up from utopian artifice Long
may the glass houses break Art Of war wields wards to
break break break! Wealthy, cultivated thieves breed
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/waking-the-dead-lyrics-crisis.html ]
futures of uncertainty power lusts for empowered trysts
We're their sacrificial lambs The reap us to sow seeds of
Affluence We're their sacrificial scabs Watch Out! There's fire
in the Hearts of the unsung Long may the glass houses
Break! Long may the glass houses break! Angels Of the
bottomless pit nurture one downfall our downfall.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Crisis-Nomad
Long ago, a crumbling whole of me was split in two. Spat
forth into darkness and light, like the Birth from the
womb. I live like this in stillborn life. I shed my skin and
blood and vein, still i couldn't find my way home again.
So climb inside and rot here for a while. Outside I can hear
this dying world screaming. Displaced from my earthly
home, like the corpse from the tomb. So climb inside and
rot here for a while. This pain I own, A gift in return for
a taking, a wounding, a breaking. This is our childhood's
end. Can't remember when it all began. I want to burn
the masters and the slaves and those who pray that I'll
repent and be like them. A gift in return for a taking, a
wounding, a breaking. This is our childhood's end. Can't
remember when it all began. I want to burn the masters
and the slaves and those who pray that i'll repent and be
like them. I'm in exile. I'm in exile. Eternally bleeding,
but not broken. The price I pay for vision, I'm not
broken. After all, what can one see with blind open eyes.
I'm in exile. Eaten the dirt from my own grave. Chosen to
be a certain slave. Now in this way I die. Yet I am more
alive. Yet I am more alive, I'm in exile.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
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