take the field against
if this war could be won, by the blood on my hands
take up arms
if this war could be won, by the bloodshed on my hands!
the shadows tell the tale of men
focred against their will
to march on, to march though
shot to kill
wtach the white of thier eyes
bloodshot!
bloodshot!
i count my kills
by the blood spots on my arms
wage war!
wage war!
if only this could be won, by the bloodshed...
we would be home
savoir faire, savoir faire...
Athena will call the legion
as you plea for inner peace
youre the hopeless, and as i see it
youll never be anything more then the
lesser of two evils
youre lips taste like death,
eyes soaked with the tears of those
who have been broken...
and now you plea for inner peace
whipser the lullabies,
shout your sins
the blood cant wash you clean
tainted water sinks
deep within in your skin
those eyes now red, soaked with the tears
of who was broken......
You were broken, youll never be fixed
not even the blood could wash you clean
"thousands of reasons, pretext to the purposes
harmonized as one, to fabricate fiction walls, four in all
paint pealed window seals
buried, married to the heart of this falsehood residence
words become the wires, the voice is exploring
veiwing the self-possessed scenery
from the finger painted broken glass
that separates her and herself
the frame of reference, from which she sees
so put all your thoughts to rest. close your eyes
and secure your lips, idleness of the mind
will past the time
fabricated fiction walls, four in all
paint pealed window seals
that the finger painted broken glass sits in
builds the falsehood residence, where your soul is trapped
as your heart paints the scenery."
i lack the ability to take in, all i need from the atmosphere
thats encircling me
with every glance
i lack the knowledge to learn, that your disguise was paper thin
with every touch
i lack the senses to feel, that the feelings weren't existent
the barrier built
when my lips divorced yours for the first time
channeled your advice of devotion and fabrications, plea after plea
to believe, accept, the facts and thoeries
that you repeated
now im breathing
you lack the ability to take in,
now im seeing
you lack the knowledge to learn,
now i feeling
you lack the senses to feel,
modify the character, task and title
i dont criticize you for playing this part
altar the cast, scene and location
i dont blame you for this
you lack the ability to take in, oxygen
you lack the knowledge to learn, karma kills
you lack the senses to feel, just how cold you are
- Location:here
- Music:life falling.
over the course of the last few nights
the holy ghost of optimism misconstrued
chained at my knees, overwhelmed in the burden
of your beauty, i was color blind
to true shades of shallow minds
that you were sinking in
now im drowning in my dialogue
the weight of my words reciting
cue the choir, the voice rehearsed
needle the string, this wire
lined in the clandestinity of anothers air
so...
dont blame me,
mistakes were glided
when hearts were tarnished
this connection was rusting" [ m
- Location:here, in the light of a screen
- Location:here
- Music:ed harcourt
of such innocents, pure and clean
that once stood in the mirror.
now all she sees looking back
are perplexed eyes, dead smile
building the onerous state of mind
why did i try?
calling out your name, to bring you back
influence and distance, drugs and fun
my voice fell apart, before it got to her
and she continued this anesthetic path
behide all the fake friends, fake faces
i wish she knew...
they are all waiting, for her to became
useless...
then they'll be gone, leaving her to wonder
now all she sees looking back
are overcasts of fake friends, eclipsed smiles
of regret and wonderment, for the past to present
connection of our two hearts
i wish she knew...
that i was waiting, for her to realize
i was here...
but then i'll be gone, leaving her to wonder"
he kid from left field
- Location:blah.
- Mood:creative
- Music:the sound of a static tv
in the space from me to the horizon
i see a women
buried at the knees
arms raised to the sky
the shadow from her fingers
strafed across her face
reciting only one line...
what if god is the sun?
what if god is the sun?
then she fell weak to the ground...
screaming for a cavalcade of angels
to take the sun from the skies, steal it from the clouds
add the glory and the shine
to her lightened, tear soaked eyes
hours in the day passed
she walked away, smile on her face
in the distance,
in the space from me to the horizon
i see a men
buried at the knees
his shadow casting to his back
flat with the ground
reciting only one line...
what if the devil is the moon?
what if the devil is the moon?
then he fell weak to the ground...
screaming why? am i still around.
begging for a sequence of sinners
to take the heart of the night, deprive the stars for the night
and hang it in his chest
hours in the night passed
and he fell breathless
in death,
for some god will save us
for some the devil will aid us
- Mood:creative
grasp the concept
of being a live
for the first time,
you'll breath and you'll realize
my words linger in the freshest of air
with lungs lined in
lies and alibis
take a deep breath
My words were your truths
about love, lies and honestly
my words were your truths
so take a deep breath
and from now on
the space in between
your lips and everything else
will be filled with the truth
inhale, inhale
my words were your truths
exhale, exhale
all the lies and alibis
about love, lies and honestly
grasp the concept
of being a live
for the first time,
you'll breath and you'll realize
your words linger in the freshest of air
- Location:here
- Mood:creative
- Music:the silent of a room
do you hear that?
the wind is blowing the ghost in...
the blessings from the battlefield
here come the doves
dressed in red,
ribbons
down to their bones
knowing the names of the fallen,
faith and courage,
broken,
hearts
when?will they come.
do you hear that?
the wind blowing the...
angels cast the shadow of
a million marching men
blessings from home
here come the doves
dressed in yellow,
ribbons
down to their feathers
knowing the names of all those who have loved,
faith and courage,
complete,
hearts
as war rages on...
overhead angels fight for those below
overhead ghosts take the lives of those who,
who have lost faith
as war rages on...
those below, hanging on[have you]
to their last breath[lost all hope]
scream "take me home!"
tell me,
do you have faith?
- Location:here
- Music:the silent of a room
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