Still not loud enough Still not fast enough Front, front life Front, front life Front, front life Front, front life Life, life in sedation No mental
Your jugular arteries ripped Viscous juices gush and bleed You're gutted, skinned and mangled Enteral disorder is freed Tour rib-cage wrenched and torn
Dementia, right now you embrace me, and the light of goodsense extinguish in me. This world that they called madness is infinite and grotesque. Far
Absorbing, feeling and desiring You fade away spewing their words up. Rise to fall, lie to last. Look! Nothing is opening it's armsa?¦ Tangle of urges
[Music by John McEntee & Kyle Severn]
I admire the spiritual force of evil A pure supreme instinction in survival Never underestimate the powers of hatred When the blackness' overwhelming
An invitation to clairvoyance It's hard to stand around and watch while they ignore us She is dumped on, used as an ashtray At the expense of an organized
Raging on, fierce attacking Splitting flesh, down to bone Brain is blown, deviate Serial dementia, fire burns Deep inside, gates of hell Thrown wide open
Prolonged exposure in a world Where I try to belong, I try to belong Character cessation On a major scale of depression Declining sense of fear A fear
Purity of intention sudden invasion Of adolescence Driven by her convictions At seven She saw her first vision From the heavenly voices Invoking vanity
(Instrumental)
I feel a piece of my life escapes me With every rising of the sun Subtle thoughts assuring me that I'm not well Asyndesis, mind undone Was it me? Was
Resurrection of a horrid dream Blend of hate and intense desire Putrify. Vile... surreal
is it harder to admit you're wrong when you've known it was the truth all along? you make it seem like you're dying somehow i believe you and suddenly
Height is the one for me It gives me all I need And helps me co-exist with the chill You make me sick because I adore you so I love all the dirty tricks
[Music: Michael Romeo, Michael Pinnela, Thomas Miller, Jason Rullo and Rod Tyler] [Instrumental]
Let's meet at midnight on madness alley Have lots of time our walk will be long Leave you pan, leave you camera You'll write everything in sprint You'
They did not know what was waiting so deep in a forest alive, They'd come to search out the legend from 1785, But there was an evil around them that took