I'm tricked by your smile Want to be forgiven Waiting for the battle Aching for belief But your answer is wrong And my spirit is broken Like choirs in
I watch minutes grow to hours, and how seasons builds the ages, every winter dies in sunlight, only to be born again and the rainfall feeds the forests
Go to the Empire State and watch the city lights Hear the noise of millions struggle in the sprawl Stare into the sky we're few and far between Black
I try to rise in pride, I want to radiate Walk on water and ride the light I try to break to chains, I want to penetrate Cross the borders and drink the
Monochrome reflections climbing up the walls Down below your radar things are going on All along the tunnels through the underground We prepare for leaving
Use me use me use me I'm here dont go don't keep talking talking talking never speek the word i know failed to save you failed to know you
one world one sky we live we die
i don't want to let you go before i understand i don't want to let you go to the no man's land i don't want to let you go I want to hold your hand
we believe in human progress we create the servants we need we develop new ways of living we develop new ways of living we search for power sources we
reach beyond the constellations a movement towards the monumental universal secrets - the cosmic error sculptured by those dying generations ...I drank
This is the sound of our days Burning the light of our nights This is the sign of our times From my mouth into your eyes This is the beat of our praise
I'm falling out of cars Don't know when I'll hit the ground Hold me when I fall Headlights in my face My body's full of scars Words are lost and won'
I'm lost to the world soon to be forgotten Living in the shadows, searching for belief But my anger is gone and the anvil is broken The pieces on the
My eyes grow darker Can barely see your face Yesterday I tried to belong You know I won't stay that long In a time of lust and liars I learned to trust
We make ritual noise We make ritual noise We make ritual noise We make ritual noise We make ritual noise We weave the fabric of dreams We build cities
nexus polaris... a truth concealed a gaunt expression of the end prophecies revealed... dimensional chaos in perfect symmetry - a mask so dreary a truth
lights blur shifting slightly, always the rain he's there hunting nightly, driven by pain burns fast shining brightly, dies in vain he's there, speaking
if this was a cavern of concrete in a forest with trees like towers I would have a place to seek retreat from their poisoned plastic flowers if this was