must leave here Then nothing sister Mary can do Will keep me here with you As nothing in this life that I've been trying Could equal or surpass the art of dying
rather travel light I'm of this kind that kills all day But I don't know yet how to die Art of dying is the way to let all go Within I practice, in the
Grip the bars that hold my mind And pace the cell that's stuck in time Immune to change and far from love I curse this world and God above Life is a
Turning knot, rotting in my gut Got me feeling so corrupt Like a second hand politician I'm a study in malnutrition Every star I see I'm wishing Got
You live in your private hell Don't know if you're sick or well Something out there calls your name Too insecure to enter the game Life to you is a magazine
All's quite now on the western front But you never know what's above you Chances are when you're down and tired It's a lack of what you need inside you
Enter the tomb of the old Mystery in ancient gold All that ever was foretold Cycle in constant change Temple of doom, rearranged Many tales remain the
Raise your hands to the sky On your knees and abide Don't stare into the sun The new saviors have come And you choose your wine Like you chose your friends
Master of disguise move unseen Shadow on the night silent hunter Appetite aroused by the smell of your fear Driven by desire instinct and hunger And
Smell you, eye you, how rapid the chase it is on Swat you, bite you, locked on your neck and you're down I can't believe that you're trying to put up
Led to the slaughter by those who were there to protect Nailed to the cross then put on display to dissect Dignity stripped like flesh being ripped from
Dream awake, eyes open wide Drain the poison, kill the lie Life is now, there is no end Never know what might have been Spirit never fade away I can
Words are spoken from the book of the dead Written in the blood of the ones who bled Foretelling the story of our destiny Shadow on the fate of humanity
Unbecome and unborn Slipping off the uniform Missing from the chain-gang Nothing isn't anything Nothing is in one place Streets of gold in outer space
Tonight I feel like the world won't miss me So much to say but there's no one listening If we're alone are we all together in that I threw a penny in
I didn?t say I love you when I had the chance Now I lie here bleeding I?m in an awful mess I know it?s not the right time to become a religious man But
Watching you sleep, are you awake anymore Can you hear me, are you dreaming Hand out of reach, truly impatient like the flower Do you believe, can you
It?s got me on my head again. Close can be so misleading. It?s hard enough to get to know yourself. Into words I cough my feelings. I don?t know the
