The dead are coming oh she said son And they?ll kill again so take comfort in these words They can?t take you from my arms Hell is waiting outside beyond
Sell all your dying words that keep me here That keep me running Sell all your dying thoughts Run with your eyes closed Trailing my new kill I scrape
[instrumental] ?An inevitable public triumph of the downtrodden is of necessity to a world of ineffectual inhabitants, each one of whom is a monarch
Conspired across the neck There?s new incentive for killing the messenger Your war is our cancer And I will hold its severed head I swear Addiction loves
When I?m dead and I?ve served this life sentence I will know true love A sentiment to medicate the silence and security The my name will have been forgotten
?Pray we go unharmed in the wake? Like clockwork these words appear on a prompter A camera cranes in and the crowds desperately tune in For our fearless
In a dream we had together In a vessel of blinding light I was bleeding from the mouth You were dressed in someone else I saw it coming You were the
[I. God Bless You, Good thief] [instrumental] [II. Towers And Vectors] I called your name and it wasn?t hope So I?ll leave you to your plague with
Separate the kids before they kill themselves They are right in their place under your gun By the grace of this blessed gasoline We awoke in the crash
A parasite insurgence called Systemic blackout is set to go public Unconscious & Ineffective We are the specimen ? Induced national cult amnesia Everyday
This is not an admission of guilt: Love is a crime in itself Left with no evidence But god as my witness I confess, I confess I siphoned the ventricle
