Lyrics:
Spinning complacently in the darkness
Covered and blinded by a blanket of little lives
False security has lulled the madness of this world into
but I know it's not.
Chorus:
'Cause we are comfortable here in our slumber
Lullabyed by the heartbeat of God
But we can't be alive in His
scorn in your eyes
Been out all night, gonna tell you no lies
Stopped in one place, heard them singin' a song
Heard them singin' a song
Like a lonely
The wisdom of generations suffers, suffocating by obtuseness
When iniquity holds justice in scorn and good will has no power to defeat the evil in man
Santa's sure to come this very night
There are jingle bells and Christmas carols singin'
By the children who are walking in the street
Folks are
There's no path to follow
There's no path to follow
There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children
Will built castles
medical scorn
I rave as I dismember my bloodstained axe strikes
Enslavement to sickness ... my loathe boils deep inside
Mesmerized by the stench of rot
deadpan stare
Long for worth in dying oceans
To never unearth
By the scorn of weakness lay me to rest
Rip away the flesh we scarred with god
And scour our
Come and share
This painting with me
Unveiling of me
The magician that never failed
This deep sigh
Cover all my chest
Intoxicated by a major
Come and share
This painting with me
Unveiling of me
The magician that never failed
This deep sigh
Cover all my chest
Intoxicated by a major
will take you
Away to slumber
But only if you can recite
Avogadro's number
Now crawl on by
With a fake tear in your eye
And think
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
To which His Mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
Oh,
and flame
Deafened by the howling dread
Unbound from what is sane
I am precedent
I am scorn
I am rage
I am agony
I am guilt
I am shame
I am precedent
I am
The creature steps upon the fear and scorn
Of the souls marked by blood and denial
With a treat of destiny, yes, treat of destiny
Sent from the flames in
the shark, how red his fins are
As he slashes at his prey
Mack the Knife wears fancy gloves
Which gives a minimum away
By the Thames' turbid waters
Men
to break
people keep fighting back
movement united by hate
together break down the walls
terrorists blood marks their way
panic hits the nation
met his maker
And he’s measured by the undertaker
Scorn a woman if you forsake her
If you forsake her
Oh today he met his maker
And he’s measured by
Reign of scorn
My body is a cage
I can't escape
My heart is full of hate
Engulfing you by flames
Master of deception
In for the kill
There's
And laid within a manger upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary did nothing take in scorn
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh,
Pulling the trigger
a shot would fire then he'd wake
To red lips above him smeared
with scorn and stale restraint
She covered him with pity
like
Sadly sing with tremulous breathStand by the mystical streamIn the valley of darkness we quiver
from deathAnd death is no more than a dreamOnly
Not to make
More mistakes
Caused by the nervousness
Of too many silences
Big Lagoons
I'm swimming
Insecure
By the depth of the water
Now I know
You
Sea birds are asleep
The world forgets to weep
Sea murmurs her soft slumber song
On the shadowy sand
Of this enchanted land the Mother mild
Hush thee
Thunder roars across the land,
mighty echoes fill the air,
Giants wake from slumber's grasp,
their power none can compare.
Bound by nature’s ancient
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