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the dead
It matters not what you are
The hearse has arraived so step up inside
And into a world so bizarre
Everyone rides no one denied the hearse has no

Denied for the love and

Segregated for this foolish
Stones which they called Freedom
Some quiet words

And sadly some broken bones
But ever hearing this

of a moon?

For a while I denied
That I liked it at all
I tried to change you
“Stop feeling small”

Sky’s getting blue
The streets rub their eyes
Leaves catch

a straightjacket
Born in a straightjacket

Religious freedom
Denied by tradition
Oppose what they teach
To yourself you should preach
Self liberation awaits
Question

picture perfect?
Would you hold me, close yet distant?
Will you haunt me? Cause i am doomed, To love you.
Would you trust me
If I denied my secrets? Would

inside
You feel it growing
Always knowing
It can't be denied

(Repeat Chorus)

Intoxicating…
Like nothing you've known before
You drink from Red fountains

cant describe
Peace and God
Were all denied


Untangled survival and loss
Wandering souls
Psychic tears, analog dreams
Wandering souls

Untangled

denied
Glaze over move in closer
Pixel of my eye

Don’t get it twisted
I prefer a heart and soul
Here in the lens my eyes are fooled
They’re flesh and bone

no permits denied

All aboard, fluffy pillow
Chasing fence lines
Tumble down, dawn to dusk

Memorized, absent moments
Pressed to perfection
Spin

of the running tide
is a wild call and a clear call
that may not be denied
and all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying,
and the flung spray

to hate by the dark ancient forsaken
This fair-skinned threat must be denied

Home Sweet Home Sweet Home

I was picture perfect?

Would you hold me,

close yet distant?

Will you haunt me?

Cause i am doomed,

To love you.

Would you trust me

If I denied

Into this darkness 
I sink deeper

The day of my destruction
Only gets clearer

I am denied
I ran into the night
Gave up up on faith
Now I am blind

receive my might
It is in sight - the endless night

Of God's creation denied
Beyond your depraved world
Your stupidity weary
I am unstoppable risen

I am

pain is denied

You have to hold on
Hold on
You have to hold on
Till the day has come
When your hand is filled with love

Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Till

fool me, this wanton affection it will be denied
You cannot tool me, but your eyes they entomb me, I give up, you slay me I die
Unsung Morning 

Walk

to stand on the edge of my mind
Would you give your wings to me?
Would you still wear the thorns if I denied you thrice?
Would you love me?

of the population conformity applied
Your pain is taken away crushing agony...denied!
Pure retribution
Clouding my mind
Fevered violation
Upon all mankind
You will

on the narrow shoulder
Walking the wire for the choices that she denied
There goes a stranger with no one to hold her
Leaving behind but her mark in the sand

of empathy

Conflict inside, refuge denied

Pulled into a maw of abhorrent origination
Helpless in resistance
The Mephitic wind
Satisfied through expiation

inside
It defines who we are and we won't be denied
We will fight
We will die for the chance to illuminate the skies
Open your heart
Don't try to suppress

ceased
Grew dull and low of countenance
For a soldier denied his battle plain
On a comrade soon must turn

Ah, so one-by-one we died alone
Some by

denied it are doomed to re live.

And while I'm striving for healing.
To set the record straight.
What was once my kingdom 
Is now a disgrace.
Thanks

for something that is granted or denied

Sudden walls arise before each goal
Feel the thin end of the wedge, dig your heels in, be ready for this rush