Lyrics:
The bleeding, we deceive them
Fuel the life that fades
At the height of reason
We shouldn't live by your laws
Call the swarm
Feed them another false hope
I've been used by the useless
My whole body's covered in bruises
Consumed by the clueless
So full of lies and excuses
I've let you take enough
The last thing that I remember seeing
A cloud of dirt kicked up by your Goodyears
The leftovers still on the bottom shelf
And my t-shirt you took for
Come and listen you fellows, young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in your
explode
The bleeding, we deceive them
Fuel the lies, they try to hide the reason
We should live by a loss, call the swarm
Feed them another false hope
The bleeding, we deceive them
Fuel the life that fades
At the height of reason
We shouldn't live by your laws
Call the swarm
Feed them another false hope
name into the sand
We’ll be washed away by bedtime
And forgotten by sunrise
The fire is slain by drops of rain
The trees around are multiplying
Fire fuel
A sense of shame can be what actually pushes us into doing things which we later feel bad about
A sense of shame can fuel addictions, bad habits
images, tortured with pain
Repentance is the core
Remorse the fuel of reason
Sin greater than bearable
Pain is fatal in the heart.
Absolute
I solemnly
I swear
Are goodbyeʼs always the same lie under white sheets
Old habits get wet in the rain
Do you ever lose heart maybe just one half
Depths of hell, dragon rise
Death in mind, smoking eyes
Malice gleam, deadly guise
Futile to hypothesize
Soul blackened by the dark arts
Strike
Veins are a racetrack for fuel that I need
Life on the edge is the bread which I feed
Standing alone, open for all to see
My tunnel vision for
night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.
Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling
Yonder
Your love is a miracle
much more than a habit to me
Your love is a miracle
black magic in the first degree
I get by on your sweetness
Got
tightened.
I used to be god-fearing
Now I'm so frightened
'cause the devil will drag you under
By the sharp tailfin
Of your checkered cab (?)
Now I can't
God-fearing, now I'm so frightened
'Cause the devil will drag you under
By the sharp tail fin of your checkered cab
And I can't sit down, I'm going
of the smile that I give to strangers
I guess it's force of habit now
That grin's becoming numb to me
I don't notice the smiley faces send on texts
Amusing
whittled by straif season,
harnessed to the field whittled by straif season,
harnessed to the field whittled by straf season,
fuel for the spark.
The power
years left
I'm almost done, man
Too many habits, too many habits
Too many habits, too many habits
Too many habits, too many habits
Too many habits, too
necks in a noose
Martyrs of freedom, freedom condemned
But Jah Jah cut them loose. Hen heh
Prophesised that, we would suffer by
Those who think
Days go by slowly
I never know wholly
I see what you owe me
You never realize
That everything changes
And everything moves
And nothing is as it
motorized apocalypse
See metal crunch and hear it
Highway death by motor spirit
Light the fuel
Propagate oxygen and heat
Deify motor spirit
Kiss
Boxes of papers showed up on my porch
Full of letters never sent until now
Seething hate in ink
Grinding the past into pieces
Old habits don't
Started off by busting
Now Its just indifference and Nagasaki is ticking
But that don't matter
The diet consist of biting the bullet
I know I shouldn't been
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