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Disaffected, left to internal struggle
Let ring with the cries of disaccord They told of outposts firm as trees Whispers laid no basis for the plunge to the chasm depths Seen none, nor felt the safety, perimeter alarm Alarm I see the bearings of disaster What can you tell me of the inside? Is it as bright as all can see? To make a chemical stand a final front to the days ahead In attempt to tame their mineral estrangement Smothered by the numeral that haunts each waking day What can you tell me of the inside? Is it as bright as all can see? Request for countermeasures to state claim of this my cavern None to take and none be given as the window breaks to black A process left to solitude is the action left undone Answers left to echo in the silent halls of none What can you tell me of the inside? Is it as bright as all can see? Cast down the hopes and aspirations Shut the windows tight, everybody said "No! No! No!" Reset your fears and good intentions Barred up for life, everybody said "No! No! No!" What can you tell me of the inside? Is it as bright as all can see? This is the final resistance |
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| 2. |
| 4:46 |
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What if some things are destined to failure?
What if some things are never meant to be? What if someone never sees? What if someone never opens? What if somehow we are different? Though I never claimed to be right. Give to me, the benefit of doubt! I brought you fires. All that you put out. I brought you fires! For I cannot be without. I came with sadness! But this my shattered heart can't bear! What of the times in exhile? What of the hours passed? What if touches seem too trivial? You can never tell me I'm wrong. A song I've heard so long! I brought you fires! All that you put out. I brought you fires! For I cannot be without. I came with sadness! But this my shattered heart can't bear! So what if healing takes forever? So what if time is meant for others? So what is left is but a shatter. And what is broken can't be whole. What is broken, can't be whole again! I brought you fires! All that you put out. I brought you fires! For I cannot be without. I came with sadness! But this my shattered heart can't bear! |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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There is this face in the still water
I can't remember ever wearing Like fingerprints on your heart Reading out the last lines of code To the untrained eye a secret I bled away the last of you Sought trust in shapes of combined results that trickles from a less than solid case Fought off attacks of resurfaced lust Burn the gracing grounds What will give in first the body or the lash Monochromatic stains Who will cave in first the leader or the fake Monochromatic stains This pile of ashes of a soul informant pokes abound These sickly little fingers Get away from me Tread not the path of least restraint each piece of evidence a lie, a lie The body, the face all items in place I don't remember a thing A sacrifice made to the loss of mind Folly a man's demise Track now the stains that allow my fall sickening, the sight of it all Never shall I claim my innocence I just was not there |
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| 4. |
| 3:51 |
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"Come with me" he said and erased it from his mind
"Be with me now" but for love we are frightened stiff We'd rather leave and head for the skies Than say all the right words too soon "And I never thought you would But always knew you could" "We take off from here" and in that Instant nothing remained of what was Whereas the soul provides, freedom Narrowed down for the taking "I never wanted you to lie Never needed fragments of your day" A broken promise made To always come around Never to stay And as tired as cliches come Did not expect nor frown upon Lighter hearts have taken bait sweetened words now with bitter taste A distance kept that never fails to close us in And forget the days that still linger on Inside the single part of two We'd rather leave no trace and not look back Than face the anxiety here and now |
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Let me tell you about the loss of all
The failing of all that we hold dear Wrapped up nicely in ourselves Chaos resolves that which order defiles Worthless lifes are ordered... are ordered blind I don't believe I don't believe Taste and you will see that all belongs to me I don't believe I don't believe I raise my hand against it all For those who don't recognize the call Will the sense to overcome these nestled walls Going before it break down I don't believe I don't believe Taste and you will see that all belongs to me I don't believe I won't believe Let me nail you to the treason wall Stab the night and the day from your sight and set the thought to flame Feeble devout Nothing resides Break it to pieces that obstinate mind I raise my fist to hold the line Against those who set themselves on high Going to break it down I don't believe I don't believe Taste and you will see that all belongs to me I don't believe I won't believe |
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| 6. |
| 4:30 |
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Mental Blindfolds on
Early on the fascination intense How to discern just where right belongs Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to see There is no need for you to start revolutions I don't want you to talk to the minions Just show me a brand new face an open mind against a dying race Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to hear Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to feel Cannot fail in this the era of losers, burnt the shell of those that once held the torches Cannot give you the senses anew nor will you know innocence again Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to know In time all your questions will be answered Not what you hoped for, not what you dreamed All preconceptions crumble Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to learn Won't hold up to the standards you keep never came from the formative years Just show me a brand new mind Keep in what you left behind Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to be |
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| 7. |
| 3:27 |
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Went inside the caves of seven wolves
Felt of the forces that lend themselves to speed those final words to fracture the very structure can't stand this glacial pace the damage done It seems these days are getting shorter derails my train of thought What said in hand was done chased unforgiveness down these corridors locked down the basis for the willing form a trail far from strayed the damage done Set aside from eyes of others Our frail structures can't keep up with the pace Brought out for all to see the damage done face contradicting needs We bring our cages home for none to see in vain to lessen responsibility the damage done |
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| 4:14 |
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Carry our streams
Lift up our less-than-elated lives Transmit ourselves, we breathe out Where no one [whispers] Take in all the dark light Turn the nighttime into day Take in all the dark light Turn the nighttime into day Cathode Ray Sunshine, Speak out and we receive Cathode Ray Sunshine, Show me and let us in Alienate Block out all, amid the breaking of the light See it again and again Single sight Sensory perception, Turn the nighttime into day Sensory perception, Turn the nighttime into day Cathode Ray Sunshine, Speak out and we receive Cathode Ray Sunshine, Show me and let us in Cathode Ray Sunshine, Speak out and we receive Cathode Ray Sunshine, Show me and let us in To our great distrust Escapism: a means of getting through alive Take it in and spit it out again That measly filth Focal degradation Bring the chaos into light Cathode Ray Sunshine Burns |
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To remain objective, to a closer call
Secretly rejected, and to mediocrity fall caught on the downslopes of life The patted shoulder remembers The elbowed side resists Encircled ad nauseum An enemy to define ourselves An enemy to refine our hate Encouraging on the negative scale Bent out of shape is the measuring norm In words and in writing No one knows my enemy... like I do A social repellant, (not) merely an adversary Lost to the falling words, Kept the last of all understood glances to work against The patted shoulder remembers The elbowed side resists Encircled ad nauseum An enemy to define ourselves An enemy to refine our hate |
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| 10. |
| 4:09 |
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Time in arguments will end
Flames of preparation Fingers felt the whipping Hand that feeds the flame Escalate the drought Itching to join the fray Wishing that darkness was sound shutting desires out Wishing that darkness was sound but as moths to the flame... we go You, the ignorant take sides in these three dimensions Nullify importance confined within the page Scan for rapture again, look for an instant save Wishing that darkness was sound shutting desires out Wishing that darkness was sound but as moths to the flame... we go Mere moments pass and still it seems detached from insight, thought and word Ever since it lost its edge, lost in the noise forever be in the blur of information, the nail that never sticks The nail that never sticks White Noise is the sound... the clarity (?) White Noise / Black Silence Venting a foul stench, purging the fevered self behind a traitor's name Face the consequence, taken back in the eyes of fairness A nobody forever... hidden and locked away Working the boards again Giving the wrath away Wishing that darkness was sound shutting desires out Wishing that darkness was sound but as moths to the flame... we go |
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| 4:31 | 
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There is this face in the still water
I can't remember ever wearing Like fingerprints on your heart Reading out the last lines of code To the untrained eye a secret I bled away the last of you Sought trust in shapes of combined results that trickles from a less than solid case Fought off attacks of resurfaced lust Burn the gracing grounds What will give in first the body or the lash Monochromatic stains Who will cave in first the leader or the fake Monochromatic stains This pile of ashes of a soul informant pokes abound These sickly little fingers Get away from me Tread not the path of least restraint each piece of evidence a lie, a lie The body, the face all items in place I don't remember a thing A sacrifice made to the loss of mind Folly a man's demise Track now the stains that allow my fall sickening, the sight of it all Never shall I claim my innocence I just was not there |
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