: be afraid of infection. be scared of evil ways. be scared for your protection. best watch your every step instinctual appeal to fear. collapse and
: what have we done. never thought that life would come to this. eternal sense of self hatred. blame not who, but ask us why we did. this is an open
: take. rob this world of resource. burn the oil for fortune. stealing from our savior. in quest of power. sealed. our fate is catastrophic. the coming
: it was last night on the midnight train back home. i ran into this one yet unfamiliar tone i know i should have known it was last night i knew i should
: shadows of doubt consume you. the light you barely see. growing wings of sorrow; have brought you to the winds of plague. increscent boundries fade
: it's true there were better ones. that led their people. to lead their country. who cared for this world but who are we to change. without the strength
: we feed this hunger for horror. cold is the human heart, is the human mind. all born with sickness and impurity. bloodlust of the human condition.
: in the heart of the land of creation. grows a threat which cannot be healed. efforts soar to restore generations. grave results give this outbreak
: consumed by self loving pain, self loathing bliss. it eats away, burns you like a cancer. the feeling's inside mask your size with your will. now you
: i never cared to know your name. roll out the red it's all the same. false idols scream for our love. compete for stage devote for name. it's all pathetically
: cowardly warrior vents his rage. his lust for blood cannot be appeased. what fickle angels are we. our divided brothers we slay. his lust will erase
take. rob this world of resource. burn the oil for fortune. stealing from our savior. in quest of power. sealed. our fate is catastrophic. the coming
shadows of doubt consume you. the light you barely see. growing wings of sorrow; have brought you to the winds of plague. increscent boundries fade the
it's true there were better ones. that led their people. to lead their country. who cared for this world but who are we to change. without the strength
what have we done. never thought that life would come to this. eternal sense of self hatred. blame not who, but ask us why we did. this is an open book
it was last night on the midnight train back home. i ran into this one yet unfamiliar tone i know i should have known it was last night i knew i should
i never cared to know your name. roll out the red it's all the same. false idols scream for our love. compete for stage devote for name. it's all pathetically
in the heart of the land of creation. grows a threat which cannot be healed. efforts soar to restore generations. grave results give this outbreak the
