Crawl back to your hole I dissect the words from which you inspire an opinion Pure Garbage Mis spoken syllables told the world to pay a fine for a crime that was not commited Shut the fuck up, prick Couldn't give less than a shit to what you say I hope you fade away So that the world will see That he who creates is the last one to leave You don't have what it takes Pull under the blanket that makes you safe The more that I hear, the more essence I crave Let all fingers cross and point to the head that is on stage Let them talk on and on about the world that we create But never, NEVER forget that we do this because we can And so we will until you know that music isn't a means to an end A means to an end. Flickering screams make way for a lost head Let it in or let go Do your worst over what I've said To let it flow is to show Strange as it may seem We get out of line The world to which we play to Coated with fetid lies With freedom we're all alike But few of us understand That there's a difference between those who create and The fellow man I've had a thousand million dreams That kept me holding to where I am now If its oblivion that calls I heed, I heed So it'd better call loud loud loud Its time to let go! To let flow is to show! When I see gleaming eyes I come alive I come alive, I come alive When I hear all those cries I come alive I come alive I come alive Let all fingers cross and point to the head that is on stage Let them talk on and on about the world that we create But never, NEVER forget that we do this because we can And so we will until you know that music isn't a means to an end

Today we corrupt everything that is and will be Today we break and salvage everything that is part of me Tommorow we'll close our eyes so we can unsee The Natural Nature Naturally anxious to break free Uneven strides fuel the fantasies Of jungle-like predator instincts A thousand colors you see A million lives you will end tonight Falling leaves used for cover in the dead of night This realm needs some radical insight Rage, it breathes down your neck It beckons you to color all rivers with bloody mary red Be the animal embody the teeth of the world clench bite and rend the inner wall Since the mad do not live Simple lives A man cannot hold a habit on the day he dies Grieve The sadder the world the hungrier the wolf There's a thousand ways to kill prey but only one to kill the soul For the mad do not live simple lives A man cannot hold a habit on the day he dies... Hold tight This thread of trends and all that it binds Keep the sheep in one place So I can make the jump The law is weak and luck favors the bold A killing instinct thrives in the cold Centuries of foiled skin and flesh unfold Hunters always held the reins So the weak would be of use Used for wordly abuse To set the examples That nobody really cared for The example itself was an excuse To overuse the most simple of all powers The one expressed through raw strength That eliminated all cowards Cowards they're labelled but they're the ones who Sow what you earn If they're born to die they might as well fight For a future where they learn to recognize That the world is a place for all types and kinds Today we corrputed everything that is and will be Today we broked and salvaged everything that is part of me Tommorow we'll close our eyes so we can unsee The Natural Nature Naturally anxious to break free (Power is story) (And is only well earned) (When used for things that matter) (Like making oppressors burn)

A person dies Then the mind gets funded by lies "We try to get the best stream of juice out of our lives" Carpe Diem Words spoken by hypocrites who love that couch It feels so good when you stare at the screen The Colors come out You absorb everything like an intelligent being Should So long as The world revolves, revolves around you And your tiny attitude Curl inside, your pathetic illusion of what it is to have a life Serenity no longer has room for the absent minded type Find the key that moves thee upon the joys of sunlight Energy... Flows through the big screen and Sets you free On the path to virtual insanity Lets you see The visions of what life could be Memento Mori Wondered why it could've been so Good So Good. So ripe was this flower Blossomed inside a core By the likes of which we don't care anymore The way, the way it handles itself its just so so so beautiful The colors, oh the colors are so bright Yet we don't know what they're for 2x Energy... Flows through the big screen and Sets you free On the path to virtual insanity Lets you see The visions of what life could be Memento Mori Wondered why it could've been so Good Life is short, and shortly it will end Death comes for all, and it respects no one Life is short, and shortly it will end Never forget. Energy... Flows through the big screen and Sets you free On the path to virtual insanity Lets you see The visions of what life could be Memento Mori Wondered why it is always so Short

Hindsight mind these thoughts keep pouring out A falacy of ruined senses beats me down This life falls in pieces of what I've been It goes round and around As i've been waiting For A chance to be free Of this fleeting me I'm not made of stone I'm not whole I'm broken I'm not made of stone I'm not whole I'm broken Let the world burn in the name Of the finest Corruption there is Let the world burn in my name I'm the finest Madness there is Molding these nodes in my brain Climbing These stairs of shame Molding these bones in strings of pain Rowing with Life aside this game Mending the words of days past and long vague The mention of the end of time Mended the world with more than acid rain That would fall hard, leaving nothing but bitter rage And worlds a fire Insight mind these thoughts keep pouring out A falacy of ruined senses beats me down I'm not made of stone I'm not whole I'm not made of stone I'm not whole I'm not made of stone I'm not whole I'm not made of stone I'm not whole