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The chopper searchlight is fixed on me. There is no escape from this gravity. The line is ended the label stuck The men in blue just topped the hill.
Blind-folded and gagged stood waiting With the whole world my firing squad At the edge of the world I'm faced out Staring the sun right in the eye Vultures
Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting With the whole world: my firing squad At the edge of the world I'm faced out Staring the sun right in the eye
This is feeding what I am. It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It's the type of pain you really dig and long for. I've always been Insecure
Drunk on cadaver's reek... a rotten climax is what I seek. Earmark the incision... for later erotic insertion. The intestines pinned out so nice, shit
Slow is the murder of my soul Lost in so many absences open in all directions Please be with me this dying hour inhale my voice absorb my life Before
The subtle hum of machines underground a cosmic journey through the volatile mind Close your eyes and hear the voice afar The soft whispers of the chemical
We are waiting for the end of this abstract reality the light no longer shines from your eyes and the words that fall from your mouth slowly evaporate
And life spins in slow motion faded pictures of you lie scattered all over the floor Sedatives and memories the daylight left behind Searing into grey
The closing darkness a mouthful of your chloroform Drifting inwards all features liquefy The equation of all the goodbyes will soon open for you I lost
You set me free Flowing through the Lethean sea Turning away All that I've been A touch of your ultimate void Burning away All that I've been Oblivion
Another me Another you We wear the best of our masks in this masquerade Of the all-lost emotion of all decay We stand apart Infected by the sick world
When we have used all of our mistakes When we have lost the faith on ourselves How deep is the darkness How frail is your mind Are you far or close to
Blue Dead Skies for me for you is this all there is All of the courage All of the will opened from the seams The guilt The shimmering pain The fear
You may try to follow You may try to reason me out You may try to save me But you can never understand The way I have burned The way I have burned For
Deeper thoughts unknown to hope lightyears of drowning into the cosmos of the lonely I was lost from your world into the mazes of delusion into the vast
Your warmth is false Inside your hollow bosom You'll hide the solitude Of the distant stars In your party none celebrates Grey autumn transcendence Minutes