Lyrics:
I am entering the winter of my life
Reflecting on my days gone by
The process has begun, the picture is abstract
There's no turning back from
Dead center in the middle of nowhere
Coma existence, surrounded by the living dead
There is no hope, there is no tomorrow
You took our world
Written by: Lucie Silvas
I'm alright.
Tonight, let's all get down on the floor
I'm feeling alright
I've got the need to explore
You can leave your
[Klepsydra]
I'm So Sorry
About That Ungrateful Man
He Didn't Believe You, But I Did
Blinded By Glory
He Was Not Able To Understand
Innocence Shining
down
water, water everywhere
Â'far back as I can think
As long as I remember I've been swallowed by the drink
Drowning in solutions
Spirits dampened by
to the lost
Triggered by the light and devoured by the holocaust
Well you prayed for daylight and it never came
So you better start praying again
Well
the president heard of my idea
here's the solution for export problems, he thought
Production would be cheap, Finland is quite depressed country
And you'll get
Welcome to green fields of glory
Where people don't suffer from pain.
Slaves under blood and tormented by cruel tyranny
The march into permanent
they all
Are sorry for the gods they called.
Tell me how long.
Animals switch on bright lights to delude you,
Encouraged by the silent masses,
[Music / Lyrics by Fredrik Ohlsson]
Watching
From a static view
One password
Enter, and proceed
Pale light
Burns my starring eyes
I'm inside
the cross hairs
Life with the endless pile of victims
Destitute and desprate
Camouflage by final solution
Hostility massed in force
Thread the needle
and from the Lucifer's eyes.
On this trip will fight the liars, several souls will burn on me.
Young girls comes (on a winged horse) to protect me by
Desperate and famished
Scourged and suicidal
Live and die by the sword
Fall victim to your idols
Tortured by despair
Smoldering in desparation
Suffer
want me body people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like you're into new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.
Trench men hits, with no
operating rooms being fed by intravenus
seen as off the radar, my dark laser
will drop eight stars, and chop holes through quasars
a powerhouse, brute force
On some anti-us mission
We're lockin the subs the best solution
Can't hustle tapes without getting hassled by somebody
Hand out flyers and get harassed
[music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte]
[lyrics - Sean McGrath and Ross Sewage]
Latent images in solutions submerged
A gallery of gore for
Bestiality committed By their Mother
Pillaged, Raped By their father
Born and Raised for Sexuality
Incest within - is Reality
A Son Not Wanted
Every problem has a solution, ooh
Even if hard to find the conclusion
Things may never really be that conclusive
They may be inconclusive even
Get up!
This is revolution, a generation rising to become the solution
Torn down by every word
Silenced, no voice to be heard
So you think this
It falls on our heads
The world is dead
Denial and consumption
Poisoned by our own production
Denial and consumption
Poisoned by our own
sell
To the children and the junkies
That are too far gone to tell
The lust and greed for money
Fed by the other's pain
In the neighborhoods of war
She was the night, night of retribution
A persona not right, blood of pollution
He was the day, day of solution
Shaped like clay, he was led astray
if you watch the news on t.v.
it's enough to make you sick.
think we need a new solution
think we better find it quick
'cause we're in
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