- 1909.08.04
Maybe I'll break this heart in two
Hail the ones with nothing left to lose
You thought you were safe inside your nest
I've followed your footsteps, giving you away
I can see you through the fog
Closing time. Don't panic or hit the alarm.
Stay calm.
All adds up, eating from inside
- All Like Serpents
Feel their eyes
Watching, don't make a sound
All like serpents
Silence our voices
Lights go out
Carrying this white flag
Your shoulders are sore
Eyes turn away as they come close
- Asleep
Here it comes with desire
Plan every step
Here it takes your life
Leaving nothing
They'll cut you down to fit here
Welcome knife, accept the pills, needle stings
- By The Gallows
In fear of wolves you've built all these walls
And raised these gallows to let them swing
This night won't fade, too cold to rest
You hide your face and cover up your heart
Like you didn't see it
And may their screams follow you to sleep
All caged, all drained
At the will of your hand
- From The Hands Of Sinners
As light came, revealed our loss
Scattered on the ground
Words written by the hands of ire
the day you turned on us
As we took it to the streets and lost
Cursing all that ties us
Took it to the streets and bled
Resting in the arms of ...
- If All Else Fails
Stare is blank, lips spore
They speak my name
Who’ll be the first to get thrown overboard?
Guess we can stay right here
Try to keep ourselves warm
Cross our hearts and pray
For someone to come and take us home
Hijacked mind comes clean
- In It For Fighting
Numb, feel it spreading
Tear its way through hearts
No one to avenge the fallen
No one to remember our loss
What if I'm in it for fighting?
A lost cause, break it all
- Last call
Closing time and there you are
Beat in turns. I’m off.
I couldn’t run, count blows while I’m down
I couldn’t run.
I felt your touch
Been missing for weeks now
Somethings that are so very hard to grasp
And you are gone
- Stop Making Speeches
All accounted for
Marked sheep sold
Matched and numbered, weak
Downsized, uptight
It's about time
Stop making speeches
- The Guillotine
Guess you can’t hear a sound
In the shadows all tied down
‘Cause these beasts dwell inside our hearts
Only one thing left to do
I can hurt someone like you
Tear you out for all to see these lies
Now you sing back to me
In a strange harmony