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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:18:38 GMT -5
The Reckoning
Come to me, kill for me, worship me Follow everything I do, act it out before me. I'm the one they told you would come again. Let me show you all the signs to bring about the end.
I'll take you down To a hole where you will always be alone. I'll turn you out On a world that doesn't care if you belong. I'll push you off Of the throne that you erected for yourself. You will be tossed On the pile of all the filth that you created.
I watched you take the power in your hands and throw it all away. I knew you would fall down again someday. Come on now you know I won't hurt you. Come on now I'm here to protect you. Come on now I'll lead you to shelter. Come on now you know.
I'll take you down To a hole where you will always be alone. I'll turn you out On a world that doesn't care if you belong. I'll push you off Of the throne that you erected for yourself. You will be tosed On the pile of all the filth that you created.
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:18:54 GMT -5
I Sell Society
Don't go over there, that vulture is gonn get you. Come and bathe in my protective neon glow. Plug into my machine, perfect and so clean. Plastic lives are all that's left so get in line.
Tell me all your problems I've got just the thing to fix it. Sell it to you for this bargain basement price. I'll protect you from yourself and all the trouble that surrounds you. Did you know that this world's not very nice?
I sell society. You won't hear lies from me. I'll tell you everything you want to hear. I sell society. You won't hear lies from me. I'll sell you everything you want to buy.
Your world has spikes on his back and he wants to lay you down Don't like what i say, you best not go away Take a look into my bag of wonders I'll pull out something special just for you Don't tell anyone It'll be our secret A weak and tainted soul i stole from you know who You want to buy it back, I'll have to charge you for two...
I sell society You won't hear lies from me I'll tell you everything you want to hear I sell society You won't hear lies from me I'll sell you everything you want to buy..
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:19:32 GMT -5
Inside You
I'm not reaching you Everything you do Leads to my disgrace Show me your face
I can see myself inside of you I can see myself inside of you
What's beneath the flesh Hate you can't express I can trick myself Like everybody else..
I can see myself inside of you I can see myself inside of you
Look inside my head Imbedded with the knowledge Deep within my skin That I will never know where to begin You image is above me Far beyond my reach I stand alone and wait for you to teach
I'm obessed with everything you do I won't stop until you say its through I can see myself inside of you I can see myself inside of you
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:19:45 GMT -5
Sinking
Standing in the back of the line I feel the others try to push me down and keep it away from me Grabbing at the one thing that i know is mine Can't you see me with my head to the floor feel the recklessness of absolute desperation Valued Sentimental pieces of the life I thought held in my hands
Why do I always try To better what I am Can't realize that I've always been sinking
Failing everyday It only helps to aggravate The sickening feeling inside that won't go away Fall Down Pick yourself up and fall down This is what its like to be me, me Can't you see what I see
Why do I always try To better what I am Can't realize that I've always been sinking?
What I am is what I feel But what I feel is nothing real And what I know is all I want Is to be saved from this spot Is to be saved from this spot
Why do I always try To better what I am Can't I realize that I've always been sinking
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:20:03 GMT -5
Tired Old Man
I want to be overcome But I can't, I am numb I want to see what's become Close my eyes, bite my tongue If you'll believe in me I'll try not to die If work keeps me living its got to start giving me life
I'm so tired of living here I'm so tired of living here
I want to run and be free But I can't, I'm so weak I want to hold you again In my arms, my old friend I have just one more chance to feel What is real I can't keep going I feel my mind slowing My heart's torn apart
I'm so tired of living here I'm so tired of living here
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:20:21 GMT -5
Break You Down
I got a gun in my hand and I feel like a man I'm the pope of my generation I got to push over your god damn walls I don't listen to your condemnation
Can't you see the pain that you bring Is only the cost of everything That you wish to stop and bring to an end But it only makes me hate you more
Careful what you wish for It can only bring you down Keep your spirit on the ground Emptiness the only sound
I know what it takes to break you And I'll kill everything that made you (And I know what it takes to break you down)
Take everything that you teach me And it don't add up to a pile of shit All the methods you use you tried to reach me They don't matter a single bit
I'm alright inside, I'm just trying to hide From all the propaganda you want to choke me with Don't want your fingers in and out of my life
I know what it takes to break you (I know what it takes to break you down) And I'll kill everything that made you (I know what it takes to break you down)
I know what it takes to break you And I'll kill everything that made you
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:20:35 GMT -5
Penetrate
I've got nothing to penetrate And I've got nothing to elevate I can't seem to concentrate Cause I've got nothing to consecrate.
I wouldn't know the solution. Cause this ain't my revolution. I practice my prostitution And spread the people's pollution.
I've got nothing to mediate And I've got nothing to dedicate I can't seem to separate Cause I've got nothing to liberate.
I wouldn't know the solution. Cause this ain't my revolution. I practice my prostitution And spread the people's pollution.
I've got no one to aggravate And I've got no one to emulate You want me to assimilate But I'm not going to imitate.
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:20:57 GMT -5
Backstander
I wish I was free now You drive me into a place Where I barely can hide from you Moments at a time
You know I never sleep To keep myself away from you I'm always turning around to see you standing on my back
Sometimes I find that my delivery is all the same And when I look at you, I instinctively start the game I never see what you mean when you Start to weep and scream at me Oh no, the ringing in my head again Oh no, you're ripping off my face again
You know I never sleep To keep myself away from you I'm always turning around to see you standing on my back
You're just a pretty face You're just a pretty face
You know I never sleep To keep myself away from you I'm always turning around to see you standing on my back
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:21:18 GMT -5
Eleanor Rigby
Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream, Waits at the window, Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is it for?
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from? All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear. No one comes near. Look at him working Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there. What does he care?
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from? All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people... Ah, look at all the lonely people...
Eleanor Rigby Died in the church and was buried along with her name. Nobody came. Father McKenzie Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave. No one was saved.
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from? All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people... Ah, look at all the lonely people...
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:21:33 GMT -5
2000 Years Of Human Error
I thought you'd tell me the truth But when you opened your mouth out came a family of lies The book we already read Could never helpus from your conglomeration of lies
You probably believe what you told me A never-ending cycle of greed Pass it down to each generation Another flock of sheep to mislead
Scratch me harder Til I bleed God the father Spreads his seed
Liars, liars You sell it all to me lLars, liars I'm what you'll never be
Give me something Something real Everything I see is nothing I can feel Give me something Something real Everything I see is nothing I can feel
Liars, Liars You sell it all to me Liars, liars I'm what you'll never be
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Post by Daemon Rose on Sept 6, 2003 20:21:47 GMT -5
I Hate Today
Slowly he settles down to give them what they want He tries to keep himself together I would slam my head into the ground Before I'd tell you this He turns his head to the floor As it falls away
I'm a product of your hate Just the one that you'd create Is anyone listening to a word I say? I hate today
You taught me everything I know The blame will surely show I tried to keep it down forever
The days have taken years To conquer all my fear I stand before you now Sickened and cut down
I'm a product of your hate Just the one you'd create Is anyone listening to a word I say? I hate today
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