| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 4:35 | 
|
|||
|
Another rude awakening.
The hard life that's been our school. More of a cruel day's reckonings. Our prime time used up too soon. There is no kindness to waste Why help those crying for more? It spins you around, takes you for a ride. What is the point to even try? Somehow got to learn to accept the rejection. The tired thoughts from troubling. A weary mind from worrying. Your constant fears upon wakening. Your real life left in your dreams. |
||||||
| 2. |
| 3:53 |
|
|||
|
Initiation into a whole other realm of being
Into a new way of becoming Transfiguration A step into the rest A true condition An embrace into the depth Embrace the depth To be where you need to be To be where you want to be To see what you need to see To see what you cannot see Initation Balance beam on the cross Lightbringer to the lost Appreciation of all and nil that's gone An affirmation of what one has become To be where you need to be To be where you want to be To see what you need to see To see what you cannot see |
||||||
| 3. |
| 6:12 |
|
|||
|
tell you something clearly
tell you something real but you tell me nothing you never do nothing real your kind it keeps on cutting division you create now its all exploding soon nothing left to break no hope in complaining all this lay in ruin its a time for mending gathering of the wounds |
||||||
| 4. |
| 4:08 |
|
|||
|
Go ahead and rise above, see how far you get on top.
Held down just to impair you. We know who's ahead of the game. You know who'll get the blame. You're in the grip of the controller. Do you really want it all back? See how far you get on top. Held down just to impair you. It's the fear that you can't do right. See how you lose in your life Cut down, they will impale you. Can you really get it on track? You tried to make it all stop. Time will tell how much they denied you. You just got burnt by the controller. You'll never know how to react. Your sucked to the very last drop. Time will tell what has been denied you. Are you clear in your mind and sight? Are you clear right out of your head? Just angry at the things that have failed you. So you want to get it all back. You tried to make it all last. Tied down to control you. |
||||||
| 5. |
| 4:24 |
|
|||
|
nothing breeds more contempt for this world
than memories now formed every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds for the trials of today i'm no jury really don't care how you feel the pleasant notion of miraculous change drifts into multiple jeers you want the good life you break your back you snap your fingers you snap your neck seconds drip thru my hands washed of moments unborn all the spaces between bleed a tribute to a sacrament never exposed a message to the forces, I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel expectations of my daily bread gives me the hunger to steal |
||||||
| 6. |
| 4:33 |
|
|||
|
You make the right moves, I beg to differ
Rather be a fool and see things clearer You found a quick way to fill your pocket That's the way in a world that's lost it To fall in line Its meaningless, mindlessness I beg to differ Disharmony amongst all our brothers That's okay, be true to our grudges No desire to walk beside you Nothing positive when forced upon you (So fall in line) Just fall in line It's meaningless, mindlessness I beg to differ |
||||||
| 7. |
| 3:31 |
|
|||
|
Be careful what you want, it may be what you get.
Careful of yourself, you may just kill yourself. Watch out for all the ruin that you ask for. Being trapped below, is that what you need Careful what you get, it may just get you back. How much more? Relive the nightmares of the past. Think twice about the ruin that you ask for. Still ignoring all the warnings you see? A lifetime wronged you. Dark Signs warned you. Feel me self destruct You're gonna get exactly what you're gonna get. You suffer more and more and then you blame yourself. Those signposts that point to disaster Ignore the signals, you get what you see. |
||||||
| 8. |
| 3:30 |
|
|||
|
time for reward its been so hard just living here
transcend the self remove the sight ending the fear escape the fault widen the gap kill off the facts that are gonna hurt my mind that are gonna stain my soul another worldly device that may ruin me that are gonna ruin my goals that are gonna take its toll another worldly device another worldly release take back myself from this here self the ones that you do must hold some truth to what you should I will perceive the will persists I must omit what's gonna hurt my mind what's gonna stain my soul another worldly device that may ruin me not gonna block my goals not gonna take its toll another worldly device another worldly device more wrong advice another broken promise |
||||||
| 9. |
| 3:35 |
|
|||
|
Diggin' for answers you fall in a hole
Lessons of nonsense shall cast the first stone Pontifical preachings past now quick to forget 'em I'm depending on no one I distrust and oppose Prove you, prove you wrong You can bet on it, I'll prove you wrong Prove you, prove you wrong Depend on it, I'll prove you wrong Quest for solutions You ain't gonna get one here Why waste my breath upon the ears of the deaf man Skeptic acceptance caution Fraudulent cause Dependence on no one best distrust and oppose |
||||||
| 10. |
| 4:31 |
|
|||
|
Waiting impatiently to put together the facts.
Wishing for the best to move slightly against the grain. Upwards. Onwards, I hope I can rebound and flow. I just hoped for one more chance to prove what I can do. You gotta suffer the facts. You gotta face the act. The time for this is true. I gotta close the door on you. It's all come into view. I gotta close the door on you. Hating all similar to all that I've been through. Harping on all particulars that have given me pain. From the onset, the downset, frustration taken its course. Involving all my bitter thoughts in everything I do. |
||||||
| 11. |
| 1:49 |
|
|||
|
The Ways Of Your Way
I'm Lost In Disbelief How Can You Breathe Freely And Look At What You See The Space That You Tread What You Do Perceive Your Objects Of Desire I Know They're Not For Me Not Forgetting All The Crimes All I Can Now Cry Neither Nor The Lesson Your World's Not Mine Your World's Not Mine I See What I Touch Burn In My Own Dreams No Feeling For Your Life Your World Can't Be Seen |
||||||
| 12. |
| 4:55 |
|
|||
|
Playing for the hate team
Shut out, cut out of the mainstream If you like to play victim You play your part so well That's how we'll treat you If it suits you so well Hey now, it's all turning Watch your world burn Hey now, it's all burning Watch your world turn Playing on the hate team Shut out, cut out of the mainstream Playing for the hate team Hate team Hey now, it's all burning Watch your world turn Hey now, it's all turning Watch your world burn If you never felt decent And you feel rather mean Don't wear your hurt so pathetic Let your mind set you free, yeah Playin' on the hate team Shut out, cut out of the mainstream Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? Whose fist is this anyway? |
||||||
| 13. |
| 5:15 |
|
|||
|
Go
You try to take all the challenge Out of all of our lives You make it all too predictable With your white wash lives See, you got to show me the torment And all the despair All those bloodless bullet holes Are more than we can bear Clean sweep, clean sweep Clean sweep, clean sweep With the plastic coverings And the cut-rate display No renewal of the pleasurable With no image of decay You go, you go for the stability And what do you get Some real vivid misfortune A cause now an effect Clean sweep, clean sweep Clean sweep You try to take all the challenge Out of all of our lives You make it all too predictable With your white wash lives See, you got to show me the torment And all the despair All those bloodless bullet holes Are more than we can bear Clean sweep, clean sweep Clean sweep, clean sweep Clean sweep |
||||||
| 14. |
| 5:13 |
|
|||
|
Unconditional soon to be damned
An individual high in demand Institutions fill the begging hands Clean the ashes where we used to stand Uninvited with open arms Complacent walls keeping out all harm I'm bound, unbound, unwound Unconditional Unconditional bad for good Clutching glad hand misunderstood A tight cold grip, eager to pull With a little luck Fake out the rule |
||||||
|
