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Dreams lie smashed again
They've pinned your back to the wall Like faded pictures of what might have been Fate is cruel when dreams, like candles, fade Smashed again down into the gray Despise for a world turned cold No one sees what tomorrow knows There's a shame in blind suffering Dishonor from the inside Find hope from the voice within Clear vision of your own mind Mistakes you wear like your skin You wish you'd never been born Stand up; you can't escape your past But fools will try just to forget From where they came Smashed again down into the gray Despise for a world grown cold No one sees what tomorrow knows No more color to will to fade To see life clearly, regretful nevermore Take the time, make the time There's shame in false victory Dishonor from the inside False pride, all you can't redeem Clear vision of your own mind |
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Blank, their state of mind
The apathy they find leads them into nothing Rotting away, another lost sight today Swallowed into the nothing again Killing yourself, killing your will to be But you don't give a damn Just numb the pain The tightrope now is tread Ambition lying dead, lost in the fire so numbing Numbing decay sucks your will of life away Lost in decay you number your days Swallow the fire, breathe in the black Just one more hit could kill Fulfill the death wish in you Swallow the fire, breathe in the black Another life is wasted, another death is tasted If all the words I've said Could get inside your head Numb to the world of daylight Kill the decay, usher in the light of day Free from the fire you're finding your way And if you choose to live this way I'll count the days 'til you're gone And if you choose to live this way I'll shed no tears when you're gone |
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See the man of hungry mind
Never had a dream to call his own His sin in form of thought He lived to milk the minds of the blind To rule the sea of imagination And the sanity assassin Is coming down to steal your mind So he takes an innocent's vision The blind lead the blind, they say Meet the sanity assassin A trick of mind or the devil's whim On the way to tomorrow's dream He's fading away See the man with the empty soul Never had a face or will of his own So he took another's pride And he made a mask of faults Defensive anger and false emotion And the sanity assassin Is coming down in a stream of black So he takes what he cannot live The black leads the blind astray Meet the sanity assassin A trick of mind or the devil's whim On the way to tomorrow's dream He's fading away Sing your sweet poison, stealer of dreams Bleed your sweet anguish and the form of dreams are born Don't be afraid to dream outside the lines Don't be afraid of painting pictures within your mind Don't be afraid, your path is not of sorrow Don't be afraid, dreams are immortal Rise in the coming tide Wave after wave of sleep crushing down Hopes of the weakened and knowing Awash in the undertow, falling away Listen as the tale begins to now unweave The will of strong mind he'll never deceive I speak the words to lay me down, I am ever strong Against the all-knowing thief of imagination Dreams are immortal |
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When the moon is high across the garden
That's when I'll come to you When the nightshade blooms in your eyes Let my sin pour in you When the forest sings like an angel's choir I'm coming nearer I want to feel your flesh enrapture me And live the politics of ecstasy In the garden there is no fear In the garden of gray we can disappear In the garden where I can feel In the garden, to touch you is so surreal If the moon should pour out of the sky And fill your livid pools If you lay your hands on me gently You won't be misconstrued When you feel the shiver of lust grow deeper I'm coming for you I want to feel my senses sing to me You are the music in my ecstasy I want to love you in the garden of gray Where we can stop the time and drink the ecstasy And when it's done, just traces of the glow The sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy |
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Here I come again like the sun
The question on your thoughts' horizon The quest is in learning theology Pouring logic and opinion in me One step closer Everything comes back to you in time One step closer Some will find the answers Some submit to aggression From the dust of Adam's rib she hides The muse in my tragic comedy of lies Sharpened emotions imprison me Stagnant revulsion for society Come with me, sail the sea of possibilities In liquid karma, I don't mean to alarm you But the future is not written in stone |
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Sometimes, it's so hard to show the way you feel
Sometimes, it seems like the words aren't real Sometimes, it makes no difference what you're trying to say When all the words come out wrong anyway I've said too many words To catch them all in time I've used the hurting words That took away your shine Sometimes, you can't keep from falling in Obscuring waters; against the stream, we swim Sometimes, I feel like drowning just to make you say All of the words you never want to say to me now I've said too many words to catch them all in time I've used the hurting words that took away your shine I've said too many words to make you understand and see There's far too many things that you and I can't say Sometimes, it's so hard to show the way you feel Sometimes, you know the words you say aren't real Sometimes, I hate myself for hating things in you And there's no words to heal; heal all my wounds now |
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A wise man came across the sea
In search of LSD philosophy With open heart and open mind To find the goodness in mankind Bare your soul and you're saved Believe the chosen that dreams in rage Chemicals improve the view Visions now have bloomed in you Windowpane is suffered bliss A psychedelic kiss Show to me your ideology Do you perceive or are you sleeping? Timothy Leary, where are you now The world needs you, we're going down In translation they used the key Altered visions, Tao Teh Ching Open sky to paint their dreams And see as did Lao Tzu Melt away all the hate and pain Mission is clear, awake the dreaming Go to sleep child, and dream When Timothy Leary first started speaking out in the sixties people didn't understand what he was trying to say some people didn't want to understand him the establishment wanted to kill him they wanted to suppress him squash him like a bug we always want to kill what we do not understand all he was trying to say was that we need to realize our inner harmony to see things in a different way to truly be free... Electric religion Timothy Leary's dead |
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Hey, just what have you become
With a cash vindication Do you think that buys salvation's end? Do you see through me? I'm the plastic face on you screen Mind control They say that we're in the final days Religion is power Because most of us feel like rats in a maze Do you worship me? I'm a bastard saint, I'm a sycophant A parasite that lives for just one goal Mind control Send your money to Jesus Christ Mail order your eternal life Bend your mind, make you turn around Don't believe it when they tell you That eveng god needs money God needs money from you Shame can't even make them learn They feed off the weak And if there's a hell they're gonna burn On your screen they worship me I'm a bastard saint, I'm a sycophant A parasite that lives for just one goal Mind control Hey, just what have you become With a cash vindication Do you think thy buys salvation's end? Do you see worship me? I'm a bastard saint of the color green |
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