Eighteen Visions - Best Of [compilation] (2002) by Eighteen Visions (보컬) on maniadb.com

sit down and shut up so i can sing you your fucking love song.
yeah so sit down and listen to me.
i've got something to say.
you took that line with too much pride.
so sit down and listen to me i've got something to say.
i'm not gonna let you die.
the money's on the table baby.
the lunatic sits on the glass.
emotionless and white.
just sit back, relax and hold tight.
you're not the big shot anymore.
it gets worse.
you've taken this too far.
i say i should give up on you.
i say i'm giving up on you.
he makes the cut long and wide.
it hurts to breathe.
your suicide.
so where's your lonely cigarette?


cos it's time to come clean.
you won't have the last laugh.
so chalk up that line and hit it hard.
now can you feel the rush?
that rock hits hard.
hits hard as hell.
now i can see why you left.
the taste there was all too good.
and that gloss across your eyes is just shining way too bright.
no one can help you anymore.
could you come back down?
would you come back down?

worn down to the slate.
i want to taste lead on my lips.
flooded with abscent actions of seductive thoughts.
can you stare at me and tell me these ideas are not profound?
the valves are starting to shut down.
loaded. put it to my head baby.
loaded. put it to my head baby.
understand.
i have a strange killing desire building up within this crush.
watch the rounds spin.


pull the trigger.
its so complex.
and i can taste the lead on my lips.

death to your king in his glorified horror.
killing time.
bathing in his own beautiful sin.
kill your maker and the shadows will unleash a forgotten soul.
releasing the evil within.
the human nature of a bloodbath.
born by the night.
let them take praise to this extinction.
who wears the horns now?
the psychotic thought that you gave us..."kill each other or i will kill you."
he has spoken with a forked tongue.
the prophecies begin to unfold.
you sold your soul to the devil for a day
and now your kingdom has fallen to his reign.
don't you know?
you're the devils advocate...satans' psychotic thought.


and in this dying hour of life,
the prophetic one leads the non-believers into war.
you had it all planned out.
and i saw at winters solace that you tried to freeze hell over.
laugh at me while i burn in ecstasy.
laugh at me while i burn.
one true armageddon.
god is his own antichrist.

read. learn. love. hate. fist. fuck. remember. rape. flesh. burn. scar. murder. innocent. cry. laugh. face.
smash. kill the smile. bones. broken. wound. heal. die memories. gone.
you couldn't suffer on an angels wing today.
it slowly drains you. paralyzing cancer.
its hard to let go and it broke you down.
look into your oblivion...i turn away.
weakness your desire.
i have no strength left to face you.
deformed reflections.
that of a broken man with a broken addiction.
a broken soul. your broken hope.
lifeless. dead.


blackmind insanity.
absent thoughts to nosebleed.
break his silence.
the breath of the dead angel has spoken forevermore.

tears fill my eyes.
tears of sorrow as i watch the rosewood heal from the hole i just burned.
bow down. this ugly scar will mend itself again,
but when will its figure die?
pierced through the heart.
i watch the red elixir spill from the center of its life.
i depict eighteen visions for its demise.
not even water can bring back two thousand years of life i've watched die.
rise to your glory on the third day.
you are not my christ.
rise. utopia.


damned to hell.
i rest this figure of ideal perfection.
there will be no funeral for this profane existence.
always on the left hand path.

flying high through midnite sky on your way back down.
induced. drunk and suicidal.
diana's gone.
watch the figures fall and crumble.
watch that fucker snap.
there goes the end of your rope.
that fucker just snapped.
it fucking snapped.
is that where your heart stops?
ride the horse.
you're dead in your car.
get off the horse.
beloved victim's faces cold.
you can't see them.
the dreams and lives that lay within.
saturated.
beloved victim's stories told.
you'll just read them.
execution at its best.


a dynasty lost again and the world shuts down at the sight of a car crash.
and where does the chase end?
everyone is watching you.
this is where your life takes a turn for the worst.
it just took a turn for the worst.
shed your tears and live your lives through theirs.
its all a part of the game.
is there someone inside of me who really cares?
or do i even give a good god damn?
political figures rise in their passing hour
to break your system with mass poluted minds and television.
now let the boddies be burried and with them...pieces of you.

Smell the rose, sweet inspiration
Does it make you want to fuck?
Then go fuck yourself, you're scarred
With imperfection but aren't we all?

Harder, does it feel good?
Oh, how we love the pain
Consume, buy yourself love
Love doesn't want you

It hurts but I was born into this
Love hurts, makes me hate you
Make me fuck them corrupt minds
Thoughts and feelings beauty

Fuck it hard, harder, fuck me, I have
Our love is dead, pain orchestrates this art
Sometimes I feel but I can't feel
Unwanted by my virgin

And I'll slice my throat on a thorn
Of the dead rose you left me with
And on our last kiss
She leaves a bitter taste in my mouth

Dead rose