How easy it is to state a point. Words become knives and guns become eyes. Shoot them down and slit their throats. Live their life and then you'll know. Shoot them down and slit their throats. Live...
On a mountain road of stone Preachers cry out all alone Body in their blood runs thin All the time he's cashing in Long hours under the sun Nothing left for anyone but him, oh no Full power Never...
I'm so restless These walls drain my thoughts Room 3-0-7 I can't find my way out It used to be my home This cage, far from my comfort zone Alive but without control Fear is taking hold I should cross...
A shake is coming leaving not one brick or stone in full form. Waves of terror are foreseen, rebellion flashes before your eyes. Great monuments lay as rubble, the dust has not yet settled, relentless...
The path grows wild behind me Something stalking Stalking around me You have found me I’ll break the hour glass To free the sands That I gathered For nothing Carve your name under my skin The mark of...
Look familiar? No. Me either. I do not believe I have been to this planet before. There's no sign of any settlements, or at least nothing recent. Other than the smoke from that camp fire. Oh, yes...