SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (F)

A war of becoming / I am sent to fight / In a pit of worms and snakes...

They came from the cold north / Carried on the wings of waves / No one knows the cult...

[Narration:] / Observe the message from the darkside of the moon / Spectral warrior all in icy steel...

What? Damn, you’re right! / Dare is about obsession / It’s something inside...

Hyperstimulated state of strain / The almighty savior remains silent / Catastrophe execution authority...

Awaken, and the illusion begins to dissipate / Exasperated, I begin to see this / It's not one based on one's roots...

Everybody's watching, none of them I've ever met / Starring in the headlines no good news is death / Threats fly through the airmail, e-mail and express...

Dubious and murky / What aligns all parties / Strike swifter, stealthier, neater...

Enter the spirit of the age / Join the masses, run to the hands of corruption / Say the same thing over and over...

Flight of the striker / Flight of the striker / Strike eagle...

Loosing the war I'm feining to win / Though I never tried to to strive deep from within / Life could be beautiful for anybody it's for...

Full moon desire / My soul is on fire / Some say this world...

Got the strangest feeling, something isn't right / I hear peculiar sounds amidst the eerie light / Can someone tell me, who I'm supposed to be...

Silk spun heads / Born anew, a blinding constellation bloom / Joints creak, a waking dream...

The gasping dust / Forest in ruins / Surroundings bound in flames...

Men in line / Now laid bare / Before Christ...

Sipping nectar from the source / Led down a bloodied path / A mirrored helm / a plastic cell...

Reality’s a curtain / A mirrored surface / Concealing what’s beneath us...

Morning dew on a bloated corpse / Distended guts chemmed out for days / Over saturated with deathly fluids...

Fell voice / Foul clouds / Fractured bonds to Mecca...

Lower the drape / Taste the honey / Rotten to the touch...

Robbing my future / erasing my past / Numb for years...

I’ll find you in the wilderness / I’ll eat your steaming heart / Mull over your rotten guts...

Burning thief in the night / Vacuous killer in the dark / Muse of fire...

Vessel reignited / A skeleton of coal / Ash to bone...

It's taken one by one to see what I've become / Been looking at the point of no return / It's when I score and drive that makes me come alive...

À flot. À flot d’informations. Seulement. Sans motion, réaction. Seule, je regarde leurs visages me raconter leurs plus bas fonds, ils sont submergés. Tout s’efface. Est-ce l’ennui qui m’oublie? Et j’imagine, devenir l’être ailleurs. Une fois, combler ce vide. Tout est réel, pourtant si loin. Une fois, m’effacer, au bout des eaux. Et pourtant les images défilent. Mais j’oublie, je dois être ailleurs. Si loin, je dois être ailleurs. Est-ce l’en nui qui m’oublie? Dans l’espace d’un temps, le moment. Je suis eux, nous sommes là. Ma dernière liberté a juste quittée. Un coup de feu me rammène à leur drame. L’odeur humide de l’animal. Fidèle au poste, derrière ma trachée. Agenouillée. Je regarde sans tomber. La tête échevelée gommée. Les yeux vitreux et le sang caillé. Les jeunes enfants effondrés. Les mains au sol. Les corps vidés. Le sang coulé, le sang coulé. Le sang coulé, le ciel griser. Le sang coulé, les têtes tombées. Le sang coulé, les hommes ruinés. Les têtes tombées giglées. Les yeux vitreux et les corps mouillés. Les jeunes enfants appeurês, regards au ciel vers un rêve oubliê. Le sang, sang effacê. Au sol, j’me suis effondrêe. J’imagine, je pense à l’autre ailleurs. Une fois, cette fois. Aurevoir. La tête, echevelée, gommée. Les yeux, vides et desespérés. Les mains, mortes, inanimées. Le sang, le sang. Ruisseller....

How can you find yourself. Betrayed. For this single target. Perfection has made it worth while? Trying. Stand when all else falls. Away. Wrong ideals. An abolishing curse. Sickness has become a goal. Engage. In combat with yourself. I want to know. What you ache for. I want to know. Have you touched the center of your own sorrow? Your chosen lifestyle drives you to. Pursue the achievement of what they see. Survive the devastation that they wreak. Why can’t you see what’s beauty? Stand when all else falls away. You can disappoint another. To be true to yourself. The new culture of death. Pain. An addiction. Pain. Why can’t you see? Pain. An abolishing curse. Sickness has become a goal. How can you find yourself. Betrayed. Perfection. What makes it worth? Beauty, even when it’s not pretty. You have been opened by life’s betrayals. In your fear. Freezing cold. All for your dreams your heart just stopped. Your heart just stopped. Your chosen lifestyle drove you to. Pursue the achievement of what they see. Survive the devastation that they wreak. You lived in the eyes of the others. Enslaved by their social standards. Why couldn’t you see who you were?...

Blacked out. Urge not to live. I used to have. A shade of my own. Life has consumed. What was mine. I struggle being significant. Almost unknown. A stranger to this face of the earth. I’m waiting for you. You’ll realize what you just lost. I’ll steal. Your most precious memories, my delicacy fantasies. I’ll taste you, my delicacy fantasies. I’ll taste you. A taste of you. I’m surrounding you. Your depression will be delightful. Looking for the open flame in your eyes. I’ll carve your heart out. You’ll realize what you just lost. I’ll steal. Your most precious memories. My delicacy fantasies. I’ll taste you. My delicacy fantasies. I’ll taste you. My delicacy fantasies. A severe hunger. Has slaved me. A meager sacrifice. To feed my wounds. A conquest. For pleasures. Has left me empty. Depraved. I raise. Depraved. Nothing to be found. A world to be drawn. A conquest. For pleasures. Has left me starved. Irrational. I’ll devour your hope. I’ll suck your faith. I’ll carve your heart out. I’ll taste you. To feed my wounds....

Walk. No time. Take from the nest. Dressed in a white outline. Just to show you have your life. Lift your confidence. Your path’s around your neck. Consume. He wants. What he wants. When he wants it. The cheapest cost. Would be worth enough. It’s painted in his brother’s blood. Working through the dark. Just to fill basic needs in life. A faceless shadow left. The ruin of my bare hands. The need. To advance in all. A black eye is needed. A cycle maintained. The sky was black. And the air growing. In her hand. Cold. Falling. On the ground. Her work. Printed with a picture. She once loved. He needs. What he believes. Is inescapable. Why? Eyeless sight. Why? Mindless acts. Walk. No time. Wise. Taken from the nest. Do you believe as human beings that we’ve progressed? You’re wrong. The sky was black. And the air growing. In her hand. Cold. Rush back home....