lay me down here, I've already dug my grave I'm ready... I'm not living anyway I die in silence-I'm killing to tell the truth you destroy to meet your
s what'cha After, they deserve Oscars they all actors. (Chorus) (Outro) Yeah, it's Crisis man, y'all got a problem man, the game is in A state of crisis
I'm so cold. nothing on the inside. so burn me so cold. no one to hold. so burn this body I'm not feeling anymore. chilling, now I'm turning to stone.
I am not what you think you see. one of the hunted. I am a ghost living in this walking death. one of the hunted. I am game to the most vicious prey.
...met up with my soul again on a cold dark road. it got tired of me a long time ago. (so I've been living alone) do you know what it is to be dead like
...I NEED and it's never-ending. (who am I? wasted. who am I this time? I REGRET every moment and I mourn every piece of memory that I've lived this way
(the horizon closed down...) what did you see before the world went dark? I know I have no home now, (no place to hide). my home is in your space, STRANGER
denial of something you are the only statue left let the games begin... cold and solid your stone is almost stronger than let the games begin... I am
I'm on the move again through fire and ash. I'll burn myself down, then be born again. I remember the coldness of being alive. I want you to feel my burning
This time I'm not going to walk away. This time I'm not going to let you slide. I have to give you what your thirst is for. It's not for your good, it
Tried to stop my progress, set a wall in my path Tried everything possible to make me come in last Wanted so hard to see me fall and to stay down Every
Strength. Born from pain. Beyond that of my flesh. Betrayed, robbed and beaten, but not defeated. Through my search for allies, I have found myself.
Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a side Time's up to decide, now it's time to choose a
Pain, bashed to the floor Ugly, inferior, helpless and worthless A low self-image has been made It's continuously reinforced Barbed words that never leave
Pleasure at the price of madness. With delusion their minds are full. Damned to misery are those who succumb to temptations pull. Their lapse of control
12/31/99. Well into the "Age of Aquarius". Will humanity correct its wrongs or is it the last light into a vast reign of darkness? Set into motion, slowly
Designed to deceive myths of supremacy A climate ingrained of fear and disdain Spawning murderers since time began Borders redefined, the aggressors rule
From birth an existence of agony begins that ends with execution. Intetionally infected with diseases to then try to find cures for humans. Fractured