Do you see what I see? Truth is an offense Your silence For your confidence Do you hear what I hear? Doors are slamming shut Limit your imagination Keep
Lights are dim, my tearful windows Through which no emotions pass Starvation of senses claws my soul Answer me, are these walls my only shelter? From
Its Progress Has No Limits And Neither Do The Eyes Of The Subterranen Cynic The One Who Must Hide For All This Time He Has Chosen A War Path He Will End
burnst in synch Give way delay charge Chemical timers are now set Once on the surface reconnaissance picks him up on the scope Subterranean specialist
Share bride, failing star Care line, care line Care line, care line driving me Shirley, Shirley, Shirley own Share bride failing star
story Benny stole the sign right off the club caravan Becker got a job Erin went out on the nob Knucklehead went to jail again A subterranean perfume
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement thinking about the government The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off Says
our vice We are not content to judge unfit to moralize We're on the outside looking in Unbreakable in all we are Enemy of the sun we are the subterranean
My tears fall like rain From the longlasting pain When I look at your eyes My heart just dies Beauty divine I hope you'll be mine Open your arms For all
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement thinking about the goverment the man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off, says
vice We are not content to judge or fit to moralize We're on the outside looking in unbreakable in all we are Enemy of the Sun we are the subterranean
(As for those) in the basement (Marijuanas) the medicine (And those) on the pavement (Burning down the false) government The man in the trench coat Badge
Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says
The breath of the morning I keep forgetting the smell of the warm summer air I live in a town where you can't smell a thing You watch your feet for cracks
(Bowie) Share bride failing star Care-line care-line care-line care-line driving me Shirley, Shirley, Shirley own Share bride failing star
burst in synch Give way delay charge Chemical timers are now set Once on the surface reconnaissance picks him up on the scope Subterranean specialist
cold Tortured is my soul... Subterranean - Son of the winternight Subterranean - In the black depth I wait to rise Subterranean - In the coldest mist so dark Subterranean
its progress has no limits and neither do the eyes of the subterranen cynic the one who must hide for all this time he has chosen a war path he will end