There are vivid images...
..Sleeping deep inside my soul.
Why are they bleeding in my eyes?
It is like breeding the blind.
Everyone is needing to get high.
Are they greedy...
..For one last ride?
Maybe they are feeding...
..For a life worth of pride.
It is the breathing part...
..That we are born in.
Time is creeping up on us...
..As the war is on the rise.
There are two paths we can go on.
One is a destructive tomb.
The other is a reconstruction room.
Could we forget about the doom?
Many holes still remain in the loom.
The swiss cheese is so much in the bowl.
I just watch as time folds...
..And always have a story that is told.
I know there is a glory inside...
..This tormented soul of mine.
Life is not always a pot of gold.
Is that how the water really flows?
Or is this how the wind always blows?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
There is a life that I crave.
Fortunes have lost their fame.
So many souls...
..That freaks have to pray for.
This is not the love...
..That is the key in the door.
Was this supposed to be...
..The dove to sacrafice?
Run child...
..Because the sun will soon rise.
We have wings to fly with.
Just let the bottle spin.
Mmm, Death lost it's grip.
Life is not a myth.
It is the light that shows the grip.
The blood is where our bodies...
..Spill into the rotting coffin.
The black hole always catches a kill.
Why are they destroying...
..All the wind mills we created?
The warrior was never taught...
..A life in what is right and wrong.
So what took so long?
Just one drop of love...
..And we can sing the right song.
Could we burn the rotting logs now?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
The mind is not a crystal ball.
Soldiers were not meant to fall.
Could we just stand tall?
The land with the wall...
..Could watch people crawl.
Shooting people was not meant for a law.
Just give me the phone...
..so I can give my angel a call.
Death has a large maw.
The burning barge...
..Is what I saw that night.
The fire was the light.
So many bodies hung on the wires...
..And their lungs suffer.
Ooo, I think I found my lover.
She saved me from this darkness...
..That we both went under for.
I can grow...
..When she holds my heart together.
Mmm, I will peice back together...
..The soul that she felt shatter.
Misery was what made my blood...
..Splatter to the ground.
Her voice is my only sound of life.
What kind of crowd do we live in?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
I want a river full of love.
She is the giver of doves.
I have to admit...
..That I am a sinner of polluted lungs.
Why is my body growing thinner?
Are they going to stop...
..Throwing lies in my Angel's face?
Please stop this world of pain.
Greed is killing our flame.
Stop spilling lives.
Mmm, we need a world...
..To start filling souls with love...
..So we can have new places to run to.
This is how we bleed.
Is it enough to stop greed?
Faith is our life for a new creed.
Stop these dreadful nightmares...
..And become brand new dreams.
I am not trying to preach.
I am not trying to grieve.
I am only crying to be free.
My angel and I...
..Are striving to feel a need...
..To bleed deep inside our hearts.
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"Ever have this feeling, while sleeping, that something is staring down at you ? Shadows often move on the walls. Swirl like eyes just creeping on ye every way possible. It's like we are being watched in the darkness and never know what lurks. Yes, I admit, I am scared to fall asleep just from that feeling of bieng alone."
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..Sleeping deep inside my soul.
Why are they bleeding in my eyes?
It is like breeding the blind.
Everyone is needing to get high.
Are they greedy...
..For one last ride?
Maybe they are feeding...
..For a life worth of pride.
It is the breathing part...
..That we are born in.
Time is creeping up on us...
..As the war is on the rise.
There are two paths we can go on.
One is a destructive tomb.
The other is a reconstruction room.
Could we forget about the doom?
Many holes still remain in the loom.
The swiss cheese is so much in the bowl.
I just watch as time folds...
..And always have a story that is told.
I know there is a glory inside...
..This tormented soul of mine.
Life is not always a pot of gold.
Is that how the water really flows?
Or is this how the wind always blows?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
There is a life that I crave.
Fortunes have lost their fame.
So many souls...
..That freaks have to pray for.
This is not the love...
..That is the key in the door.
Was this supposed to be...
..The dove to sacrafice?
Run child...
..Because the sun will soon rise.
We have wings to fly with.
Just let the bottle spin.
Mmm, Death lost it's grip.
Life is not a myth.
It is the light that shows the grip.
The blood is where our bodies...
..Spill into the rotting coffin.
The black hole always catches a kill.
Why are they destroying...
..All the wind mills we created?
The warrior was never taught...
..A life in what is right and wrong.
So what took so long?
Just one drop of love...
..And we can sing the right song.
Could we burn the rotting logs now?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
The mind is not a crystal ball.
Soldiers were not meant to fall.
Could we just stand tall?
The land with the wall...
..Could watch people crawl.
Shooting people was not meant for a law.
Just give me the phone...
..so I can give my angel a call.
Death has a large maw.
The burning barge...
..Is what I saw that night.
The fire was the light.
So many bodies hung on the wires...
..And their lungs suffer.
Ooo, I think I found my lover.
She saved me from this darkness...
..That we both went under for.
I can grow...
..When she holds my heart together.
Mmm, I will peice back together...
..The soul that she felt shatter.
Misery was what made my blood...
..Splatter to the ground.
Her voice is my only sound of life.
What kind of crowd do we live in?
This is how I bleed deep inside.
I can breath in the cool air.
There is too much greed.
All I want to do is be free.
Is the cup over flowing...
..To become my own creed.
Am I supposed to bleed deep inside?
It is cold on the streets.
The nose is clear to smell...
..All the blood on the bells.
I need a miracle...
..For the life I fell for.
There is a light I can see.
Many bleed...
..But it is inside of me...
..That becomes the free angel.
I want a river full of love.
She is the giver of doves.
I have to admit...
..That I am a sinner of polluted lungs.
Why is my body growing thinner?
Are they going to stop...
..Throwing lies in my Angel's face?
Please stop this world of pain.
Greed is killing our flame.
Stop spilling lives.
Mmm, we need a world...
..To start filling souls with love...
..So we can have new places to run to.
This is how we bleed.
Is it enough to stop greed?
Faith is our life for a new creed.
Stop these dreadful nightmares...
..And become brand new dreams.
I am not trying to preach.
I am not trying to grieve.
I am only crying to be free.
My angel and I...
..Are striving to feel a need...
..To bleed deep inside our hearts.
_____________________________________
"Ever have this feeling, while sleeping, that something is staring down at you ? Shadows often move on the walls. Swirl like eyes just creeping on ye every way possible. It's like we are being watched in the darkness and never know what lurks. Yes, I admit, I am scared to fall asleep just from that feeling of bieng alone."
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