| Angels lie to keep control. [Locked] |
[12 Jan 2009|05:56pm] |
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music |
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Slipknot | This Cold Black. |
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Mother nature is a Coward
(Mother nature is a whore)
No more presence
No more power
(I pray for death, by the hour)
Cut another smile into me
(Into me is all you are)
My artifice won't recognize me
(You won't find me anymore)
Post-traumatic war machines
The pessimists still won't believe
Throw me away for my past mistakes
It's all I came to feel
Let my weapons be your CHILDREN
Let my armies be your DAMNED
Try to suffer on in silence
Try to stop me if you can..
Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion
Sufficient
Some day, one day
We'll live our lives again.
My ghosts have found their way back home
I have every right to kill my own
I am something now that never could exist
My anguish conquers all
Pay the price and watch me fall
My only key is broken
My broken key is only me
Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion
Sufficient
Some day, one day
We'll live our lives again.
You utter waste of tired flesh
It doesn't matter if you can't progress
Even now they still create me
Give me your ignorance;
Irritate me.
I am made of the same debris
You want it all -- but you didn't want me.
Hypocrite with no real use
I'm alive; what's your excuse?
Pneumatic destroyer
Pathetic seducer
Distortion
Sufficient
Some day, one day
We'll live our lives again..
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