Bring out the dead. Bring you all out Hollowed on the inside; Filled from without - Nonsensical Non sequitur aside. Bask in what you are fed On the glory of who you are. Your American Religion, Steeped in all the mysticism Colonel Sanders has to offer In this government of the people. Buy the people. For the people?

Bring out the dead. Bring you all out Hollowed on the inside; Filled from without - Non-sensical Non-sequitor aside. Bask in what you are fed On the glory of who you are. Your American Religion, Steeped in all the mysticism Colonel Sanders has to offer In this government of the people. Buy the people. For the people?

Bring out the dead. Bring you all out Hollowed on the inside; Filled from without Nonsensical Non sequitur aside. Bask in what you are fed On the glory of who you are. Your American Religion Steeped in all the mysticism Colonel Sanders has to offer In this government of the people. Buy the people. For the people?

Bring out the dead. Bring you all out Hollowed on the inside; Filled from without Non-sensical Non-sequitor aside. Bask in what you are fed On the glory of who you are. Your American Religion Steeped in all the mysticism Colonel Sanders has to offer In this government of the people. Buy the people. For the people?

Deep down with splintering shards Fear Raining down Breaking me apart To the tattered flesh Disemboweling And moving deeper Seeping inside Blistering once glistening heart Nothing left But the simple query For you to bury This torturous disease And free me from it

Deep down with splintering shards Fear Raining down Breaking me apart To the tattered flesh Disemboweling And moving deeper Seeping inside Blistering once glistening heart Nothing left But the simple query For you to bury This torturous disease And free me from it

I've never seen that man Standing on the corner Just watching Looking aimlessly Lost Covered with the Spice of life And displayed in that Toothless grin Grotesque Yet alarmingly charming

peace betrayed somber night spent tossing visions remembrances looking past fallen heroes for something more of a sign something more than a sign thinking of how the simple choices made and unmade burst forth with complexity an irony of sorts thinking of spring days and cool spring nights the sight of a Rose so tempting but not wanting to look for its thorns lightning flashes a storm in early warning afraid for the Rose even for the thorns but more for myself and the rains to come hiding insi...

peace betrayed somber night spent tossing visions rememberances looking past fallen heroes for something more of a sign something more than a sign thinking of how the simple choices made and unmade burst forth with complexity an irony of sorts thinking of spring days and cool spring nights the sight of a Rose so tempting but not wanting to look for its thorns lightning flashes a storm in early warning afraid for the Rose even for the thorns but more for myself and the rains to come hiding ins...

Fade away Fade to black Fade to nothing But don't fade my love Breaking the boundaries Climbing over fences A breech of the heart To feed on its anguish To feed on its pain Screaming in agony and horror Only wanting to be touched Only wanting to be held Only wanting to be loved But left Only wanting