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Gorguts - Colored Sands

Dream Number 7

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Binaural Birds in the Woods (Spring). - Use Headphones

this is how the story goes:
a man is torn apart
time’s catching up with him

and i’m living it

this is how the story ends:
a man caught up in myth
he gets a scrip for some happy pills
and he downs them with a fifth

he scribbles out all his final words
on a cold apartment floor
a vain goodbye to a wasted life

and i’m living it

to hurt the ones who love you
to hurt the ones who try
to love the sick and suffering
to open up your eyes

this is how it really goes:
a man gets out of bed
he shakes off grandiosity
to trudge the day ahead

accepts the flaws that he has to bear
accepts the waning years
accepts the pain of yesterday
and pushes through the fear

and every other hour or so
the pain comes creeping back
but it’s a dull modern pain

and i’m living it

and on and on and on

The Ugly Facade - Living It

The safe haven

ACT I: SCENE 1: EXPELLED 

Wash my hands with the blood of your children. 
Calling me back to my home. 
Filled with your kindred and all their vanities. 
They'll pray for mercy before im done. 

Fountains, mountains. 
Your village will burn. 
Your lovers, your brothers. 
Your children will learn. 

It's our time. Pack your things and get in line. 
It's too late. Get out now or suffer fate. 

Kick the dirt up, and sever head and limb. 
Watch them scrambling like ants. 
I'll be king and they'll be cast away, 
by the time they've unveiled my plans. 

Meadows, shadows. 
I'll leave no stone unturned. 
Teachers, preachers. 
All you've written will burn. 

It's our time. Pack your things and get in line. 
It's too late. Get out now or suffer fate. 
It's our time. Dry your tears here comes the tide. 
It's over. Pack your things and get in line. 

Was it right to give them hope? 
Pouring my blood out to the ones I hate. 
All I feared. 
All I needed. 
All I wanted was peace. 

Leave nothing! 
Pillage all and burn it down! 
GOD save them. 
Push them in and watch them drown. 

It's my time. Harvest burnt with your first born. 
It's my time. Lead your people through my thorns. 
It's my time. At the head. It's time to dine. 
It's my time. Where's my feast and wheres my wine?

Expelled

ACT II: SCENE 2: THE FOOL 

The words spill out like moths. 
And I can hardly breathe. 
I choke upon the wings. 
Of all the dead recieved. 

Beelzebub, the fool. 
His eyes were calling out. 
He spoke the softest poem. 

And carefully he held to the candlelight the things you made me do. 
Paled in comparison the things I'd do to you. 
Mothers say much is fair, but lovers aren't so sure. 
The silver lining left far too ruptured. 

Held to the candlelight a thousand scars to bare. 
Paled in comparison façades you made me wear. 
Ages in agony I sit collecting dust. 
Where there's no way to shine, and guilt is all I trust. 

Tortured and sickening, I sicken those who know. 
No sense in quickening a life meant to end slow. 
So i'll just say goodnight and try to go to sleep. 
You'll never notice me, not even as I weep. 

A thousand painted masks. 
A thousand ways to lie. 
A thousand wingless worms. 
All wriggling inside.

The Fool

this is how the story goes:
a man is torn apart
time’s catching up with him

and i’m living it

this is how the story ends:
a man caught up in myth
he gets a script for some happy pills
and he downs them with a fifth

he scribbles out all his final words
on a cold apartment floor
a vain goodbye to a wasted life

and i’m living it

to hurt the ones who love you
to hurt the ones who try
to love the sick and suffering
to open up your eyes

this is how it really goes:
a man gets out of bed
he shakes off grandiosity
to trudge the day ahead

accepts the flaws that he has to bear
accepts the waning years
accepts the pain of yesterday
and pushes through the fear

and every other hour or so
the pain comes creeping back
but it’s a dull modern pain

and i’m living it

and on and on and on

Deftones' Koi No Yokan on iTunes: http://bit.ly/RGvMiA. More information at http://deftones.com

Lyrics - "Swerve City"

She breaks her horses
With strange distant voices
That travel through the air
They travel through the air

She tames me with her voices
As she plays around with her forces
That travel through the air
They travel through the air

Ooh the distant howling out
Keeps you floating around
Ooh distant howling out forces
Floating around

She breaks her horses
With strange distant voices
That travel through the air
They travel through the air

Koi No Yokan

Swerve City

Afterlife

Roest

The middle path (432hz)

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Binaural Birds in the Woods (Spring). - Use Headphones

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