Under The Bed

I turn off the light and I dash into bed 
I pull the covers high over my head 

I observe a moment of silence before I peek out of the nightly suspense
 
To make sure every blanket's away from the floor 
Once my task is finished I don't worry any more

I don't want anymore because I know what lives underneath my bed
and I'm quite alright with him having big teeth
 
Being very hungry big and strong 
For he told me once that he can get along as long as I'm all good 
Never dangling an arm or foot down to the floor 

I have no cause for alarm 
I can sleep safely because my enemy is also a protector 
He eats all
You see, he makes no exception for you or me

(Interlude 1)

Turn off the light
Then I dash
into my bed 
Pull the covers off my head
High over my head

I observe a moment of silence 
before I peek out 
Deathly suspense
Deathly suspense
To make sure that every blanket's away from the floor

I know my task is finished 
I don't worry no more
Good I know what lives beneath
And I'm quite alright and having a ball

(Interlude 2)

I turn off the light 
Dash into bed
I pull the covers high over my head
I observe a moment of silence 
I peek out in the deathly suspense

Make sure every blanket is secure
Once my task is finished I don't worry anymore

Cause I know what lives underneath
I know what lives beneath my bed
Beneath my bed

I'm quite alright with him having big teeth 
and being very hungry and strong

He told me once before that we can get along
As long as I'm never dangling an arm or a foot
Down to the floor

I can sleep safely because my enemy is also asleep

Under The Bed

GROOVE

The man in the alley is insane
Syphilis eats away at his brain
Stalking in the dark of the night
The man always stays out of sight
Until he's on the attack

Women of the night are his kind
Vile and filthy screams in his mind
Heels on the cobble come his way
Blade in hand, he's ready to play  
He's a scream of a sight
Evil strikes out of the night
The man is on the attack

In a frenzy with blinding speed
She's pulled from the street
Flesh cut to the bone
A short scream a moan
The man has attacked and silenced a hoar

Overwhelmed with joy at her last breath
Peace and calmness felt by her death
He leaves her body under the gas lamp
He slips away into the night
He fades out of sight
He'll surface again on the next night
He'll watch and wait again
He never fails to find the next victim
The man is on the attack

Groove

Empty Room

Empty room
Dead girl
White sheets
Scarlet stains
Throat a bloody mess
But yet there it is
No evidence
Of the killer

No finger prints
No DNA
No nothing
He has escaped
Without a trace
and all that's left is a bloody mess

Empty Room
Yeah Yeah
White Sheets
Scarlet stains

Empty Room

Little Masochist

Silly little masochist 
Spitting up her heart
Wishing she were talented 
Wishing she was smart
Slice and bite and beat herself all above the knee
Never swim and never cry then no one will ever see

No one ever does
No one will see
No one ever does


Stupid little masochist 
Tearing out her eyes
Punishment brings success 
Perfection carries lies
Tell them all it was the cat 
Conjure up some cheer
Fill your life with silent screams that no one will ever hear

No one ever does
No one will hear  
No one ever does


Crazy little masochist 
Cutting up her wrist
Pushing down with all her might as hands turn into fists
Blood is pouring out her veins 
Can't help but stop and stare
Knowing if she died tonight that no one would ever care

No one ever does
No one will care
No one ever does

Little Masochist

Grounds of the Innocent

Time stops and stands still
Each day seems like a year
I'm lost and can't be found
Cold empty and alone

It holds me down
It won't let go
There's no escaping
It consumes me
Until there's nothing left

I may look fine but on the inside I'm full of death

My eyes close 
I'm holding memories and hatred
My slumber all alone in my head so silent

I can't explain the way my tears run
If I let go of my pain I'll cease to be

Into the plague
War is coming I can hear it in my heart
Blood will flow along the grounds with the innocent

War is coming I can hear it in my heart
Blood will flow along the grounds
Of the innocent I can't deceive the darkness anymore
I'm letting go
 -  I'm losing control of myself

Grounds of the Innocent

My life's bro, John Saliba's creation - Coming Around. Piano and vocals. I took care of the rest. A tribute to John's late nephew.

It's getting dark now
I turn down the lights
Time to feel the sting now
and then I'll feel alright

I see the birth for me
I really like that dream
Blowing Westerly
Facing to the East

I'm coming around
I'm coming around
I'm coming around
It's turning around

What have you done here
and how did you get so low
It's not the final chapter
It's not your time to go

A flame sparks the night for me
To heat melt and glow
A hand reaches down for me
Reaches down below

I'm coming around
I'm coming around
I'm coming around
It's turning around

Ooh, you picked me up and held me up
I came around, I came around

I'm coming around
I'm coming around
I'm coming around
It's turning around

It's not the Fall
It's not the hit and run
It's not the End
It does come undone

I'm coming around
I'm coming around
I'm coming around
It's turning around

I'm coming around
I'm coming around
I'm coming around
It's turning around

Coming Around

*A Better Place*

The world is changing at the height of speed
Fighters love and lovers fight
The meaning of love is no longer known
The hate within us is shown

The world is a better place but it's all so worse
The pride of a nation can always be a curse

Violence has subdued so the world is great
Or have all the people been indulged in hate
We know what we speak so there is no truth

The world is changing at the height of speed
Fighters love and lovers fight
The meaning of love is no longer known
The hate within us is shown

The world is a better place but it's all so worse
The pride of a nation can always be a curse

A Better Place

TOXIC

You are the definition of Toxic
You took control and never let go
A constant death grip on my soul

Could you have been any more aggressive?
Only God knows
I know one thing
I left you
As soon as I could

You are the definition of Toxic
I left you as soon as I could
And I'm so glad I did

Toxic

Cat Nap 

In your sleep your quivers quake
Ears nose whiskers shake
Breath starts to beat of a dream in soundly slumber
Stretched like gum
Legs sprawled under
Running
Twitching
Furs all in a flutter
Falls off the bed
Crazy cat I mutter

Cat Nap

Bag Lady

The nights are long and eerie
As she shuffles along the street
Dragging black trash bags while hunting for scraps to eat

Searching for something lost
The memory eludes her
To wander without purpose
Looking for the question
While living the answer

Bag Lady

There's a cold dark corner 
It's in the back of my room
it speaks to me 
It says 
I'm coming for you

I lie on my bed in the fetal position
My eyes are closed and I'm hoping and wishing
Maybe one day my dreams will come true
Where I don't have to be here so down and blue

The corner keeps telling me I'm going to die
All I can do is lie here and cry

As the corner gets closer it takes me in
My soul starts to burn and so does my skin

My bones shall lie there turning to dust
My bed's surrounding nothing but rust

B Flat Blues - The Corner

Incision

Bassically

Human Botany

The End Is Near 

Girls will scream and boys will cry
Days will become as black as night
The sun will fall the moon will bleed
An awful sight for all to see

Seas will rise a crimson tide
Some in fright will pray to die
They cry too late for God to save
They lost their chances along the way
 
Mortal souls are left behind
Only to begin to do their time
Turned to Hell has planet Earth
To take you all for all you're worth

The End Is Near

Scott Meneades - Acoustic Guitars
Steve Purcell - Bass and Electric Guitars
Myron on Drums

Where Does Love Go

IMAGINE 

Imagine a prison without bars, except you can't leave.

Imagine a world with color except you are the only thing that is black and white.
No matter how hard you want it you'll never be a part of that world.

Imagine being tied for eternity to the one person who truly hates you and wants you dead.
Only to find out that person is you.

Imagine watching the worst sitcom ever, over and over, again and again.
Sure it's not so bad at first.
Tell me how you're feeling like, ten years later.

Imagine having attributes of a porcupine.
All you do is say things and do things that hurt everyone, including yourself.

Imagine being lost at sea, almost drowning, and there is a life preserver that
you can almost grasp.
But right as you reach it slips away.

Imagine being in a dark cave with a damp box of matches.
You can get some of them to light.
Not all, but even the ones that light, dissipate after a second.

Imagine hating yourself enough to put a gun to your head.
Echo: (Imagine hating yourself enough to put a gun to your head)

Then imagine pulling the trigger, but instead of a happy ending,
                                   
                                          -->You live<--

Imagine...

SpitBall

The Squat

Questioning (Life)

Each day that passes by never gets any easier
It's kind of strange while comforting to know I'm stuck in repetition
To go through the motions of life without really living
Is this what its all about
I question reason for all I do

Questioning

Mastodon Gray

Scott Meneades: Vocals
Steve Purcell: Everything Else

Always Run From Love

0 = OFF

When days give no satisfaction
And all smiles perceived as lies
When life loses it's attraction
Endless sorrow clouds my mind
Alone I sit and contemplate
I try to make some sense
of the life that I am living
and the time that I have spent
The ghosts swirling around me
In the past it always kicks
those memories of yesterdays
The thoughts that always stick
This sadness is a sickness
and it holds me like a chain as I struggle
I am the rose discarded 
I'm perfect to be thrown
The warmth of love won't soothe me
I am the rose discarded
Imperfect I am tossed
The warmth of love won't soothe me
And the tears won't bring a release
As the nighttime hour consumes me
And my soul yearns for relief

Mustard Gas

A world of eternal pain
I can't tell the things that I've done
I can't relive agaiin

I close my eyes and see the pain that I have caused
I didn't even stop to think
Never even paused

Futile feelings
The years that are gone
I never stopped listening to my forever internal cry

I just keep on hurting
Hurting myself inside
Kept on keeping secrets
Secrets I didn't want to hide

Why didn't I stop it knowing the hurt that I caused
Why didn't I let the guilt let me even pause

Now the guilt is over
My secrets are out
The relief that I'm feeling
I feel like I could shout

The hurt I caused and nothing I did gain
You forgot my guilty pain
I'm sorry for the secret
Of the pain

Why didn't I stop then knowing the hurt I would cause 
Why didn't I feel the guilt let me even pause
Let me even pause
Let me even pause

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