Withered and broken man. So fragile, so frail, so undignified by standards. But they will never break him. He has found his place. This harmless hero
With all the choises we must make I can't see where we went astray And if the truth is to much to hear I'm just a mere satellite away Just tell me everything
That crucifixion meant nothing to me. Just another fairy tale passed down through the centuries. I've heard the myth of how he came to save this world
Remove your hand from my throat My heart is too secure for your insecurities Your pathetic attempt to be mine and his has failed But only by my words
A blank share says it all never mind my unsteady hand Are we really nothing more than the walking decay? Do we have to live this way? Time\'s knife pressed
With your father's blood on your lap and your young hands at the wheel, You drove your father to safety after he made such a messy mistake And your mother
Pull the syringe away from my arm and watch it fall to the floor (I have decided) My tomorrow does not need you All your talk and all your ideals run
The very idea of beauty died so long ago But sometimes I catch a glimpse At the call of your name or the touch of another's hand I see this place as
In a world that preys on weakness and feeds on self esteem We'll eat you alive We will destroy the wall that separates these things that keep you lying
Break out the best china Another one passed on today and his contribution is now etched in time But I wonder... What were his last words to his family
You have to be kidding me It must be buried three inches deep and no one is here to help dig it out And, I am not suprised because they will no doubt
We could have had it all in our studio on 4th street Every morning we rose with hope that we could change the world or at least one mind The songs came
Lay your burden aside. Put your hand in mine (and pray that tomorrow will bring sunshine.) For no one can overcome alone. Hands of hope touch no fear (
I wanna dance and I want to see blood. Dance and we're going to see pain. Written on the face of my innocent child (as he discoveries the mysteries of
Salvation, Salvation. Ignore all my destiny. Signals are not clear. Go on the way I am burning pit of sin. I held no power on my knees as Your vision
Wake from my rest. Open eyes face a new day. Battle to get out of bed. The spirit far from my head. A life wasted sleeping. I don't deserve to rest. I
As the first leaf fell I felt nothing and as my pieces were stripped away I felt free. Nothing the world offered me held importance and nothing You gave
What did I do:to you. To you, what did I do. My brothers through and through never meant to do you no harm. All I wanted was to be your friend, until