from the album "Good Apollo I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness"
ALWAYS & NEVER
If beauty sits the child's kiss of laughter I amend, can you catch her if she run?With this I would share with you, all of this count to no end.
Behind your sealed eyes you miss all that I've done for you, will you catch me when I run?
If timing play evident, what will you say when you're late?
Stay with me and fall asleep, pray to God for no bad dreams.
Here, I'm still waiting here, my dear, for one kiss from you.
So here, I'm still waiting here, my dear, to kill all of you.
WELCOME HOME
You could have been all I wanted, but you weren't honest, now get in the ground.You choked off the surest of favours, but if you really loved me you would have endured my world.
Well, you're just as I presumed, a whore in sheep's clothing, fucking up all I do,
And if so here we stop, then never again; will you see this in your life?
Hang on to the glory at my right hand; here laid to rest, is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion, you seem to take premise to all of these songs.
You stormed off to scar the Armada, like Jesus played letter, I'll drill through your hands.
The stone for the curse you have blamed me, with love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep.
But if you could just write me out to neverless wonder, happy will I become.
Be true that this is no option, so with sin I condemn you, demon play, demon out.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand; here laid to rest, is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion you seem to take premise to all of these songs.
One last kiss for you, one more wish to you, please make up your mind, girl, I'd do anything for you.
One last kiss for you, one more wish to you, please make up your mind, girl, before I hope you die.
TEN SPEED (OF GOD'S BLOOD & BURIAL)
I can feel it in the way your blood and heart beats, or is it in the way your body moves?(My body's cold and it thinks that I'm already gone, I'd like to tell you but I think that you already know.)
The words I drag out from your mouth speak (so listen up, world),
In her vision I have given company. (They see no evil in leading their bodies from home.)
Believer, you'll leave her, in leaving them all (no, but I don't buy it).
Like anything you do, as anyone you are, Ten Speed, if I must then I must.
If written wrote me even chance and the choice to save you, I wouldn't answer if it even had to ask.
In her figure I've instilled a taste of my own (so listen up, world),
To make it easier to take what life I'm owed (as the curse has returned from the hell of your heart and your soul).
Believer, you'll leave her, in leaving them all (no, but I don't buy it).
Like anything you do, as anyone you are, Ten Speed, if I must then I must.
Nobody knows but you, cause I don't want to ride tonight, no, I don't want to go,
I don't want to ride tonight, or maybe I don't want to go.
('But are you going to kill her off?'
'It's not your decision; I love the character, she stays.'
'Yeah, well the only thing love's done is put you in this position. I say kill her off!'
'Yeah, but you say a lot of things. And how does that work? You're a bicycle.')
Believer, you'll leave her, in leaving them all (no, but I don't buy it).
Like anything you do, as anyone you are, cause I'm Ten Speed, of God's blood and burial.
CROSSING THE FRAME
Home, a silence between glares that stutters words misleading here, give me all you got with one shot sent to lend me,No, here across the grass between the glass, I know that you're not the one I left to wait here helping.
I left in a sudden rush and never said why, you couldn't know that I had no goodbyes.
But I wish that you were, I'm spying on you, Newo, the way that you would have been if I stayed here at home.
I'm giving it up, Newo, how important I could have been to you.
Press the steps I take to cross your door frame if you decide to answer when my fist rings hello.
I left in a sudden rush and never said why, you couldn't know that I had no goodbyes.
But I wish that you were, I'm spying on you, Newo, the way that you would have been if I stayed here at home.
I'm giving it up, Newo, how important I could have been to you.
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams, you won't believe me if I told you so.
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams, you won't believe me, I wouldn't if you told me so.
APOLLO I: THE WRITING WRITER
In these words that crash my ears, I now stomach this in fear, with the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son,Who by fire I would come, through this wire I might cut, atop this tower of loss and lust.
I'll gravitate towards you, I will in the now hate you.
I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before, I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord.
If my shame spills our worth across this floor, then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star Four,
Only I don't even think of you, no I don't want to think of you anymore, goodnight, tonight, goodbye.
In my presence you might wake, through this fiction I must fake, your death to grace the face of my character.
With these lessons he might learn, all the worlds from here must burn, for as God demands in the end we miss.
If my shame spills our worth across this floor, then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star Four,
Only I don't even think of you, no I don't want to think of you anymore, goodnight, tonight, goodbye.
(There is no room for mistakes, my children, for as I have been told, today is the day I die.
I'm sorry I never played the part as your father, as I should have, and from the looks on your faces, it seems that's all you've ever asked of me.
It is time for you to go into these worlds alone, with all of my love. I'm sorry, but I love you all so very much.)
I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before, I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord.
I don't want to go, so come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own, so cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
ONCE UPON YOUR DEAD BODY
If hello could only drop its O, and it stayed in the front door's way of your home, would you live there still?Could that make you everything I hate?
Wait, do you remember why you did it? (No, I don't.) Do you remember why she left?
No, I hope you die right now, will you drink my chemical?
Is there price to burn this paradise, where you left all parts that hurt to mend?
If I don't stay awake, will she come here again for my wish of only one last kiss?
Do you remember why you did it? (No, I don't.) Do you remember why she left? (Unless you did what you thought would be friend.)
I hope you die right now, will you drink my chemical?
And if you cry out loud, it'll only make me feel too good.
Once upon your dead body.
WAKE UP
I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again, I wish that I could stay, but you argue.More than this I wish you could have seen my face in backseat staring out the window.
I'll do anything for you, kill anyone for you.
So leave yourself intact, cause I will be coming back; in a phrase to cut these lips, I love you.
The morning will come, in the press of every kiss with your head upon my chest,
Where I will annoy you with every waking breath until you decide to wake up.
I've earned through hope and faith the curves around your face, that I'm the one you'll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us, then this I pray to you wherever.
I'll do anything for you, this story is for you; I'll do anything for you, kill anyone for you.
(Cause I'd do anything you want me to for you.)
So leave yourself intact, cause I won't be coming back; in a phrase to cut these lips, I loved you.
The morning will come, in the press of every kiss with your head upon my chest,
Where I will annoy you with every waking breath until you decide to wake up.
THE SUFFERING
Is there a word or right to say, even in this old fashioned way?Go make your move, girl, I'm not coming home.
Would things have changed if I could have stayed, would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues, day to day with my collar up.
Decision sits so make it quick, a breath inhaled from an air so sick.
I cursed the day that I had learned of the web you spun, you had your hold til bleeding.
If it was up to me I would have figured you out way before the year clocked out, I hope you're waiting.
If it was up to me I would have never walked out, so until the sun burns out, I hope you're waiting.
Would we have lived as a child would care, with this vial to drink I dare, only to cry all alone with your taste on tongue?
(Where have you been if it hurts to be forgiving?)
Should we try this again with hope, or is it lost, give up the ghost,
And should I die all alone as I knew I would (then burn in hell, young sinner)?
If it was up to me I would have figured you out way before the year clocked out, I hope you're waiting.
Listen well, will you marry me (not now, boy), are you well in the suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts, you may be invited, girl, but you're not coming in.
Listen well, will you marry me (not now, boy), are you well in the suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts, I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in.
If it was up to me I would have figured you out way before the year clocked out, I hope you're waiting.
If it was up to me I would have never walked out, so until the sun burns out, I hope you're waiting.
Listen well, will you marry me (not now, boy), are you well in the suffering?
You've been the most gracious of hosts, I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in, and you're not coming in.
THE LYING LIES & DIRTY SECRETS OF MISS ERICA COURT
They move too fast to be words behind your teeth, the give and go of most your memories,But I'm not the one that they need pray for, if I've got it all then what does do?
Leave it alone, that once little boy we used to know; are you willing, well?
Help, now off to the hell your God has sold to find that never again will you rely
On the word of your friends in the unwritten end, for when you go they won't be following.
Now sell all your friends for the unwritten end, cause when you go they won't be following him.
I'll move the knife to show you of my cut, with the worst of truth from here I drew no blood,
So you're not as real, just what I thought up, you're just a page I'll burn from a book
That has nothing to show of that once little boy we used to know, am I killing you?
Help, now off to the hell your God has sold to find that never again will you rely
On the word of your friends in the unwritten end, for when you go they won't be following.
Now sell all your friends for the unwritten end, cause when you go they won't be following,
I said, when you go they won't be following him.
Believe it or not, you'll know when this ends and how it goes.
Believer, believe it or not, you'll know when it ends and how it goes.
MOTHER MAY I
Did you ever really think that you'd expose the truth that pains the page,And in their asking, did you see their lie, the motive true and earnest side?
Four in the morning, should they wake up or see them precious in this sleep?
Every step should break the same with every move and every need.
So run, little children, play, I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on.
Could you ever really wish of them, one of your games and counts of truth?
With every moment you'll trace the doubt and of the premise what about?
Will they ever really see an end or does it matter now from then?
What of their love for once pronounced and of this love a loss without?
So run, little children, play, I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on.
I should have known.
God only knows when your word isn't pure and the blood on your hands isn't yours.
I won't believe any word that you tell and I won't drink the blood if it spills.
So give them the story they want, you too,
Give them the story they want, a kiss to you girl before you fall down and leave me,
So give them the story they want, you too, before you leave me.
THE WILLING WELL I: FUEL FOR THE FEEDING END
Is this what I wish for those and all they know? Could depend on how coward I should act.If she won't give me the love I came here for, with pen I am armed here to react.
Hey now, what is it, boy, all the things that trouble you, so visit your mirror image of what might have once behaved.
Hey now, what is it, boy, but I won't rest til dead, til dead do you part.
This is how I feel my God from what's been dealt, the flies that flutter fight tonight.
Is it love that I'm feeling or is this hate the same, the emotion's enough to kill the sane.
Hey now, what is it, boy, all the things that trouble you, so visit your mirror image of what might have once behaved.
Hey now, what is it, boy, besides, I only hope you know that I love you.
(Feed) little maggots off the west side of your sin, (run) little maggot, do they learn of what you did?
(Feliz serķa que hora.)
From start to finish I've made you feel this uncomfort in turn with the world you've learned.
To love through this hate, to live with its weight, a burden discerned in the blood you taste.
Why would you deny me answers if I'm just a boy on the break of being?
Horror and hell through its fires; be brutally honest, was it better before me?
The curve of your body, how I want her with me, the truth of the story, the Vishual, I wish you all
The better end of all to come, the truth be now here one by one, I am to you extend to none, the memory to fuel the fire.
Watching his tale with the words he unfolds, conscience and cold, we'd never know.
They scream as he laughs off the dust from his eyes, these words will now learn of the dreams in his mind.
Could this be that hard for me to configure a new love in vain,
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave, no one is safe.
With the quickness strike out for the less of us doubt, mercy of the man who put the pen in our mouth.
Word write us well, signed 'Forgiveness for sale,' I'm through being full of all the might you want killed.
The fiction will see the real, the answer will question still.
In your body to blood as your parents once went, you will follow their lead one by one, every step.
Could this be that hard for me to configure a new love in vain,
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave, I will not save your world in the end and you.
THE WILLING WELL II: FROM FEAR THROUGH THE EYES OF MADNESS
What is this that I feel and what is this that I fear, in these arms that whored out amongst the worms that mate in these fields?From pressure to pain I wish to stay awake, in the measure I test with your love for me,
So shout against these walls with hope that one will break free, so hear me.
What is this that you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk, you'll burn in hell while they're digging you out.
So picture this face and burn it to flake, to shelter it at home at the fireplace,
And all but memory will fade with the flick of the flame.
So I have a secret that no one should know, that I shouldn't tell, but of all the worlds, this one won't feel, this one just won't leave me well.
What is this shit you keep selling me, boy?
I'm not gonna hold your hand here when you walk, you'll burn in hell while they're digging you out.
In the press of your back, do you feel the shore swell, oh boy, I'm eating my way back home.
As father told son in the make of his final escape, should all good boys die with God at their side, at the grace of his gates?
No, the Robot holds none with the mind and a heart to comply,
Then I will disguise and grieve of those dead when I'm given the time.
Run little rabbit, go hide in the blades of that grass; run, rabbit, run.
Should capture be our earnest fault, breathe up through lust, I'll find your cure, in there I'll kill.
With your last breath of air, as the Earth comes trembling down, would you give her this last night and give up your life?
No one runs faster than you can, no one runs faster than you, no one runs faster than you eat (to the end with you).
THE WILLING WELL III: APOLLO II: THE TELLING TRUTH
In the worst of all your fears you have come so far to hear, that in turn they've showered your name as the laughingstock,Now by fire you must hang as my word holds course through vein, you will walk to the end of days.
I'll gravitate towards you, I will in the now hate you.
These days are numbered, this close encounter, to the heartland, through the madness.
I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before, I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord.
I don't want to go, so come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own, so cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
In my presence you will make sure the fiction meets its fate, that death will grace your face, my dear character.
Through these lessons you have learned, all the worlds from here must burn, for as God demands that the end we miss.
I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before, I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord.
I don't want to go, so come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own, so cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
If my shame spills our worth across this floor, then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star Four,
Only I don't even think of you, no I don't want to think of you anymore, goodnight, tonight, goodbye.
If then should they come home with failed attempt, we'll know; I won't leave a stone unturned, these worlds will surely burn.
Wait, but what did I do to deserve all of you?
Jesse, bad boy, just come look at what your brother did to that girl's precious little whore of a body.
Well, I don't want to think of you, no girl, I don't want to think of you anymore, goodnight, tonight, goodbye.
THE WILLING WELL IV: THE FINAL CUT
In the final curtain call, you left me here with the coldest of feelings;Weight, kind, depression, blessing the floor with the places you've stepped in.
Will they ever measure up to the way you left me here by the roadside,
The bloodiest cadaver, marked in your words, I'm the joke, I'm the bastard.
Here wait, so I guess that you knew that you're a selfish little whore,
I'm the selfish little whore, if I had my way I'd crush your face in the door.
This is no beginning, this is the final cut, open up.
This is no beginning, this is the final cut, I'm in love.
from the album "Good Apollo I'm Burning Star IV, Volume Two: No World for Tomorrow"
THE REAPING
Hell must know there have been worse things I've done, I hold out these hands, receive the sum.Purge these days, will we accept the things we must?
The world will now learn of change to come, or no world.
NO WORLD FOR TOMORROW
Wait, there's never been a mess like this, no more hands to hold.The page turns tomorrow, the hurt to give up, curse us as God has.
Believe me, hell has no room for your crime, so beat me til the blood and the bone finds our end near.
Bye bye world, or will our hope still hold on?
Boy, you're never gonna see the things that will come of these.
Raise your hands high, young brothers and sisters, there's a world's worth of work and a need for you.
Change is coming, feel these doors now closing in, is there no world for tomorrow if we wait for today?
So march to the drumming, show them you're coming, you've been their play.
Cut to the carving, bleed them til robbing, enough, they'll take no more.
You've been given all the power, boy, now go and make your move, curse us, these gods aren't faking.
Have mercy on the cowards, boy, they'll pray to have you lose, help us, this world's now breaking.
So now they've noticed all you've given in sound, let us in.
Give me love over life, the sweet soft of ground, let us in now.
Bye bye world, or will our hope still hold on?
Boy, you're never gonna see the things that will come of these.
Raise your hands high, young brothers and sisters, there's a world's worth of work and a need for you.
Change is coming, feel these doors now closing in, is there no world for tomorrow if we wait for today?
So march to the drumming, show them you're coming, you've been their play.
Cut to the carving, bleed them til robbing, enough, they'll take no more.
In the light we'll sing, as all hurt must bring, in the falling cusp of all broken things,
In the coming dusk, you will call on us, and unite we must, I'm the Crowing, fly!
You all think you've figured me out, do as I say, your words mean nothing at all, so now I lay.
I said come, mama, as I need; I said come, mama, watch it bleed.
What did I do to deserve all of this, what did I do to deserve all of you?
THE HOUND (OF BLOOD AND RANK)
Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed in the heart of the enduring?Cause when you opened that door you knew, well now, there'd be no returning
Or room to mourn what we have lost, to wait while the willing,
As you're the hound of blood and rank, and boy you've got another thing coming.
Come on, you've got to give it to me, as though you want it too, come on and set me free.
I'll dig it til we've made your grave, you've been a bad boy, I'll cut until I carve it out and stick it in a sad song.
Why the bother, you're no brother, you're the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me, you got another thing.
Put them up against the wall, now they're of no use to you, God, it's time for the curing.
Only you're in for that big refuse, surprise boy, this tide's come turning.
No room to mourn what you have lost, no waiting while the willing.
Poor little hound of blood and rank, who deserves every ounce of what's coming.
Come on, you've got to give it to me, as though you want it too, come on and set me free.
I'll dig it til we've made your grave, you've been a bad boy, I'll cut until I carve it out and stick it in a sad song.
Why the bother, you're no brother, you're the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me, you got another thing.
We caught you on the wrong side of lying, within the dust we left you dying,
If only words could keep you hiding, well, go on, cowards, we've offed you.
(I hope your life's a living hell.) It's all on you, boy.
FEATHERS
History's made its mark in anger, as everybody knows, it's what we do, it's nothing new.The next chords struck are fault and failure, and we both know that finger points on cue, there's blame for two.
Do you really want him calling, Newo, do you really think he's coming back to you?
Once the world stops spinning read that writing on the wall.
Another, Newo, is there cushion just enough to break the fall?
Don't you cry, just lie there baby in the past, cause if you want it all
Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby, he's coming home for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers, little back porch lady, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out over the world.
Hear me scream outside your window, I'm only here to make my peace with you, there's something new.
It was our time, that day in our lives, if I could do things different, what would I choose?
Don't you cry, mama, please don't cry, mama, don't you cry, no.
Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby, he's coming home for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers, little back porch lady, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out.
No other could wait for a lover to embrace, boy, when there's no more room for love you'll sell her off to the sharks.
Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby, he's coming home for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers, little back porch lady, too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady, I'm in love.
Don't you cry, mama, don't you cry, no.
THE RUNNING FREE
All nonbelievers stand aside in fear, a new day's marching through the door.How could you ever think you'd make it here, did it bleed, was it sore through the struggles you've endured?
You've come so far from innocence, provided all the consequence, only what does it matter now?
Cause you're going home, you're running free, as only you would be if you never owed them anything,
And now you've found your way out, in the trust you've seen your path on home.
Spend your time well before you go, here in hell.
Your living ends before the engineer, what was your motive in this fight? (Did they play you for the weaker of them?)
How could you ever think you'd make it here, was it greed that pushed your heart through the struggles you've endured?
You've come so far from innocence, provided all the consequence, only what does it matter now?
Cause you're going home, you're running free, as only you would be if you never owed them anything,
And now you've found your way out, in the trust you've seen your path on home.
Spend your time well before you go, here in hell.
(There's a hell in all of us.)
Spend your time well before you go, in a lost that's all your own.
There are no secrets you can hide from yourself, in your mind, leave the worst of all behind.
MOTHER SUPERIOR
Here, sleep at the bottom of hell, your time has come to pick the road you walk in this tale.Turned and as a coward you've learned, through sickness and health, there's only one, now go and bite your tongue.
You'll just say the worst of me, with a hope they'd understand, no, they know you're just a boy, so grow up and be a man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine; victims pay the price eventually, the cost, let's see, your life.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid, young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel, the sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one.
Tonight you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite, young fools, don't cry anymore.
A fear sleeps inside your stomach, it swells, a torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch.
For too long this little baby's cried on, for tomorrow we'll sing the words and song of a time we're glad's long gone.
You'll just say the worst of me, with a hope they'd understand, no, they know you're just a boy, so grow up and be that man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine; victims pay the price eventually, the cost, let's see, your life.
You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid, young brother, you've got nothing to prove.
Your answer is in there, just stare down the barrel, the sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one.
Tonight you'll find the right in the pull of the trigger, now bite, young fools, don't cry.
Mother Superior, come catch the rabbit, he runs, my how've you grown.
You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam, go fetch your gun.
Not anymore, don't cry boy, when you're sick to the stomach, just pull out the knife.
GRAVEMAKERS & GUNSLINGERS
So draw, little piggy, better watch out for number one. (I fear there's a bad wind blowing through there.)You better put up the shutters, cause Lord knows now I ain't stopping til the worst gets alive.
Little strutter, don't you creep out that fucking rut. (It's best that you don't go walking through there.)
Now please don't bother knocking cause God knows I ain't now stopping til you breathe none.
Hey, what I miss, we're one and the same.
Just give it the push while I kick start (there's just no time for this), come on, it's just the hurt I'm looking for, I don't want to live no more.
You've got the gun, I've got the bullets, don't want to live no more; oh baby, be my lover, go on and pull that trigger.
You're the sin of this city, now repent for the wrong you've done. (I'm not sorry for this, not sorry at all.)
You're a snake under cover, no room for another, just these bad motherfuckers.
Leave a long trail of nothing, little bad boy with gun in hand. (It's best that you don't go walking through there.)
Now please come boy popping cause God knows I ain't now stopping til you breathe none.
Hey, what I miss, we're one and the same.
Just give it the push while I kick start (there's just no time for this), come on, it's just the hurt I'm looking for, I don't want to live no more.
You've got the gun, I've got the bullets, don't want to live no more; oh baby, be my lover, go on and pull that trigger.
Let's flood out the weasel's hole, to choke out all the lies it's told,
With time, hope the hurt gets old, let's fuck out the weasel's hole.
(Oh Christ, will you bury my body?)
We'll keep marching to the top of this tower, as God isn't at home, no,
There's nothing in the way that could stop us, it's your time to go.
JUSTICE IN MURDER
Is this the way I want them seeing me, please leave your memories at the door.Why has the world gone off and deserted me, why there's just no room inside these walls?
You want it all, but did you want it tonight? You don't remember as you wait by the light.
Can you see what you've been asking of me? With the turn of this knife know I will take your life.
This ain't a crime, no, I'm calling for mercy, now it's time, please pray for me.
There will be justice in murder, now you've been for me what no other could be.
Will I now grow old to forget all those, blow off sorrow, goodbye tomorrow.
There is no worse than this curse you've given me, this mule's seen its end in love and war.
I'll wish you the best when I'm lost to eternity, now do what you will so it hurts no more.
You want it all, but did you want it tonight? You don't remember as you wait by the light.
Can you see what you've been asking of me? With the turn of this knife know I will take your life.
This ain't a crime, no, I'm calling for mercy, now it's time, please pray for me.
There will be justice in murder, now you've been for me what no other could be.
Will I now grow old to forget all those, blow off sorrow, goodbye tomorrow.
THE END COMPLETE II: RADIO BYE BYE
We're throwing all caution to the wind, it's better to think about what's ahead than behind them.Only I've got a better chance at failure, but my mind has a clever way of turning all the worst to right, I've found.
Oh no, so tell them like you did it, no maybes.
We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now boy, that you made it so, why are you afraid of what you've done?
Return to the dirt with this cursed affair, a lever to pull upon and the buried we'll leave there.
Only how will they ever find their way to the road, to a better place where the memories they don't live to fade away?
Oh no, so tell them like you did it, oh no, so tell them like you knew.
Ditto, so tell them like you knew, no maybes.
We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now boy, that you made it so, why are you afraid of what you've done?
It's the curse of the radio bye bye.
THE END COMPLETE III: THE END COMPLETE
These are the days, the end complete, a world still turning to the sound of the suffering.You are the jury, we are the saints.
Our minds divide, the past repeats, a war still brewing in the hearts of those we once bled.
I am the knowing, the living dead.
Dig deeper, remember all you've been and all you've left behind, wave goodbye, my dear.
Dig deeper, remember all you've been and all you've left behind, welcome home, my dear.
No words to say, the worst displayed, what once was courage is now cursed in the hurt we've made.
We are the sinners before our graves.
Now leave in peace, the dead unsafe, a world still turning down the path of the end complete.
Now spite me, jury, we've come for change.
Dig deeper, remember all you've been and all you've left behind, wave goodbye, my dear.
Dig deeper, remember all you've been and all you've left behind, welcome home, my dear.
Mama, I'm living proof that never is just around the corner, a ghost to walk the end designed for you and I.
No one will ever know.
We are the fate of killers, the call of justice, we are now waiting as you wish us away
With your plans in hope, deliverance won't save your soul from Satan.
(God is not here!) He will not save you from this.
You've been stealing my lines, now go on living your lies, for on your knees you will find you'll face a jury in hell.
Those were the days, the end complete, the world is burning to the sound of the suffering.
You are the jury, we are the saints.
You were the magic that turned a curse in time, you were the beauty that we had to leave behind, oh no, bye bye.
We're going to get you, my love; oh no, let your rabbit go run.
THE END COMPLETE IV: THE ROAD AND THE DAMNED
I believed in the world right in front of me, but now along these empty streetsWhere this curse haunts these memories of a man and all he's lost.
No time to think about it, no room to breathe.
If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the dawn, but please don't wait for me,
Because the man you love don't live anymore, I can't go home again.
Tonight you'll sleep, no fear of what might become of me, my dear.
Within these end of days, where this longing turns this man to prey on a love that yearns to die.
No time to live and doubt it, girl, I'm worth the second chance.
What have I done, no time to think about it, no room to breathe.
If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the dawn, but please don't wait for me,
Because the man you love don't live anymore, I can't go home again.
I believed in the world once in front of me, well now that's gone.
Bye, goodbye, my dear.
THE END COMPLETE V: ON THE BRINK
The worlds have now learned of the worst yet to come, on the brink of an end, a boy learns to run.How you love, or could you, mister man of the year, walking tall with nothing to fear.
Don't pass up this chance, go tear down the walls, no gods will be watching, no one cares enough at all.
These words need now an ending as they did at the start, but I'll keep on pretending I won't go.
Don't cry no more, boy, you've got the other side of your life, so enjoy.
I'll move out the front door and take out your trash, but I'm no longer haunting here, I'm not coming back.
The world must know my story, so long Amory, please drive me home one last time.
Hail!
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