- Arm The Hopeless
My heroes are dead!
My mentors were wrong!
My idols are fiction!
What have I become?
Live by the sword, die by the sword,
spilling blood in the name of the lord.
Holy war is the name of the game,
- Diggin Through Cullets
I don’t write sins, I write homicide.
Face nemesis with eyes opened wide.
Pay the toll in blood for the way I choose
when all that I’ve lost is all I could lose.
I’ve sacrificed my sanity
to a battle raging inside of me.
Trade my life and die for this,
for evergiving nothingness.
- My Silent Call
Flowing like a river without any water
Erased like the thought of my fallen brother
I am twisting and turning into your oblivion
The things taht I went through made me unforgiven
Chorus:
I am all burned out
- Purest Grey
Hate ain't red, despair ain't black,
it's a blinding glow you can't see through.
Endless colours blend to shades of grey.
Green as hope and deep blue fear,
a purple flow that we all know.
All these colours shining on my face.
This room inside of me is still dark and empty.
Can't you see the walls are all painted black,
- Silence Is A Blessing
SILENCE is a blessing, and silence is a curse,
like a trench knife. Noise can't be any worse.
Depriving me from quietness is forcing me to choke.
Sound won't only touch the face, it will be grinding through.
I'M NOT ... not blaming anyone.
I WILL ... mute the world and think I won.
Don't ask for in-betweens in life,
- The Illusion Of Balance
Fighting for balance, no use apart.
Can never touch, but share my heart.
The scum and the beauty: it's all in one,
each waiting for their time to come.
Cause it's afflicting me with love and with hate.
Despair and bliss can't wait until it's too late.
If you chase my demons, my angels might die.
Even when I'm dreaming, I'm torn inside.