Thursday, October 10, 2002

Solely More- by: the damned

I may hurt
It will hurt you more than it hurts me
The steam whisps of my shoulders
I feel nothing
Your eyes fill with tears
And you succomb to nothing
It will hurt me some
But it will hurt you more
Raining blood
Never hurt anyone before
I never hurt anyone
Never
It never hurt anyone
As our clothes dry in the early morn'
You will hurt more than me
For that's when I leave you be

Sunday, October 06, 2002

Thou Vagrant- by: the damned

Lay waste!
Ye scurvy of the world
Your souls reach for nothing
If only death
Search for the impossible
Reach for the unobtainable
Thou art none but the worst
Heed the wretched day
When all shall die
Fire and brimstone from the blackened sky
Cruel people
Thou are the worst
Watch the others suffer
Until there is nothing left
Lay waste!
Ye scury of the world
Lie in your shitfire
And absorb the defiling scent
Maggots and scoundrels
These are you
Blood sucking bastards
Who strive for nothing more
Lay waste!
Ye scurvy of this world!
Obsessive Compulsive Order- by: the damned

I've been keeping track of the days
Watching the sun rise and fall
Harnesing the fog that rolls
The clouds pass slowly in the morn'
Quickly in the day
The hours are counted
The minutes have been double checked
The lives I've seen go unto death
Have been scratched out from the rest
So I'll wait a little longer
For the time to come
I don't think it will be soon

And each reaches it's end
And every night the stars look down
The moon is usually hidden
But when it peaks out
I give it a call

I note every person I see
Their eyes are the most intreging
The words they say are superficial
But I remember the things they're hiding

Voices are recorded in my mind
And the sun falls
And it falls further till all is black
And hours pass
While I lay awake
Till the morn' comes again
And revives my dreary soul
For the sake of waiting until the next day
And the next
And the next
The next day
Ra- by: the damned

So until the end of dawn
Until the sun goes down
There's an explanation about
An explanation
Until the rise of dawn
It's about the things of life
Life unexplained
About explanations that are impossible
Until the rise of dawn
Until the sun goes up
Then the world will have spun full circle
And everything will have changed
And nothing will make sense
A new explanation will be revised
A new meaning of life
For all these change
And all things transform
Whilst the world goes round
At the end of dawn
Ask me again
Before the rise of the sun
I'll give you an explanation
About
It's about an explanation
The meaning of life