Here For The Take
All my life ive been living a lie
All my life ive been wanting to fly
All this pain running threw my vains
none of this i cant contain
cant stop myself from going insaine
HATE!
FATE!
HERE FOR THE TAKE!
HATE!
FATE!
HERE FOR TH TAKE!
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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Monster you so call
You think im a monster
you think im no good
but under this monster is a creature
under this creature..there is a future
and that future had a past
and that past wasnt pleasent
my past made me into this monster
this monster is living the past
this creature is living the future
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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Peace bleeds
Bombs dropping in foreign lands
boddies washing upon beaches sands
anthrax running threw our vains
people cant help the pain
buildings burning
countries turning
the end is around the corner
Peace bleeds
peace rotting
peace hiding
world burning
mankind turning
peace bleeds
peace rotting
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Unholy sacrament
Light will turn to dark
oceans will turn red
leave now, all will be taken
leave tomrrow, you will be forsaken
burn the priest
burn him from his thrown
leave his soul to decay alone
bury the dead
burn the gods
society will turn
because all gods will burn
let the sick be sick
let the children be insaine
let the filthy be filthy
all will burn tonight
with no pray in sight
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Its almost suicide
Going quadraphobic
going homaphobic
walls closing in
my life becoming less snd less
trying to find a place to hide
more i try the more i become less inside
its almost suicide
trying so hard not to cry
its hard to fly
dont want to die
never wanted this road
instead of going right i turn left
becoming less inside
trying to hide
its almost suicide
its a phsycofellinie
trying to runjust want to have fun
its almost suicide.
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Bury My Soul
if i died today
it would take my pain away
no more in the way
with no more to say
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
take my mind away from the misery
take my heart away from the mystery
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
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