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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
An undistinguised knot of waste
The man laid open, a soul to test Feel some pressure Building in your chest, is this your last breath? Alone exposed to just blood and bone An empty practice for the hordes Ritual Like complicated insects will We walk alone Scouring graveyards In search of ourselves We discover strangers The sleeping eyes of time passed by What might have been sin or doubt The side that's dried and petrified Why mercy's expected is beyond the point of points Of points.... Of points.... Open up your eyes Never to realize Coming from the riverside Are screams of MERCY... Cry, we have come too far... Lonely sunrise, climbing into the sky, Only to sleep... Dusted twilight, spilling into moonlight All our lives we're waiting to die IN FEAR OF THE RIVER We trample under a billion stars And vines that wind over the houses And past the trees Smothering everything... When all drops silent A grave where no light gets in The world resents it When all is placid A tranquil place in time Our Earth shattered We ain't getting by |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
leave you, in the depths of a virtual silence
believe, in the concept of compliance never do you ever feel a thing for the revolution I hope to bring how long is it gonna be? until you see. everything you did everyone you exploit may come to destroy you don't spend much time wiht apathy, just want you to see catasprophy that's about to be unleashed no chance for recovery not assuming, you're proving a thing to me cause it's an emotional overload and it seems to persits you can't recognize you can't realize this feeling inside just what you trying to prove? i'm not feeling the things you're feeling i ai'nt reacting for the things you'r giving all your questions, they irritate take compassion, throw it away just another dollar for your pocket i'll do my best to try and stop you show you all what I got i won't stop until you drop you're pathetic, you hypocrite i'll stick your face in the shit what's it gonna take to designate rearrange, twist up the fate a new method to fuel thought instead of being sold you're being bought! how's it feeling, to know you're stealing from the ones who feel i will, hurt you, break you replace you with hate i must lacerate, exterminate all the weakness within i know it was a waste self injecting my own resurrection CHORUS i bet you want to take this all the way if you could, i bet you would one more thing i have to say now is the time to be rid of the flakes the ones playing the part of the fake |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
pathetic creatures,
walking endless, pathetic species, lost in a myth breeding like rats, glorious glimpse at the heavens casting down on shallow threads over horizons that lay unlimited sunlight upon my face crazy world, crazy girl lost in the sunlight slaughtered, murdered over tragic century spreading claiming a victim's plea don't find me misleading, deceiving i am what i seem a symbol a product a broken culture but, bruised, stoned, drunk, walking dead... i don't need your conclusion, i don't need your reason i will live the life I wanna live help me Jesus I can't, give what they want me to give only lost highways i stray towards the sunlight, where no one dares to wear a face all colors blend, into sunlight rain down on me crazy world, crazy girl in the sunlight. what of the horrors, what of the hate what of the fear, that we all face. in you in me... b/c of our skin we separate, retaliate the colors collide in attempt to fucken survive a twisted culture CHORUS into the streets again, we all try to defend a sacred place to feel safe. It's like a mockery of a society that's been laid to waste with no chance. a place of broken dreams a place where nothing seems just what it seems to be. I try to open my eyes to a much brighter light. but it seems to be, dying, taking us to the grave.... |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Get up, look around
And you will see the lies That I see each and every day I deal with them in my own way I try to breed myself right I try to breed my thoughts right All you people stand against me Your talk behind my back The threat of your hostility Induces my attack What the fuck should I do? To make myself a man What the fuck should I do I'm doing the best that I can I'll never give up my pride And I'll never surrender my hate You on the opposite side You're the one who made me this way Suppressed anger for all these years now Disgusting people, you stand and point at me They are all but the pathetic Embarking on a crusade that is so damn addictive Therefore their prosperity It will never ever be granted What's up with this world? What the fuck, I can't breathe Pray for the forgiveness as you're stripped of your rights White collared people always seem to decide Ask yourself a question, do you need to conform? With the brain-washing games that are engaged to restrain now The power to cure the power to kill The power is ours we'll use it at will Worthless Complexed is society, waging pressure upon our backs And punishing our methods with their profits These lashes killing and it pushes down, breaking our knees deep into the ground And faulting, on the preside, once again I just can't decide What's up with this world, what the fuck I can't breathe Books of knowledge showing their glint forms of torture Dropping the oppressor is our only solution Psychanalytical ways will never ever succeed In finding a way into our brains and motives Our lives are neglected our thoughts are invaded But we had fought for conformity? Get up and step to conformity This is not the end Worthless |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Divide - Street force
Street force will win the wars We were the ones to win You are the grateful We were the ones to lose You were the spiteful Show us the way We shall never fall Show us the way We shall never fall Divide - Street force Street force will win the wars No more patience We were the ones to protect You are the fortunate You were the ones to spit You are the ignorant Show us the way We shall never fall Divide - Street force |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
Lunatics we put the slit on the wrists
Open up your eyes. There is no sense in denying The places you're hiding One day be sealing your fate. To kill. Pre-Chorus: All the things you've done Put you on the run. Just about to do you in. Chorus: I said there's nothing for free. Leave this place, Without a single trace. The blood between your thighs... I chop up the mirror Huddled in bathrooms Awaken under the strangest of sheets. The guilt. Pre-Chorus: All the things you've done Put you on the run. Just about to do you in. Chorus: I said there's nothing for free. Dream innocence. Watch it baby. You've been driving the train. Chorus: I said there's nothing for free. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
I want to hang me from the bedroom walls.
I often tell it to God. I lost myself among the arizona sun. Only find that there is no one. Chorus: I've been ripping myself into pieces. It's been so fucking long since I was unashamed. I want to crawl into the closet hole. I gotta face it alone. I want to hear the sound of the shotgun blast. As i'm delivered to the black. Chorus: I've been ripping myself into pieces. It's been so fucking long since I was unashamed. Out in my car, took it too far. Ran from the lady. Now I'll kick out my teeth. Lose all my sleep. Been down in crazy. Ran out of time, Ran out of lies, I'll be fine. Chorus: I've been ripping myself into pieces. It's been so fucking long since I was unashamed. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
And to the brink I will rise
Rise You wanna be on top you'd better stay on top Fight the wake keep your distance Loss of everything beat your face in Nine to five keep your distance You, you keep away from me You keep away from their ingenuity Never gonna get what you want Unless you stay dedicated You ain't never gonna be the gleam That keeps us all together Strength from within Regulate and Isolate Break yourself make mistakes Rearrange and learn from what you've done Reinstate, Copulate loss of fate be yourself To you want tell yourself you'll be what you want to be Sometimes the violence gets to me Makes me so sick I can't even see I will prevail Good times followed by the hard times And the good shall return and this I do swear Though my eyes I have seen your o.k. Through suffocation, dedication I will rise Through the heartbreak through the sorrow Let it pass by till tomorrow Yes the city breathes still you run Harm yourself from yourself Still we crawl on this wall Faces pale afraid to fall As we plunder as we plummet We learn a lesson that lasts forever No more compromise |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Something's stuck inside my head
You know I never really heard of a thing called time Cause excess has made me reckless I don't give a fuck about your dawn cause yeah Some day I will lay here as your children play Above my head, I hear your feet above my head Cause you can't hide From the side That left you high Moderation; what a notion A waste of time in the face of indulgence Excess is always best I'll stick it in your vein Sometimes these chains they do claim But something's got me coming back for more Gripping, tearing Pulling at the walls of that vanity Melting, pounding Change inside you Bleeding, crawling Scratching out the path beneath your feet Consist, constrict But something's got me going down this land This lane. Fade away Cause of this excess I've been left in a state of delirium |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
Heaven help me cause i'm out of my mind.
Heaven help me cause i'm losing the fight. Low grey clouds with November's chill. Count all the cards and i'm down for the kill. Chorus: Girl dead in the back of her car. Suspect out and still living large. Heaven help me cause i'm out on my own. Heaven help me cause i'm taking the throne. Low half moon by the waterside. Off shore breeze. No one will hear you cry. Chorus: Girl dead in the back of her car. Suspect out and still living large. Welcome to this hell. And if I don't get home tonight. I'm lost on the strange road. And if I see rain tonight. If I see rain... Fuck tomorrow. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Pray for me
Cause I'm struggling down This needle and rock In a daze I don't mind The sun brought terror straight From two o'clock sun And to my sister I lay wasted From the pain scarred by all the mute remorse inside my head Slice and begin again, again Slice this skin again Pray for all this Beckoning down on my soul Like in pain, rests inside this When I'm down Short thin road In my head |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
you look me straight in the eyes
it's like a reaction felt straight to the heart makes me feel like I've been alive makes me wonder if I got he strength to carry on not just to get by whats with you son? a fatal vision not the only one it's like sand in my face i feel the blood drip in my eyes it's like a constant picture inside never fades, never slips away it stays imprinted inside i slipped again, underneath again eyes slip back into the head i see the pictures again i grit my teeth in my sleep a shallow imprint, step to the grave you ain't getting far, you're a walking stone you ain't getting very far where you gonna run when you're running from yourself you look up to me believe me, believe i'll tear you apart cause I ain't one to fuck with someday I'll cut you just like they cut me so look me straight in the eyes vengeance and hate runs deep i'll always know where you sleep |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
I had a reason but you know
That I will give it away. Another morning just another fucking Kick in the face. You all been trying just to rape me Of the things that I got. Want to test me, Don't test me. Chorus: I'll bash the walls out nightly Cause i've been itchin' to bleed. Yeah Jesus oh blessed Jesus. When you been there for me. (Verse Repeats) Want justice, here is justice. Chorus: I'll bash the walls out nightly Cause i've been itchin' to bleed. Yeah Jesus oh blessed Jesus. When you been there for me. Won't you give me a reason To keep living. In this sadness. You've been taking over. Man you should have seen. You've been taking over. I believe... Chorus: I'll bash the walls out nightly Cause i've been itchin' to bleed. Yeah Jesus oh blessed Jesus. When you been there for me. I've been so down. Waste me. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
when something so special
seems to slide away the truth is most lethal it's breathing in your face. when you coming to me, tell me what's going on holding your head up high there's no shame in letting go what happened to you and I thought you would never leave me when smoke gets in your eyes trust in me we all wander out in the night under starlight i just need one more fix to keep me away from it i beg, i plead for you to leave me! cause it's killing me and dragging me down cuts and bruises bruises and scabs it's getting really hard to laugh at these tears as the crystal's gleam 3 days and still no sleep i wait for dead to come to me! if you were to give me your hand i'd make you understand if i were to leave you behind it would only be a matter of time before we meet again.... |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
Count down everyday in life,
Held down, now you feel confined Walls keep closing in, Still I got my grip Never to lose it Some are confused, somefeel the shame Always left out in the rain Some say the other, needs to be smothered Place the balme It's time to reignite the flame No time to recognize the pain One chance to rise above the rest Now you know what I mean Never giving in Alert always on point Expect nothing but the best Commit break away today Accept forms of change 'Cause it's in you, 'cause it's in me evolution of the mind life is a sea, life is a lie it ain't gonna stop for anyone why you trying to hold me? can't you see your never gonna hold me no one's clock is ever gonna own me 'cause I'm too strong and I lead a smart life educated, re?????? Through insight refined through years of discipline if it's me against you I'm gonna win defeat is a word I never knew now is yo;ur chance what the fuck you gonna do all oy you have a chance to be something don't let it slip away could of but you never did would of forever's in the past should of were you afraid of what you would find you can't trust it subjection to an illnes you know what you see, ain't what it seems now you're grasping to no avail why you reaching for my hand save it for someone who gives a fuck 'cause it's all in my heart |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
It's something that's inside
Something that makes us strive It's not the voice in my head Or your poor streets They place the blame on you They place the blame on me There's nothing you can do To change this world Is it the desperation? Is it the weakness? Is it the solemn faces in the tower? Convincing eyes-multiple Contributing to the aggression That persuades me to Take up arms upon you They claim the states in distress Due to the rise in crime I feel the manifest Has broken far west Was it a suicide? Was it a homicide? No one really cares so it's your death We are the ones who will suffer cause in 2001 Nothing has changed cause nothing was done To control our resources to contain out pollutants Well hemp could have saved the world But you're too scared In fear of your economy Tripping, falling, locked out inside Control, resist products that left us Slipping, drowning, crumble down Dwindled, endangered, dying extinct You say we caught this disease It's running through our veins It's gonna end this world Spread through your culture We're growing every day Your children turning to us The pleasant way is gone Cause it doesn't work Restraint Yes this world you've wasted Don't you think you've tasted The fruits of this life This will be your restraint |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
You best beware of the street light.
You better lock up the door. I'm hated, i'm rated, I know i've been wasted. Misguided, cold hearted, I know i'm the liar. Chorus: What's the sense there's only sorrow. Sew up my eyes. What's the chance of no tomorrow. When you're living to die. I've been walking a fine line. I've been turning to stone. Ill fated, B rated, I know i'm all jaded. Been tired, got wired. Now i'm uninspired. Chorus: What's the sense there's only sorrow. Sew up my eyes. What's the chance of no tomorrow. When you're living to die. I've been up top, i've been knocked down. A bitter happiness before you hit the ground. It's just a matter of time before you lose your mind. Just a little kiss before I leave you blind. Your nervousness eats you up inside. Now you know how it feels to be alive. Revolution is your question Couch burning mother-fucker Chorus: What's the sense there's only sorrow. Sew up my eyes. What's the chance of no tomorrow. When you're living to die. The scene of death is the decay of time. Shortness of breath bring on the flatline |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
i've been trying to bring myself away,
breaking down the walls of misuse, the abuse the unfortunate temptations there is only death! feeding off of me, these locusts of the dead earth give it to me I swear I'm feigning time i gave it ways, time i let it get by let it slip on through my fingers never asking why, never justified, allegations against me i told you, there is only death in the canyons cut out your infections to the locusts of the dead earth i want you to see what i mean i want you to be where i've been still is stand and fight i will weed out the fake never look over my shoulder to hesitate, deliberate, i won't be your brother! FAKE FUCK! |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
The summer burns the trees to gold.
Moonlight rising for my soul. You gave yourself away to someone. Oh my God. Chorus: Lay it on the table... And you know i'll bet them all. Give me all you got. Rape me. Come inside and taste the fire. Before long you shall be burned. You gave yourself away to someone. Oh my God... Chorus: Lay it on the table... And you know i'll bet them all. Can't stand to bleed I rip shit. But I kick shit. Cause I don't stand to lose And don't you let me find. So don't cop attitude Or think you're cool. Better get it straight. Before I compensate. For that action The satisfaction. To bash my fist upon your face. I've yet to find a reason. My K-holed son... |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
This is killing me,
Rips me inside and out. They talking, they talking, On how I wore you out. Chorus: I've been overrun Holding on too long. So Sorry that I couldn't be the person, You wanted me to be. Now we're black and white. Share from the other side. You crying, you crying. You should have known from the start. Chorus: I've been overrun Holding on too long. So Sorry that I couldn't be the person, You wanted me to be. Burn the memories. Photograph to flames. You so lonely tonight. Chorus: I've been overrun Holding on too long. So Sorry that I couldn't be the person, You wanted me to be. All these years have been wasted. Rip it out. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
I'll chew you up and spit you out.
I'll build you up and break you down. My love... And out it came, out came the shot. I'll chew you up and spit ou out. I'll build you up and break you down. My love... Chorus: You're so pretty... Hate... I think I got my mind made up. I think I got it right. But twisted words, empty boxes. The flowers that died. They died. All is said, all is done, all is gone. Most terrible thing, That i've ever seen Brown eyed girl, lost in a brown dream. Chorus: You're so pretty... Hate... I think I got my mind made up. I think I got it right. But twisted words, empty boxes. The flowers that died. They died. I'll chew you up and spit you out. I'll build you up and break you down... You're so pretty... Hate... |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
rebirth, what the fuck did you think you would see
a burnt out complexion staring at me rebirth of tragedy you've been tripping, I've been growing deeper inside i feel like this in me I've lived it, I've been it, the addict you've become so what you got for me scraping the plate I always knew you'd come, I always knew you'd fall on down collision of the blue lights the drag deeper comes the ring in my eyes I think I'm seeping out of my skin you know it's all a part of my head came down, you came down scraping the plate rebirth of tragedy the mouths move wtih no voices I smeared your face again my face against the wall I've been coming far too close so what you got for me scraping the plate I always knew you'd fall.. down |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
I've been sold.
Now i'm feeling the squeeze. Welcome to this hell. Nothing's ever well. How it's always been complicated. All up in the zone, Never been alone, Well you unfulfilled. Chorus: To all you living in the shadows. You can run but you sure can't hide. All you waiting for someone to rely on. I've been cold. Now i'm feeling the heat. All up in the scene. Living on that dream. Kid so creative. Still living the lie. Thorn up in your side. Well you unfulfilled. Chorus: To all you living in the shadows. You can run but you sure can't hide. All you waiting for someone to rely on. Life is a drag. Chorus: To all you living in the shadows. You can run but you sure can't hide. All you waiting for someone to rely on. Regurgitate - suck up the shit Cause it's the only way you'll get in. Living life on your knees. It's the only way you'll please... |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
Everyday I lay
In a bed of needles. Oh the summer, the sun, The sky deep and blue. They say it's time to die. They say you better try. Others make their connections. Some people want to fight. Some people wanna get by. Others stuck with addiction. Chorus: And in my head i'm going southbound. And somehow I don't feel the same. They say it's time to die. They say you better try. Kid you make your connection. You feel the needle bite. Walk on the other side. You are stuck with addiction. Chorus: And in my head i'm going southbound. And somehow I don't feel the same. 6:15 rattles all my bones. At 65 your motor groans. Whatever it takes to get it done. You take your time but you hurry up. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
To be young and to be pure and to be bold
Only to rise one way to the strength on way to perceive Our sacrificial tendencies These were the gifts provided by our statured gods They gave us their definition To religion to destruction to whom to believe Can't they see their days are fading? This is how it's gonna be until we die Life is deceptive to all the believers Our objective - to sort and decipher Their generation will rot in their golden grooves Our generation slapped with a fuckin' "X" Suffer And don't you bitch about your pain That you hide Deep inside TO BE YOUNG AND TO BE PURE AND TO BE BOLD Only to rise is one way to the strength One way to perceive our sacrificial tendencies These were the gifts provided by our statured gods They gave us their definition To religion to destruction to whom to believe Can't they see their days are fading? This is how it's gonna be until we die Fall down Ruptured focus Sown at the eye Some people are just too stupid to realize That they HAD vision for you and I I'll do my very best to try and fight against Their invasion coming from the dying fields Their days of labor withers their alliance Their generation will rot in the golden grooves Our generation prevails in the fucking end To destroy to employ To cock that gun One time too many - don't choose this one One way sight point of view, point of disclaim Our destruction is for memory |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
Awake to mindless raping.
Life is going by. Now days are complicated, Why to be so jaded. Every single mother-fucker seems to want a piece. I'll shed my skin. Chorus: No shame. Get paid. You know your sun is shining. I don't keep my mind on cocaine. Why be so jaded. Every single mother-fucker seems to want a piece. Now I got my feet back on the ground. Got my head out of the clouds. Every single shallow person wants a chance to speak. I'll shed my skin. Chorus: No shame. Get paid. You know your sun is shining. I've got a taste to defeat you. You better watch your step I'm gonna beat you. I'll put you through what i've been through. So what's up. Chorus: No shame. Get paid. You know your sun is shining. Give me the shot. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
My perception my infection
Lazy bloody eyes Self destruct so addictive Here's a taste of death here's your taste of death And I wish that I could see the things you see And I wish that I could feel the things you feel And through my eyes I see all your disgust I don't feel content You don't understand Stomach still uneasy Can't escape the hate And from it I'll run Put you in the river And from you I'll hide Standing in the rain And I'll cut myself in a muddy cove So when I die There will be no Processed information makes the world go round You've made me change so I'll pull the fuckin' trigger watch your head combust Pull the fuckin trigger watch your head combust By pointing your fingers You alienated me and made me the stranger So instill the values you protect This disease will spread and infect And through my eyes I see all your disgust Yellow running red becoming Just waiting for the pain Don't you take my actions Turn them against me I feel myself breaking I feel myself break |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
Push it
You feel it, you feel sick Kill yourself Bleed the vein The dogs are calling The dogs are calling My name through the trees Confusion comes clear in the depths of the blur Time can't save you, time won't spare you I now it hurts, I know it burns But someday you'll see True faith absorbed the needle's plunge Sister don't follow me I walked down a road, now I will never leave Push it, pull it, let the blood run over the skin These tears, these tears are only revealing half the sin 9 to 5, to the bone, all your lives, you're just killing time where to go? so kill yourselves, bleed that vein, dogs are calling confusion will come to those who run |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
words no action.
spineless bastards your world's a joke. you better watch your step where you put your foot. where you pointing that finger all your ignorance your talking so much shit seems like a degree of jealousy i can't break from the hate i feel it's too late can't go change the tide you were the one to talk with your scattered accusations nothing but a punk caught up in the masses up in you, what the fuck you gonna do go bitch go get your friends your all so superficial so god damn predictable suckers until the end I've been living in too much sin someday you shall see the light by then dust and bone. i'll break every tooth in your face it's too late you should have kept away you were the one to talk with scattered accusations you're nothing but a punk caught up in the masses watch what you're saying watch what you're doing cause people are subjected to change i ain't slipping i ain't leaving be straight when you come at me no standards, just actions i'm pushing past the point of success so you best check yourself when you're talking your shit where you're getting your facts from for your information i never sunk the needed only time can bleed the vein i told you i've been living in too much fucking sin someday you shall see the light by then dust and bone. biting on cool lips below searching for the sun mindless bastards pointing fingers mindless bastards your world's a joke.. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Viola she watch me reign
Viola my head engaged As she dances the Lilac bloom Viola can't watch you I Let her into the sun in a jaded shade I threw the people in a shallow grave And then she dances through the tear in my eye I gave them candy A mouthful of dirt Don't think I forgot And don't think I'm so strange I ain't your typical human and I'll tear your world apart I Left them in their heads As I ran their Line I've seen their vision as it all did die I've seen their faces as they took them to their helm I gave them shadows that never emerged Father, where did you go? Mother, what have you done? Well you bashed my head in You made me crazy Murderer I'll murder her Shallow days in my eyes Something's wrong I'll lay you on the ground It's too long It's too long since I tasted control It's too long So long since I tasted control. In my head I feel my pain I saw your game All is dead I'll cut you down Viola I'll cut you down my mother I'll cut you down Murderer |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
You walk under twilight.
Reborn into moonlight. So easily we're chosen. So easily unwoven. Jesus came that morning. Jesus gave no warning. I feel strange. I don't remember anything. Chorus: I've been walking the line. Jesus came that morning. Jesus gave no warning. I feel strange. I don't remember anything. Chorus: I've been walking the line. We all transcend, To a bitter end. To silent grooves. To other lives, Under skies of granite stone. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Get away
Get away, that's what they always say Though I can't relate I try and try and trying to undo So convincing all that way Though I detest I will choose to Choose to neglect all the thoughts of false communication Though you reject concentrating, contemplating on What they want of me What they'll never see What they perceive is burning in the grass Try to lose your own Confusion as melts upon your back And you resist in-tact So this is what you see Come and taste misery As it burns on my tounge This is this is dread I think I will for your thrill I think I'll try all this time Shelter me, bury me Get away-Rage Where we settle in the paths As I look as I look on back I realize The faceless dead |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Level, Crumble
Level by the hatred Can't really explain our nature Genocide was created Blown into the backs of children Pushing - miles away Down There's no acceptance There is no control Breeding adolence Come on I said it's to me To me there is nothing But total annihilation Come to us Armageddon Give us all what we deserve I lack the provision I lack the self control I lack the way to be Will to grow old I pull the shotgun close; close to my chest Grants me security in the N.Y.C. mirth Your eyes bleed Level, Crumble |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Imprint (1998)
Pulled from the innocence
Arms of deliverance Mouths of forgiveness Tongues of ignorance Let your minds lead the way Be yourself and you shall find It's gonna be a long hard road And to wherever you roam Look for me under red sky Feed the fire with a flame Be yourself but don't abstain We're all free, all the same Prosper and live, prosper and gain I know that nothing's perfect I feel that we're connected To you I can give Through all, you can live I feel like I never have before And I think that I'll survive To walk a million endless nights Introspection - what you are Dig in deeper - to see what you are What you are and what you could become 'cause we're not living in a world that's giving It's only matter of fact That we can all just extract Any form of virus So if you decide to explode Look to me, not yourself, come to me Start a new beginning Stop your wasted dreaming Life is too short for questions That don't provide the answers |
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from Vision Of Disorder - From Bliss To Devastation (2001)
Strung out all the time and I never look old.
Bent out of my head I gotta get on the phone. Downtime is gone and i've been living obscene. Where I lay my head I know i'll always be free. I never really got. Chorus: Head over heels. I ran. Without you i'm all over. Out of my head. You take up all my time I never really get rest. Once your gone you know you can never come back. Smoke up all the shit put you back on track. Chorus: Head over heels. I ran. Without you i'm all over. Tired strung out pressured Is all that I feel. Should've medicated after all these years. For what reason. Head full of acid and the highway is wide. Follow blurry headlights into the night. Once you got out you really got on your own. I blew my head out man now I got no place to go. Chorus: Head over heels. I ran. Without you i'm all over. |
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from Vision Of Disorder - Vision Of Disorder (1996)
Litigation got me thinking
In the window all these letters This will be your own catastrophe As you wait zone zero I don't care what you think I don't care what you say I don't care about them I don't care any I don't care what you think I don't care what you say I don't care about them I don't care anything No hope - for alliance No hope - for sadness No chance - for forgiveness Nothing - but your misery Nothing - you can do As it - melts and grinds you Inside - pain you spent In the - misery Sometimes it will tell Where you've been and what I've seen What I've found as I lay In your ground by your side Execution Mass polution My solution Kill the humans Los Angeles Engrossed in flame I don't care what you think I don't care what you say I don't care about them I don't care any Lost in time in your mind Nothing's left they all died I don't care what you think I don't care what you say I don't care about them I don't care anything Generation caught beneath All these guns Out of reach Where were all your profits during the atomic Shower of flesh Ashes Kiss it goodbye |
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