blinded by the vision of power i was until i defected until you see what you have become you wont know youre infected you can keep on running but you aint getting away keep on scratching but the itch it wont go is it a matter of time? no, its a matter of faith the signs are clear but they match in direction
breaking thru a barrier none can see the poison is injected into your veins please leave me be, youre in its grip hey now you know that the end is near, yes and the thought of going is ever present in your head and you think they are out to own you its over the horizon hey now
so if you want to break me up until im down no i wont be there wake me up when i am gone no i wont be there night until dawn but the night is still young (like your face (?))
A crisis is about to unfold, tonight im gonna prove it Alleviate the cold and then let it be, go find another fool yo Hey now you spell another problem for this human being, Set another date for the end of reality. And how can some people say life is free? and how can they give it away? Why wont anyone tell me?
so if you want to break me up until im down no i wont be there wake me up when i am gone no i wont be there night until dawn but the night is still young (like your face (?))
oh how the time was spent and what it all had meant do you cast away do you block it out beyond any doubt would vanity and convenience conspire to lose it all what abomination leaves the body but devours the soul?
everything under the sun is burning up come hear the call come turn it up then say the end is near enough one day the sky shall open up and rain will wash the unholy town now heed the "warning : ending" now 'tis the last illusion to ever fall you're not listening so if you want to
break me up until im down no i wont be there wake me up when i am gone no i wont be there night until dawn but the night is still young
(part2)
warning its ending tomorrow its so real more love descending the morning is surreal