Six - The man who was

I thought this song could change the way,

That people sat, sang songs and played,

But they never listen to this type of crap do they?

 

I thought this song would make you think

And change your mind about me.

But you’d probably think its shit wouldn’t you?

 

“We're stuck in this town, just rusting away.

We're losing ourselves when we should run away.

I'm sure I've died like this before.

I've sure I've lived this life before.

I've sure I've read the book of this life before I ever had a chance to die, to die, to die.”

 

We must wait for the future to show,

But it’s almost too dark to see.

Twisting and burning and in the end turning

Away and away from me.

We must wait for the world to turn

But it’s almost too slow to see,

Spinning and turning and in the end slowing

So slow it depresses me.

 

Man created god in his image

And forged the world from rust,

He cast a chain around our necks

And imprisoned us within our lust.

 The word of god is writ in blood

And cast in steel and stone,

It clothed us in the clothes of death

And locked us in prisons made of bone.

 

Autumn shades,
A listless glade,
The one in all my dreams.
But soon I wake,
And I cannot take
What it is I've seen.
My sleep dream haze is gone
And waking life is here to stay.
Clap your hands, empty your heads,
Click your fingers and tear the whole world down.

 Thou shall not is deeply scared

On to what remains of mans soul.

In blood it runs down palace walls

And poisons whatever good we know.

 Arbeit macht frei is sacred,

Thou shall not is pure,

To reign is worth ambition

And here we may reign secure.

When you are praying to your god does he make you feel ashamed?

Cause he's not listening and doesn’t care about your pain

He steals all joy of life and takes all feeling and

Restrains and checks and trivializes and crucifies all meaning.

 Where is the truth in what your fucking god said?

You’re all just slaves to the thorny crown on his head.

Lusting after angels saying do not deny,

Praying to the heavens to fix the hole in the sky.

I talk to god but the sky is empty.

I want to be god but I am too pure.

Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven,

Better to speak the truth than to believe the cure.

 If you have to put out peoples eyes,

And then burn them for their blindness,

To justify the ways of god

And explain the ways of madness.

 If you put peace into the grave,

Allow only death to find it,

To know not life, or love, or law

But only faith deserves it.

 If the stars were to throw down their spears

And water heaven with their tears

Who would smile? Their work comes to be

Who in hell would appear to me?

 

We stay awake for the morning glow,

But it’s almost too late to see,

Rising and falling but in the end stalling

Further and further from me.

I can’t sleep till the morning shows

But it glows too bright to see,

Brighter and lighter but in the end darker

So dark it depresses me.

 

I just sat down to compose this tune

Thinking I could change the way you see me,

But you never read the words of music do you?

 

But I would follow you with a smile,

And tear my eyes out if you asked me to

But I know now I’m just crazy and it doesn’t mean a thing to you.

 

But I’d tear this whole world down on a whim,

Tear it all down and start it all again.

I don’t think you’d see the beauty in the world I create for you.

 

Because this world wasn’t meant for someone as beautiful as you.

So I’d build it up again as something more pure,

I’d start it all again as something as beautiful as you.

 

“To death, to death, to death,

We hate to be bored, but what can I say?

We love it as well so that we can say

"I'm sure I'm sad because I've died before.

I'm sure I'm sad because I've lived before.

I'm sure I've lived this scene out the way it is before I ever read it out, out, out”

 

I thought that someday you and I together

Could run away and live forever,

But would we really get that far after all?

 

Would you walk with me amongst the stars?

Could you dance with me through the drops of rain?

And listen with an open ear to music that’s about you?

 

“Out, out, out,

Should I draw this scene out for you?

The way it is seen in my head?

I don't think you'd get it right.

Best if I use my skin as some paper,

And my nail as a pen.

I don't think you'd seen it right."

 

Cause I’d give the world to you in rhyme,

If only something, something time.

But would you understand the music I give to you?

 

Cause after all is said and done,

And the seas have claimed the earth and sun,

Nothing will be left of little songs like these

 

“Right, right, right,

Right then you'd say you've never seen me that way.

A grim little scary boy who bleeds, when he should be ok.

I'm closing my eyes to block out the day.

Forget about tomorrow, and be what you are today.

Let’s burn down this town and blow it away,

Let’s tear down this town, let’s do it today,

We're trapped in this town, let’s try to escape,

Escape from this plague, escape from this rage,

Because we're bored in this town, "I'm so bored today,"

But we love to be bored so that we can say:

"I just don't want to leave my house today”.