WolvesPacing outside of city walls and barricaded doors,More Like This
Chained and locked in dungeons far below -
Take the oath, take it to the grave, cross your heart
And die instead, so nobody can guess the secret we're keeping.
The demons are lurking, the monsters just watching
Down below the opaque crystal surface
Clawing and shredding their way out
When the chains snap and control weakens.
What are we all doing?
We've let down our guard, dropped the fašades
And all that's left are these horrible, terrible things.
Devouring the life they see, swallowing sunshine,
Leaving bruises and bitemarks, scars and lacerations
As a map to the criminals responsible-
Racing off in a whirlwind to do it again.
You must know the truth, see what we're hiding
We are the monsters, we are those wolves.
Disloyal and carnivorous, we turn on each other
Trying to dominate, terrorize into submission
All who refuse the hunt, all who ostracize us.
Yet during the bright day, who can discern
Who is the wolf or who is the predator?
He is...DeathHe strikes when...More Like This
somebodies life is ending...
He is the thing...
The ending for everyone...
Some people might try to escape him...
But in the end...
His... will be last face you see...
Leechlust carnivorous,More Like This
parasitic, union of teeth and flesh.
the love child of a worm and a vampire,
sinking into septic skin..
tastes like host.
hold the gates open and drain the red streets,
our guest is thirsty, let's give him something to drink.
suck out the poison, draw blood,
can't stop now.
there's venom in the remedy.
synchronized heartbeats, pulsing,
no more, veins all but dry, let go.
cauterized jaws, convulsing,
prey to your gods fresh blood will flow.
can't stop now,
feeding, frenzied, blind with bloodlust,
salt in the wound would be a kindness.
FairytaleRound and round, up and down, like an oxymoron. The carousel is spinning faster and faster, the festive lights shining in the surrounding night. This is the way carousels used to be enjoyed, as visions of beauty, free and unrestrained in the electric night, not as cheap imitations of past grandeur during the daytime hours. The horses prance along, following the lead horse around on a never ending racetrack. The only difference is, tonight, the lead horse has a rider. Young woman in a pretty pink satin dress. She's like a fairytale, a vision of beauty, free and untouchable. Red lips, dark hair cascading down her back, bare feet with the nails all painted with gold lacquer. She grips the golden pole of the horse tightly, but, facing forwards with her lips parted slightly, fear doesn't appear on her face. Nobody knows that she is desperate to get off.More Like This
The bystander at this nighttime scene will immediately notice something out of place: the amusement park is already closed for
FortitudeStanding on weak ground,More Like This
Painful memories start to fly,
The wind quickly blows,
The past is blowing by.
Being struck down,
Holding back the need to cry.
Trying to find solid ground.
It's strength I've found.
Piece of mind,
In my common surround.
Healthier then normal,
No more pain to be found.
I'm done with promises,
Fallen angel backgroundso here's the story behind the musicMore Like This
there's a child
and she's surrounded but alone
she doesn't know the difference
were to stop or when to go
she's beaten and abused
she has an angel's heart
but no body believes
the words little angel cries at night
were words whispered from inside her head
whispering do evil things
little angel baby
she's all grown up
teen falling in love but
outside all she knows in pain
she can't open her mouth
and practice what she can preach
so she lies and play games
to keep people away.
little angel baby
she broke his heart with her lies
filled the cracks with hate
after all her stupid games
the only one she's hurt
only reason her wings are broken
because when she tried to give him heart
he crushed it into his bedroom floor
and for that moment her healing
is all undone, she does nothing
but blames herself after all these years
the darkness is growing
where the light used to be
now all she wants to be change
who she has become
and atone for the horrid things tha
unbreakingi am free from my addictions a little bit more todayMore Like This
each time i get a little stronger
and my wings get a bit more unleashed
like the scars are unbinding around me
like bandages instead of the rements
of my own little tragedies
and actions that are haunting you
more then then my own words
Sung back in a Ghostly melody
Your freedom came at a cost Muze
and why does it feel as if nothing
has truly changed
these chains that have been bound
dragging me down can not hold me