Mistakes were made
Truths were bent and broken
Words best left unspoken
Shouted, echo endlessly
Memories repressed
Lives lived on with blinded eyes
Gospels written of our lies.
Marching on unceasingly

Sinking Into Legend, Fallacy

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Are you able to see the end of a cathartic fable

No weight to lies
carved deep into stone
The form lies waiting here
cold and alone
We lack the words to set it free
None knowing whom we can believe
You could find your way from here,
But would you even try?

Would you even, would you even try?

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Are you able to see the end of a cathartic fable

Would you even try?

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call your home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or your morals start to crumble down
Will you ever see the end?

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Will you ever see the end of a cathartic fable?

If you could write an escape plan
Would you even try?

Longing for moments, where you were at your best
between all the failures and errors, the weight grows on your chest
you want to escape but you cannot run
the trials you lost have left you undone
Adrift on an endless sea of featureless uncertainty

Stop fighting, all of the bleeding
the hurt that hurls the hatred that's seething
deep within the void of un-healing
floating on till the end of time
begin, light the path to your glory
the flames rekindle, long lost the story
ignite the passion, the forlorn quarry
burns the world of your old design

The blazing inferno that surrounds your mind
Burns through your eyes as the ground you ignite
Breaking the barriers, warrior!!
These walls obsidian | shatter to oblivion

Time to start over again
a new chapter begins to
reveal all the new and improved
leaving all the pain behind
light fire from the ember inside
THE PHOENIX RISING
every scar carves a new feather
new blood to shed, past chains to sever
suffered so much defeat
but i will never retreat
for i am THE PHOENIX RISING

It's just a matter of time
just a matter of time

There's no time to rest, you aren't finished yet
You've lived life so far without one safe bet
Surviving an endless sea of featureless uncertainty

Emerge from the pyre, avenge dead desire
To strip all the rights from the wrongs
Each ember a reminder of the past you sow
Await the killing blow
The future burns brighter than the sun

Time to start over again
a new chapter begins to
reveal all the new and improved
leaving all the pain behind
light fire from the ember inside
THE PHOENIX RISING
every scar carves a new feather
new blood to shed, past chains to sever
suffered so much defeat
but i will never retreat
for i am THE PHOENIX RISING

It's just a matter of time

Time to start over again
a new chapter begins to
reveal all the new and improved
leaving all the pain behind
light fire from the ember inside
THE PHOENIX RISING
every scar carves a new feather
new blood to shed, past chains to sever
suffered so much defeat
but i will never retreat
for i am the phoenix rising

It's just a matter of time
It's just a matter of time
the phoenix rising

Weary traveler you lost your way
Hunting for shelter from another day
To hide what what your worth
Bereaved since before your birth OHH Yeah

Misfits and drop-outs and back stabbing fools
Let you bleed red down from your back
Traverse through badlands and conquer the gallows
Leaving you hollow, yearning for tomorrow

I am gonna run run run to the setting sun
I am gonna run run run to the setting sun

Well, Whatcha gonna do
when the hellhounds on your trail are coming after you
Will you sit and pine, will you fall in line
Or will you fight another day! Hey!!
The bell tolls for thee, the hangman calls your name
As you are marked for no return and your soul is death's to claim
Just gotta ride into the setting sun
Run, run, run towards the setting sun

All my ambitions turn to ash in my hands
The powderkeg's fuse clipped as short as I can
Bridges and villages burned to the ground
Using my brothers' backs to hold all my knives
Promises broken but the hangman's rope holds
More weight than all of my silver and gold
A king's ransom: the price on my head
And no man would dare try to take me alive

A pyre built for the ones I loved
Long since burned down to the coals
Left with no emotions, no desires and no compassion

Well, Whatcha gonna do
when the hellhounds on your trail are coming after you
Will you sit and pine, will you fall in line
Or will you fight another day! Hey!!
The bell tolls for thee, the hangman calls your name
As you are marked for no return, and your soul is death's to claim
Just gotta ride into the setting sun
Run, run, run towards the setting sun

run to the setting sun
run run run to the setting sun
Just run towards the setting sun
I am gonna run run run to the setting sun

Well, Whatcha gonna do
when the hellhounds on your trail are coming after you
Will you sit and pine, will you fall in line
Or will you fight another day! Hey!!
The bell tolls for thee, the hangman calls your name
As you are marked for no return, and your soul is death's to claim
Just gotta ride into the setting sun
Run, run, run towards the setting sun

Find myself in unfamiliar surroundings
Find relief in disconnection
It’s been far too long since these tired eyes have seen
Anything worth seeing, anything worth remembering
Lose myself - down the rabbit hole I go
Losing recollection of the things I claimed to know
Disassociating, my life playing on a screen
Behind these eyes I watch it happen, no-one hears my screams

When you see the world without your own eyes
Re take control Retake control
When the chips are down and you have to find a way out
Retake control I Retake control
Time to go on the attack
There is no going back
No more crying no more tears
Time to let go of our fears

The ceaseless march of time
Drags me lifelessly behind
Pointless inundation
Pouring poison in my mind
Every second, every moment lethargically crawls
And I’m losing hours and days and weeks to the boredom of it all
Everything I could have sown, what could be evergreen
Fades to copper lifelessness, my thoughts captured in a scene
Every fearful breath just brings me closer to the last
Behind these eyes, I watch the static…

The still life optic, retinal burn in my sight
Sensory override, circuitry virucide
Feeling the pressure, With no direction, I must
Flee from this labyrinth, crowded necropolis

When you see the world without your own eyes
Re take control Retake control
When the chips are down and you're trying to find a way out
Retake control, I Retake control
Time to go on the attack
There is no going back
No more crying no more tears
Time to let go of your fears

This power that’s surging, shifting new winds through the corridors of my mind

When i see the world without my own eyes
Retake control, Retake control
When the chips are down,I have to find a way out
Retake control, i Retake control
Every path will lead me to a new beginning
That will free me of the constraints I had before
Revealing a sight that leads me to the truth
It will never be lost again

Time to go on the attack
There is no going back
No more crying no more tears
Time to let go of these fears

One tweet for the money and two for the show
toss me a dollar for the rights to my soul
grant me denarii I need a new roll
and a gun and a bullet
like my head needs a hole
three, four and count out
never made it to ten
30 pieces of silver, too rich for most men
gamble on my life, playing russian roulette
load up the chamber and do it again

desensitized, anesthetized
the violence won't be compromised
a revolution televised
but the atrocity, we'll do it live

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the ends always justify the means
Motivation
squeaky wheel is the one that gets the grease
the dead mouse is the one that get the cheese
we all do it for the money, honey
Lust or disgust, it's just motivation

blood diamonds for sport
and you are caught in the game
televangelist embezzles profit off the pain
they wanna keep it alive
the cycle of hate
living pay to play, never rehabilitate
catatonic eyes
sardonic smile
peel the moss away from my skin in style
makes me wanna put a gun to my head
and see how many likes my splattered brain could get

my memory is stained
please don't mind the mess
my thoughts are not contained
please know i tried my best

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you want a cut of the primetime revelation
motivation
the ends always justify the means
motivation
squeaky wheel is the one that gets the grease
the dead mouse is the one that gets the cheese
we all do it for the money, honey
Lust for disgust, it's just motivation

you want a cut of the primetime revelation
Motivation
the ends always justify the means
Motivation
squeaky wheel is the one that gets the grease
the dead mouse is the one that gets the cheese
we all do it for the money, honey
Lust or disgust, it's just motivation

The doors fire open and raiders roll in
One to each stool at the bar
The ale starts to pour as the bilge starts to flow
Debauched tales of journeys afar

Woe cast upon all the dwellers of land
No quarter given to anyone here
The boisterous clamor like cannons’ report
While townsfolk chase shots with their tears

And what I saw that night will forever play out in my mind
With roguish bravado, the fools literally drank themselves blind

Shine up your patches and lower the sails
We make way when one of us walks a straight line
Until then the volume will rise like the tide
And down will go gallons of beer, mead and wine

No bias cut in the line to enlist
So raise up a tankard and join in the din
All’s fair in lust, spirits, mock’ry and war
At least to the last buccaneers… at the Scarborough Inn

Spirits collide with illogical boasts in a heady maelstrom of aqua vitae
Mute apparitions on god-given missions to pry joyous tears from every ruddy eye
The tall tales told in the words of dead men fall garbled from mouths of mangled corsairs
“Ralph?” turns to “Roger!”, a retching marauder is dragged out to take in some much needed air

Some emerald green is slipped to the barmaid to turn a blind eye to the drunken buffoon
The villains all mimic, and so soon the cynical server’s the wealthiest wench in the room

Shine up your patches and lower the sails
We make way when one of us walks a straight line
Until then the volume will rise like the tide
And down will go gallons of beer, mead and wine

The wimps and the posers can show themselves out
It’s no aggravation to cut yourself in
Drink hearty me hearties and drop your last buck
Getting trashed with the last buccaneers… at the Scarborough Inn

In vino veritas
In cervesio felicitas
In aqua bacteria

In vino veritas
In vita dolor
In aqua mors

In wine there is truth
In life there is pain
In water there are only ships and the dead
Inside this tavern rest souls of the damned
Inhabiting bodies who frequent the head

Those left behind in their watery graves
Still moan in their soggy sepulchers
Their groans shall be echoed come rise of the sun
By every last over-served punter

Shine up your patches and lower the sails
We make way when one of us walks a straight line
Till then the volume will rise like the tide
And down will go gallons of beer, mead and wine

No end in sight to the flow of the rum
No droplets spilled - in this church it’s a sin
Raise up your horns and your tankards and cans
As the last buccaneers standing here… at the Scarborough Inn

Now the smoke has cleared
Myriad voices quiet
Stillness, eerie silence
Won’t you tell me what happens...
Now? How do I navigate the rubble of my yesterdays
Sweep the minefield of my mind and pray there’s a way to

Clear skies, calm winds
Warm sun on fertile land
Cool, clear flowing rivers
To wash the blood from my hands

When you feel you just can’t carry on
Keep fighting for victory is at hand
You are the one
To lead the charge into the night
You are the one
The battle is done! I’m homeward bound

From these repressed memories
Head held high, I walk away
And drag behind me all my guilt, the stone tied to my waist
Grind it away roaming the barren waste
Shed blistered skin as regret sheds its weight
Forge my way onward, forget yesterday

And drag behind me all my guilt
The boulder I’ve tied to my waist
… Forge my way ahead today
Forgive myself for yesterday

The way home
Lies ahead
What’s past is
Long dead

When you feel you just can’t carry on
Keep fighting for victory is at hand
You are the one
To lead the charge into the night
You are the one
The battle is done! I’m homeward bound

When you feel you just can’t carry on
Keep fighting for victory is at hand
You are the one
To lead the charge into the night
You are the one
The battle is done! I’m homeward bound