Neurosis - Souls At Zero lyrics
Tracks 01. To Crawl Under One's Skin
02. Souls At Zero 03. Zero 04. Flight 05. The Web 06. Sterile Vision 07. A Chronology For Survival 08. Stripped 09. Takeahnase 10. Empty 01. To Crawl Under One's Skin
Isolated so long, blighted by the first frost.
Longing for the warmth of human touch. Through this wall of ice I can see you. Callous only outside, from the kicking And the beating down. Please rip them from my body, please! Glacier growing larger. Mirror growing darker. Do you see the blue? My forefront of consciousness. Has been ignored. The healing touch of time has abandoned me. Abandoned me! The longing brings me near, but the fear Keeps me inches/worlds away. Reaching through the ice at last. But you feel the frost and run. Run from me back to the secure. (You didn't belong here anyway) And I'm left still, still longing Still cold So cold. 02. Souls At Zero
No seed will grow of this barren earth. Our hope
Unborn has died. I've slept in the dirt under the light Of the moon and I know our souls have perished. Calling to those that would hear but I am deaf. Clawing at those that would feel but I am dead to my Own fears. Our cancer has grown into a stone. This water tastes Like poison. Your doomsday machine towers above Me to instill my vision. Glowing pyre in the wind, like a glowing pyre in the Wind I stand to heal. I tried to touch the feelings they have shown, our Cancer's grown into a stone. More cracks as our Ceiling caves in. This is our destiny. These are visions, visions on. 03. Zero
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04. Flight
Power
Too weak to stand up the power Mentally castrated Seeking security in sedation Sedation amidst the hum of the machine Playing on Grinding on weakness Grinding on the weak Punishment for the feel Rebellion manifests in those who are strong And Punishment for the feel Only way out or out there But out there is the end Sick, sick They're damned good at it Last straw, no more, fight Her eyes rolled back Her eyes rolled back No!! The mutiny has been electrocuted 05. The Web
Leave me demons did I want you? Why do you needme?
I can see you have so many. I know I'm a magnet But why must I feel your evil? You give me pain. My Thoughts of blood reign. And it's falling to someone... I'm clawing, crawling, slower, deeper. For this void in My head only you can fill. Your fingers reach so far Into my soul. My blood is filled with blood you spilled. And it's falling to someone... You web is my time. I can see the sign. It flows through Heart. It sees through eyes. It fills my soul. And it's finally falling to someone... My spirit seeks these desperate moments. Dissolving The prescribed crucifix. It lurks and watches, slowly, Waiting. To wash the sickness from my mind. 06. Sterile Vision
Bury me in a shallow grave. So the rain will
Wash me away. And the sun will burn my soul And the earth will feed on me. The earth must drink my sour blood To breathe. My disease is caustic pain. I'm stumbling but I'm trying to say that I'm crumbling away. In the corner you'll find me. On the back of the bus. Sterile, sterile vision 07. A Chronology For Survival
The cycles they are clawing
Thrive Wander, then starve The cycles they are thawing Dive Wallow, then freeze Silence Ripping up through the cracks The thriving of the doomed Before the cleanse to dust Rise Run Feed Ripen Wound Wither Fall Rise again Taking time By the forelock A chronology for survival And a wretched end for the pathetic 08. Stripped
Destroy the eyes of the world
Wish for invisibility God damn your eyes I say from the gallows Stripping you down Ashamed for feeling Ashamed for thinking No right to my own real Foundation, death in life Murder in the matrix The hole in your soul marks the ruins The lost city The lost child Anonymous persecutions Attracting autonomy from the flank Bridges burned Internal shame spirals you down Do not be ashamed of freedom 09. Takeahnase
When it begins - Takeahnase - the floods will sever the
Christs from the earth. Thieves called it property - Takeahnase - you'll drown for our mother's disgrace. We tried to tell you, now let us show you. You'll know The way. Like spiny fingers you'll separate. You'll Know the way. Takeahnase. Cold, distorted air - Takeahnase - the blood must flow To pay for your hour. This human garbage - Takeahnase - You'll drown for our mother's disgrace. Burn down. 10. Empty
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