Sorry I ran away. Me lost too. Sorry I'm in a maze, No words due... Soar in my dreams, In my dreams. This stormy sunrise, It will die. And I'll be
am tired and I'm seeking restitution Oh, will you heal me, will you take away my pain What I'm looking for is absolution Getting out of Purgatory is
start transmission: somethings wrong. a distress signal not yet heard. this transgressions not the first. (a distinct missive of missed design). somethings
purgatory line. Sometimes I can laugh. Other times I cry. It ain't exactly funny. My feet are both on fire. I guess they'll just burn for a while waitin' in this purgatory
Thinking of an age old dream, places I have never seen, Fantasies lived times before. I split my brain, melt through the floor. Over clouds my mind will
we'll all suffer for what we've done we pay no mind but we're all guilty we were created and will be taken away just the same and we'll beg and plead
Thinkin' of an age old dream Places I have never seen Fantasies lived times before I split my brain, melt through the floor Over clouds my mind will
go when they do cause their parents grief They spend all long years in a firey hell where there is no relief In Purgatory, oh all the day Purgatory
I see you watching looking back at me these hellish eyes they are not mine I see the blood and saliva dripping from your tongue did the angel fall? when
I see you watching looking back at me these hellish eyes they are not mine I see the blood and saliva dripping from your tongue did the angel fall
is a bunch of have nots And the gods will laugh when you think you've found Your lot and take it all away Redemption, oh, purgatory Oh, redemption, oh, purgatory
I never meant To manifest itself Caught unaware In frozen air By visions sent in stealth How far I've fallen Dancing in the ruins of Purgatory My time
in the back of trust Crushed beneath the hands of slaughter To a future without any hope There are no saviors There are no favors After life in purgatory
The doctrine of purgatory is bologna Therefore I will have a purgatory Sandwich with mustard
When I'm in this state of mind I'm wishing I was blind. Sometimes life is more than pain, to me I feel the power of my grief. Death would be such a relief
I hear the sound of darkness moving closer to my ears. All alone and wounded I lie here resembling all the years. This war is over for mankind. The X-
Freedom=Fuck! People secure their freedom with a gun. They have lost faith in everything even themselves. Gun-propaganda from the land of the free -- "
Crying. The anger and sorrow in your eyes is shining thru your disguise, you can not hide all youer lies! Falling. The abyss you enter is so deep, it
