6. Never Try

Close the door
Lay in bed
Cigarette
Aching head
Never try...
You either do it or don't waste your time

Frustration
Out patient
Hand-cuffed man
To himself

Navigate slowly
A step at a time
Towards the law
Never try...
You either do it or don't waste your life

Sherds of life
Eyes cried dry
Touch no-thing
Burned outright

Navigate slowly
A step at a time
Towards the law
Never try...
You either do it or don't waste your time

7. Mourn

Hotel room of doom
I can't find a clue
Confusion broken hearted woe
Sheets and pillows soaked
(My) telephone seems broken
I'm calling crucified
Blacklisted no reply...

Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
I miss my 2nd home
(Your) adopted son doth morn adopted son

Doth mourn

Sermon served in praise
In a sacred empty space
Pit no ones sorrow against your own
Seven days in vain
The last three spent enflamed(in prayer)
I stand crucified
As they're stricken blind

Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
Missing the lone state home
My blood runs cold
I mourn
Stole my sight
But not my heart
I miss my 2nd home
(Your) adopted son doth morn adopted son

Doth mourn

Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
Missing the lone state home
My blood runs cold
I mourn
Stole my sight
But not my heart
I miss my 2nd home
(Your) adopted son doth morn adopted son

Doth mourn

8. Beneath The Tides

Setting sail
From a crushed rooftop
Fathoms deep
Shallow as a raindrop
Attempt to feel
20/20 now
React like gasoline
Cornered by a house fire

You can't come clean beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

Cut from the filthy cloth
A sucking wound left
In our chest
Being burned around the heart
The boil under your flesh
Hidden at home
Chasing a tucked tail now
Acting on the instinct
Of self haphazard yet

You can't come clean beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

The shaving down
In milligrams
With a gun in your hand
Directionless
Memories
Of combat on your head
Rain can't soak what is not there...

The first thrill
Demands another
Consequence
The trigger of the operative
Playing Russian roulette with a full chamber
Miserable out come
One and the same

You can't come clean beneath the tides of the washout
Beneath the tides of the washout

9. His Majesty The Desert

I try...
When there is no such thing and hide...
Rejecting yet still the pain goes on
Reaching for a handful...
Countdown...
From the inside looking...
Out
And building...

10. Pillamyd

Been to this place before
An excavation
Scrawlong a name again
Touch stony face restored
Can't read the name
Collapsible fingertips

Weeping within the hot of desert weeps
To brood inside the skull of
Wax and time
Taking no step alone until you can
Crying on the downed stones

(Pillamyd)
By handfuls you will build a pillamyd
(Pillamyd)

Lust in the vessel head
Working with slaves
Dust in the eyes of men
Offer nocturnal prayer
Alter a blaze
Magic obtained
Deciphering pain

Moving inside you when you seem asleep
Influence all to step beyond the gate
When you're slipping in preservative
Hydro-glyphic downed stones

(Pillamyd)
By handfuls you will build a pillamyd
(Pillamyd)
A pillamyd built
The pillamyd guilt...inside

It's etched in stone

(Pillamyd)
By handfuls you will build a pillamyd
(Pillamyd)

11. In The Thrall Of It All

Go slow

Cruel to himself and generous about it
Cruel to the world (it's) not hard to spot it
Can't give up
Shut up
On a tirade
Off the top of his head
So ripe becoming rotten

He's hit the wailing wall
To pass out hard upon
He's kissed the wailing wall
In the thrall of it all

Failed his name with no care to hide it
Failed escape it's documented
Instilled or distilled
The spike or the chill
It's immolation
The lust of non-existence

He's hit the wailing wall
To pass out hard upon
He's kissed the wailing wall
In the thrall of it all

Headstone tells but nothing about him
Headstone reads two decades wasted
A funeral pyre
With no one to burn it
(And nobody attending)

In the thrall of it all

No lower heaven
For his bones
Nor handing life back
What it's owed
Caretaker careless
Of what he's sown
Porously reaching
His lowest low
The negative
Hast just begun
Joining the war
Impossible...
Because self destruction brings misfortune

In the thrall of it all
He's hit the wailing wall
In the thrall of it all
He's kissed the wailing wall

12. Nothing In Return (Walk Away)

Fast..a cleansed soul rebirthing
See..to be..and understand your flipside...

You want nothing in return

All...is cry until the laughing
There is more between the sky and earth
That is beyond our philosophy
Unknown

You want nothing in return

The closest who need you
(And) the closest surrounding you
Will walk away

You want nothing in return

And when we walk away there will be no coming home




[Edit by CharmedS: Naziv teksta ispravljen]