At the end of the road, he calls everyone home And the fire will consume us, striking through to the bone At the end of the road, you will soon hear him
At the end of the road he calls everyone home And the fire will consume us striking through to the bone At the end of the road you will soon hear him
Play games upon the backs of whales; They want her to come home with them - They grab her legs and drag her down again, Down again... Into the sea he
back home and start again -- Fruitless I have faith in how things seem to start again, that tale of your one big chance is a lie, told by consumed men
so I die Here in endless night Time to be, time to see Infinity consuming me There's a world of madness, light years away That I once called my home
war for meteors of iffy sniff, and cigarettes and pills on the speaker silouhetted by the muted television and the rickety venetians, between tweaks he sweeps at home
you listening? God dammit boy, pay attention Try it again, little bit more juice this time Try it again, yeah a little bit more elbow grease this time Try it again
we'll all sit around Getting warmer by the fire with friends Collecting scars again What comes around goes around and I'm down And out but coming back again Collecting scars again
remember Your name I remember Like a fever or a flame Just like a fever or a flame I know I wish you home again I know I wish you home again Comes
No one will stand by you When you ask too much, too soon No one's willing to provide you When you're eager to consume But you'll grow up, it's not that
remain passive it's the safest place to stand So to your feelings stay immune And the bullshit they feed you, continue to consume Consume We've got ways
you coming home If I could I'd send you all the way There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always
's not very bright And I feel like I want to take it all away from you 'Cause I see you don't deserve a life Defeat will follow you He's on the slink again
She's a model and she's looking good I'd like to take her home that's understood She plays hard to get, she smiles from time to time It only takes a camera
weep and moan Gonna leave my baby, and my happy home "Fiddle And The Drum" And so once again, My dear Johnny, my dear friend, And so once again you
with them Burning grief consumates me Im falling to dust Another day - Is turning grey Tonight I burn my pictures When I come home from these useless
was also consumed by fire! But that tale would not yet be told. Now as each remaining citizen of Blessing was transported instantly back to their home
s beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep.. The monastery stood towering above the ruined city It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes