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Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child (2002)





1. The Entire World Is Counting On Me, And...



Running away from this earth. May it pass away

in the beautiful flames that it was created for.

Because when tomorrow fails to come, today is just

not the same. Inflamed earth. Roses. In this hope.

For all i care set it all a blaze.





2. Face: Face



Leech with two daughters. "Give give they cry."

Her name is, she is a liar. I refuse to be hers.

A kiss from her is one of the grave. Bullets by

her mouthfull an enemy at the six. She Simply will

not die.





3. Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste



Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare.

In your tuxedo suit. I'll give it a name. Lower

defenses. I'll lower the casket. Open the door.

Open the grave. Murder. Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer......

Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare.

In your tuxedo suit. I'll give it a name. Lower

defenses. I'll lower the casket. Open the door. Open the grave.

Mediocrity is the killer.



You find yourself helpless. Christ is not a fashion,

fleeting away. fashion...



He laid emeralds in her eyes, oh but I'd

already tried. a bracelet made of gold and scarlet

thread around her wrist. and everything was wrong so we

sang sentimental songs. Oh how seldom we belong but

how elegant our kiss. and we painted crooked lies but we

danced in perfect time to a love so much refined, we

know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour

into a grief we know before but it's never quite like this. never quite like this.

All I know now is regret, it follows like a silhouette

along the cobblestone behind me, but has nothing to

say except to innocently ask, a voice as delicate as

glass, "Do you see me when we pass?" but I continue on

my way.





4. Creating Something Out Of Nothing, Only To



Your eyes, your concrete eyes. Cross crisscross

my path... Walking in circular patterns. Shoe shine

your ammo, polish your metal. I need not your wicked

weapons. My war is not with someone like you. A

string of blood that is not my own strings between.

Increase time and it will fall into place. a sword

and my heart. So much so that it makes its way through

my throat giving me thought to speak. This becomes my

pistol. This becomes my dagger of my time. Don't sell

out It all comes to. This becomes your future. Unseen

war. Your weapons are useless. Drop the gun. Golden

gun. Like bringing a knife to a gun fight.





5. Pretty Soon, I Don't Know What, But...



Time can kill the greatest of men. Even the strongest

find themselves on the floor. It Doesn't have to be

this way. Time keeps moving on and on. Fragile time

can not waste again. Fragile time can't be laid to

rest. Fragile time can lead you to the grave or

fragile time can start eternity. It kills their walk,

I watch them wash away. Its all worth while. Time

goes on.





6. The Shotgun Message



Staring at the world through the whole you put in my

hand. That was caused by a blade you gently inserted.

I did this for you, not for your religon, not for your

patterns. I did this for you. I did this for a man

like

you. Stop searching and find Me. I am stabbed by grace

and slinging blood.





7. Sometimes It's Our Mistakes That Make For...



It feels so good up to my skin. One more mile and it

is sinking in. I have tried to make mine a tree. And

not have so much of me. God has stolen my heart. So I

will write it down. I consume myself with invisible

things. Escape. Congradulations. This is my escape. A

pen and book and if the world can see what I got and

then lets all have a good look. A fortunate one.





8. I Used To Hate Cell Phones But Now I Hate Car Accidents



Run far away from what you have created.

You have created this drama.

You're Dancing around the truth.

My God rain down power.

My God rain down fire.

War.

With these diamonds you cut your throat.

Code red. Cut throat victim.

The outside looks so good.

It is so simple and yet they don't find.

It is so simple and yet they don't mind.

The tragedy is the ignorance behind the clean casket.

On the outside they look so good.

They're walking to wall street in a straight jacket.





9. It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The...



Rewind the cycle. My Regret is the world i created.

Regret the kiss that sealed my fate. Rewind, rewind

it all again. Rewind the silver that was my price. I

think i will take a walk and rest my soul. A

cylindrical

head resting in the arms of a circular rope. Rewind

this

cycle endless cycle.





10. The Human Face, Divine



It is all done wrong, or so it appears. It is all

done right. Eternal eyes. I am pressing on no matter

how it looks. It is all planned out. Understatement.

Lay your hands on your mouth. Negativity. I don't want

to hear it. Your cursed tongue. This is greater than

you. This is greater than me. Flawless. Increase time

and it will all fall into place. I don't care about

surroundings. I don't care about wicked words. I don't

care about surroundings. I don't care about desire. I

don't care because it is a waste of my time. Don't

sell

out. It all comes to these words a batte field inside

my mind. Shall i take her or leave her. I will site my

sites north. I will not feed it doubt. I will not be

cursed by doubt or a concubine wife.





11. Organized Beyond Recognition



White tie black jacket. I ain't see you in a while.

Your whites shine, black velvet. I ain't seen you in

a while. You're slick, a slick and polished mess. I

ain't seen you in a while. Lets just face the fact and

get back to the basic form.